<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941</id><updated>2011-10-02T08:53:15.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooing, chasing, and finally, BloGging</title><subtitle type='html'>No matter how pathetic can we be, 
It's just one step back to the past!
Only when u enjoy de fleeting nature of it, 
then can u appreciate the Present.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1446540795474038221</id><published>2011-09-11T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T05:05:31.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i write what my mind thinks and how it sounds with broken eng!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i read it ,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orhhh. it sucks big time! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1446540795474038221?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1446540795474038221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-write-what-my-mind-thinks-and-how-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1446540795474038221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1446540795474038221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-write-what-my-mind-thinks-and-how-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2727834329496126764</id><published>2011-09-11T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T05:02:05.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0lpHKmSQu4/Tmyfr2mkbgI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ak3_1vALUyw/s1600/IMG_2368.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0lpHKmSQu4/Tmyfr2mkbgI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ak3_1vALUyw/s320/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651067208183606786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again , I post a series of photo and see which comes up first.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it isn't that random la . It just which one i click first is which one gonna be posted up lor.&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakkakaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above photo is my cell having bbq at lakeside view picnic area. dun know how u call that place. there is a big lake with lots and lots and lots and lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;understand. whhooops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think our cell is getting in tune together. we laugh and when we tease each other, we know that we sometimes and most of the time or all the time don't mean it at all, we do it because we know that each of us has a huge huge heart. and yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is there always. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun and I appreciate felice and Calvin 's effort in this!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happy birthday too , felice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ML5GUs4eiTE/TmyfriCGOUI/AAAAAAAAANk/DBFmAvvI6h8/s1600/IMG_2351.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ML5GUs4eiTE/TmyfriCGOUI/AAAAAAAAANk/DBFmAvvI6h8/s320/IMG_2351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651067202661923138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone is busy taking photo .&lt;br /&gt;Focus and concentration man! so, i took my i phone out! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* paiseh paiseh and do some skills there while their backs are facing me! wakkakakka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is the product of my skills.&lt;br /&gt;bland...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I really like cycling and i can cycle all day long on and on and on and on till my but cant take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, take any nearest train back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, blessed day that day! it did not rain !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7GM_4ZJOnk/TmyfrtRKKUI/AAAAAAAAANc/aqh4Bf5cHoA/s1600/IMG_2281.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7GM_4ZJOnk/TmyfrtRKKUI/AAAAAAAAANc/aqh4Bf5cHoA/s320/IMG_2281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651067205677885762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah... this was our last nite with JAmes' girlfriend and aha! she has been in melbourne for 2 mth and we brought her out for a aussie experience which i hope she enjoyed well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxN_Alm0r1c/TmyfrYXBTdI/AAAAAAAAANU/lA6rTvVUBlM/s1600/IMG_2136.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxN_Alm0r1c/TmyfrYXBTdI/AAAAAAAAANU/lA6rTvVUBlM/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651067200065326546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a good experience. I rmb we had a nite out at felice's place. I really enjoyed cell last yrs. cuz it was reli a different feeling . I came to christ in a serious way last yrs and this yrs more serious. hope to get serious and serious and serious all the way as the earth goes round and round. la ~ la ~ la~ God bless me and all these brothers I have here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-shyD2cafEWg/TmyfrOUM5lI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZcQDoFIZMUY/s1600/IMG_2133.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-shyD2cafEWg/TmyfrOUM5lI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZcQDoFIZMUY/s320/IMG_2133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651067197369149010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still laugh when i see budi , he looked like a turtle! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9Fgck72VRA/TmyexJ49SuI/AAAAAAAAANE/u2-VH63jDJY/s1600/IMG_1941.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9Fgck72VRA/TmyexJ49SuI/AAAAAAAAANE/u2-VH63jDJY/s320/IMG_1941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651066199748725474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been together since college time. and er hem!&lt;br /&gt;and it was great! i still rmb we were celebrating.. weeee.. let me see! alright. i cant rmb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just say that we had a good fellowship together! aha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OmFfJ7i3jA/Tmyew7IotDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ySm6qPF53FQ/s1600/IMG_1935.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OmFfJ7i3jA/Tmyew7IotDI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ySm6qPF53FQ/s320/IMG_1935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651066195787953202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire went back to china and we had a early breakfast with her. hehehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only having a coffee tat time if not mistaken cuz i was short on budget and i did not take cash. ya. and i regret it cuz after that, i held my stomach for the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ch8q3lFL8HY/Tmyewv_pYII/AAAAAAAAAM0/RsqppgSuVhA/s1600/IMG_1934.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ch8q3lFL8HY/Tmyewv_pYII/AAAAAAAAAM0/RsqppgSuVhA/s320/IMG_1934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651066192797458562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute! indescribable. I got blind when i see it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8QgMWrg9jao/TmyewTtRmHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vvgaryEAVuI/s1600/IMG_1906.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8QgMWrg9jao/TmyewTtRmHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vvgaryEAVuI/s320/IMG_1906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651066185204209778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue sky is the place we talk and we share and we tease each other.&lt;br /&gt;ehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budi oh budi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKsVRgWQcOs/TmyewL7VBEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8nNIo3-Ij2U/s1600/IMG_1206.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKsVRgWQcOs/TmyewL7VBEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8nNIo3-Ij2U/s320/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651066183115670594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb tis one, we went to brighton beach for the first time and we try to take this shot and it was a failure! hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to jump back ward facing her but haiya!&lt;br /&gt;i m so lousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to take this pic to show jaevon is a strong gal! =p&lt;br /&gt;wkakkakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, random post cuz i have time tonite!&lt;br /&gt;God bless=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever we seek what we really want,&lt;br /&gt;we always hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if we step up to get it&lt;br /&gt;we might as well strike the Gold pot at the end of the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.. it doesnt rhyme! it sounds a bit weird&lt;br /&gt;! anyway!&lt;br /&gt;God bless=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2727834329496126764?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2727834329496126764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2727834329496126764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2727834329496126764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-photos.html' title='random photos'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0lpHKmSQu4/Tmyfr2mkbgI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ak3_1vALUyw/s72-c/IMG_2368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3058451204153953981</id><published>2011-08-24T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T06:27:30.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woah. long time no see!</title><content type='html'>I decided that I have too much fantasies running in my head.&lt;br /&gt;and I come to a conclusion that it is not real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuckle. i m like a crazy boy playing kite at the back yard and the reality is that I m no longer the small boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. the maturity talk over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up joggin since two weeks ago and i have never stop. not wanting to look back and see the lousy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I really don't know what actually motivates me .&lt;br /&gt;I really can't see how much that motivation can last me. Will it extinguish sooner than I thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I have been doing it for half a month and I think i actually enjoy it so much that i felt restless if i dun do it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such is what we call healthy addiction=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m in my second year and i felt that i did not encourage myself to excel in life.&lt;br /&gt;I wasted years of my life keep delaying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not do that well in my first year result was good and it could be better. I know it and i know i can do it and I know that if i keep pushing myself , my limitation will just expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is holding me off.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself it is always not the time yet. neh neh.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahhaha. chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we put our heart in the the God's desire and not our desire, when we live in his truth , we found out that our heart desire is fulfilled because it is his desire and so, it is ours as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3058451204153953981?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3058451204153953981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/08/woah-long-time-no-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3058451204153953981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3058451204153953981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/08/woah-long-time-no-see.html' title='woah. long time no see!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4684388031421436191</id><published>2011-07-02T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T08:46:19.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see aye!</title><content type='html'>I kept thinking about this 11th july. I don't think I had prepared well for my exam.Last year , I told myself not to slack or procrastinate till the last minutes. It can spell doom fo my study but well, you know me.. I always don't take myself seriously. I am so gonna die this time. so gonna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! Good way to start my blog again after missing out for a quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;let's start with this special random 10 post of mine in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I enjoyed myself tonite cause there is cell tonite plus. tonite cell was a smaller group and only me and chris were there. I think I was able to connect myself with the group; smaller group. more time to think and more sharing , of course. hehhehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I did not join the macau gang tonite . dun know why . just not in the mood. so, chose not to go. I ended up playing guitar with DAvid bako and Andreas bako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. and oh my goodness.. it was good. david actually has sth up his sleeves . Andreas can't stop impressing me with his beat box. chu chu chu chu.. hahhaaChuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I had a dinner and i told myself not to order any drink but again,. i couldnt control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i have trouble keeping myself under budget. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I think i need to buy sommore shirts and pants to compensate my old one. I kept wearing the old one over and over again. * top secret.* there is a hole under one of my pant and i still wear that. I hate winter where i cant always wear short pant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I called my mom after almost a week , didnt chat with her. was bz with the church video shooting . it was a good experience, walking around city to take video. I learnt a lot on how .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I did not have a good holiday cuz i keep thinking of my future result. it is scary just to even think badly about it. oh dear.... sigh.. chu chu chu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I think might start taking part time job . need money to survive. hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I miss u and u and u and u and u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. it is getting late and i need to focus in church! aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4684388031421436191?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4684388031421436191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/07/long-time-no-see-aye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4684388031421436191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4684388031421436191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/07/long-time-no-see-aye.html' title='long time no see aye!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3531963576941117189</id><published>2011-06-07T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T05:23:21.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post in exam period</title><content type='html'>I had a goood dinner with my discipler tonight.&lt;br /&gt;First time meeting turns up good despite the bad weather.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at the yong tau fu place at Target . i mean somewhere around target.&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh! what is that place called liao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a sharing from both our side. I shared about my faith. I hope to learn a lot from him which I am sure that I will because God planned this from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! TOnight , I learnt a great phrase.&lt;br /&gt;Spritualise with nature and naturise with the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life isn't only about bible studying. We should have something to do in our life.Doing something that we love and thanking God with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome ! awesome! Can't stop be repetitive about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt crap about this semester. I don't know what am I studying in my semester. All I know that I am going all out this few days for the next week exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you , people!&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* nothing to write " just to keep track!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3531963576941117189?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3531963576941117189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/06/post-in-exam-period.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3531963576941117189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3531963576941117189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/06/post-in-exam-period.html' title='post in exam period'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-9049107292591025710</id><published>2011-04-01T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:44:18.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho ho.</title><content type='html'>Aku terlihat sisipan itu. hilang dalam bayangan begitu saja. sekelip tak terpaksa. Gagasan itu hanya satu fantansi. belum pernah aku rasa . sepenuhnya di hatiku . inginku mecelah selok kegelapan itu. meraba keluar dari situ. tanpa bimbinganmu aku lemah. keegoan ku mengunung tinggi. mececah langit. merentasi samudera. bila dihiris aku pasrah. berat rasa jasabku. tak bermaya. tapi ..... ku dihulurkan tangan. pingganku dibimbing . aku bagaikan buta dah melihat. pandanganku melangkau jauh. kerna balik disisian mu. diriku lemah dah pudar . kerna kudratku berbalik semula =). God bless=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-9049107292591025710?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/9049107292591025710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/04/ho-ho-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/9049107292591025710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/9049107292591025710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/04/ho-ho-ho.html' title='ho ho ho.'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-951709221185626528</id><published>2011-03-23T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T04:32:50.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when I finished High school, I thought I knew everything. I thought that I am wise enough to venture things all my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only when I start uni, life slaps me real hard. I knew nothing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who make choices in their life which I think it is good that they chose that way.&lt;br /&gt;And I tend to emulate their way of life but it isnt me at all.&lt;br /&gt;I think that I should take life a step slowly. Finish it and then, take another step.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to catch up with the others and not feel worried about being left behind.&lt;br /&gt;It is my life though.&lt;br /&gt;It is like a glass. fill it in slow or fast. the time is the same.&lt;br /&gt;But I want my glass to be deep and huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill it and it takes time to reach the brim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more or a well. throw the glass. klink klank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha. chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugs shares about a verse in corintians about having Gifts .&lt;br /&gt;no matter what gifts we have , big or small., it is about working together towards one Goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serving the Lord most high.&lt;br /&gt;for the Glory of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-951709221185626528?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/951709221185626528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-finished-high-school-i-thought-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/951709221185626528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/951709221185626528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-finished-high-school-i-thought-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3110822446566992921</id><published>2011-03-13T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T18:13:12.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-em11su_9X7c/TX1od9F40gI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ra8Mki31IVQ/s1600/IMG_1439%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; 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HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810854442814114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqSQRUpj6ZA/TXog5KNCSqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bjwExvZndJQ/s320/IMG_1419%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my post is kinda random. I uploaded the photo but then, the photos are arranged in such a way that I am too lazy to bother to rearrange in a story line neway=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that for sure was my green tea frapucinno.aha!&lt;br /&gt;my first try and it wasnt my choice cuz it is greeen tea from starbuck and starbuck is coffee for goodness sake. however, it was too tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tickle my coffee principle for a while and then, oops.. 5.70 dollar lighter in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess wat! it is delicious. u can actually chew . cuz got ice mar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVrXV7x6Wag/TXog48WSf3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Kz6a4MtnF3Q/s1600/IMG_1407%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810850723528562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVrXV7x6Wag/TXog48WSf3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Kz6a4MtnF3Q/s320/IMG_1407%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my mom! and i celebrated her bday before  I went to melbourne. it was 2 hours before my flight. i was in a rush. trust me! i am . and ya! that green t shirt my mom wore is mine and she wore it becuz........ I am not bringing it back to melbourne nemore!&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt mind and she even said it is comfortable. well. that's my mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzGI4UoDayQ/TXog4nb6_GI/AAAAAAAAAJo/37FC-9q93f0/s1600/IMG_1406%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810845110008930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzGI4UoDayQ/TXog4nb6_GI/AAAAAAAAAJo/37FC-9q93f0/s320/IMG_1406%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told u !  I was rushing! I haven wore my shirt and my dad took a pic of me and my mom was so shy about the sudden celebration and she already blew the candle away..&lt;br /&gt;well, she did not expect this. and I was gonna surprise her!! hahahhahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotcha , mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSzDUAcFU3I/TXog4RqfLsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3k8nQs_Eop4/s1600/IMG_1402%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810839265521346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSzDUAcFU3I/TXog4RqfLsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3k8nQs_Eop4/s320/IMG_1402%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that;s the bday cake. she is 51 lioa. so fast!&lt;br /&gt;and i am 21 . so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPV_xksvoh8/TXogkNgmBcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_sKrtjMQ-lg/s1600/IMG_1379%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810494552901058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPV_xksvoh8/TXogkNgmBcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_sKrtjMQ-lg/s320/IMG_1379%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! these are all my cousins. lots of gals and two boys. i miss them cuz they are used to be my close pals . and we played hide and seek in my grandsfather 's orchard. Those were the days when we were not even scare of snakes and ' ghost'&gt;.&lt; or lengendary monsters lurking in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at me! well, I am cute hor! chuckle! just for a joke. the orangy shirt gal is my sis. she is tall , right! tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWdFtq5G4hg/TXogkOglUoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8N4LSRF_i9Q/s1600/IMG_1363%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810494821290626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWdFtq5G4hg/TXogkOglUoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8N4LSRF_i9Q/s320/IMG_1363%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my mom and my sis! we were in one of my uncle 's house for bai nian. I took this photo out of randomness cuz I think for years that we did not actually take family photo. we used to. but then, we all study away from home and never in our mind , we want to take photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are all memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5M8yMoKluyA/TXogj12h1EI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nQKEnUTWhD4/s1600/IMG_1341%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810488202449986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5M8yMoKluyA/TXogj12h1EI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nQKEnUTWhD4/s320/IMG_1341%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. my group of frens. yup again, that red shirt. y do I always wear that red shirt. cuz first of all, it is slim fit. I love it! and then, it is a gift from them in the pic for my bday!&lt;br /&gt;awesome , rite???&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWwxgZGgct0/TXogjnD1MiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/iRTSgvtwvPk/s1600/IMG_1339%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810484231713314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWwxgZGgct0/TXogjnD1MiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/iRTSgvtwvPk/s320/IMG_1339%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gals . well , my ex class mates, we still keep contact and thats great!!&lt;br /&gt;so, which one want to be my girlfriend? i am desperate laio!&lt;br /&gt;wakkakakakkakakka&lt;br /&gt; just kidding!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXrlY34f2oo/TXogjTFmhjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MMiFOi7BmQo/s1600/IMG_1338%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810478870431282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXrlY34f2oo/TXogjTFmhjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MMiFOi7BmQo/s320/IMG_1338%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bday cake from frens!&lt;br /&gt;i am trully touched!=D&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHjzZ3oKOwc/TXogKgHo0kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/KminUs5Xeeg/s1600/IMG_1305%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810052871901762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHjzZ3oKOwc/TXogKgHo0kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/KminUs5Xeeg/s320/IMG_1305%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. I took this pictures beccuz of her awesome t shirt. she got taste and I look dumb though.&lt;br /&gt;again, red  tshirt!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ouYbkAzyKDo/TXogKdPUgEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JbDZweWShus/s1600/IMG_1299%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810052098818114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ouYbkAzyKDo/TXogKdPUgEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JbDZweWShus/s320/IMG_1299%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriends.. i just self claimed them.&lt;br /&gt;you all are mine  forever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wakkaakkaka&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FxTyqSslEHY/TXogKD05VQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vykNdbOIkkI/s1600/IMG_1284%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810045277099266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FxTyqSslEHY/TXogKD05VQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vykNdbOIkkI/s320/IMG_1284%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food on fire=D&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lf_xPrzx3g/TXogJ_-vCpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xDI2-eXibII/s1600/IMG_1264%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810044244626066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lf_xPrzx3g/TXogJ_-vCpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xDI2-eXibII/s320/IMG_1264%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair ah my hair!!!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD3O5-p86TA/TXogJoSOGFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cNrZB5iFDKA/s1600/IMG_0985%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582810037883902034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD3O5-p86TA/TXogJoSOGFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cNrZB5iFDKA/s320/IMG_0985%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhe. joaquina actually wan me to eat this so she can try other drink and then she gets to try mine too in the process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5OhfUeN6yY/TXoffOWW7sI/AAAAAAAAAII/D-7E-N9eMmo/s1600/IMG_0976%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582809309367430850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5OhfUeN6yY/TXoffOWW7sI/AAAAAAAAAII/D-7E-N9eMmo/s320/IMG_0976%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice and joaquina!=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to say though. they are lovely , arent they!??&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4c1PLxItrQ/TXoffEviVTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vBHq8QCyriA/s1600/IMG_0963%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582809306788681010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4c1PLxItrQ/TXoffEviVTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vBHq8QCyriA/s320/IMG_0963%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home bbq. it taste nice. the smoke doesnt!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-so_gbdpRJW4/TXofe_CC_KI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HD0IPsMwF-M/s1600/IMG_0927%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582809305255705762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-so_gbdpRJW4/TXofe_CC_KI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HD0IPsMwF-M/s320/IMG_0927%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this picture when i have a walk at the beach with my dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice view . sth to boast from miri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woooo~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are u all flattered???? &gt;.&lt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRwDrXo2SE0/TXofeSHh0BI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MDLG7U6Ak6I/s1600/IMG_0926%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582809293199101970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRwDrXo2SE0/TXofeSHh0BI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MDLG7U6Ak6I/s320/IMG_0926%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again . i think i uploaded two almost same pic. boring me and blurr me!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0HD5sB8YF0/TXofeXF2erI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bBJGURNHzts/s1600/IMG_0913%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582809294534245042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0HD5sB8YF0/TXofeXF2erI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bBJGURNHzts/s320/IMG_0913%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come this picture ended up in the end!?? or at the end? wateva la my grammar!!=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seldom post photo in my blog. well, i shud as it can colour my post and of course, less writing .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again,I think that I m trully blessed that I can have these an those in my life. frens and family. and people whom i love and be loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life 's great cuz God's great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless =)&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2608890580259189531?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2608890580259189531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/03/show-show-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2608890580259189531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2608890580259189531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/03/show-show-show.html' title='show show show'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqSQRUpj6ZA/TXog5KNCSqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bjwExvZndJQ/s72-c/IMG_1419%2B%255BDesktop%2BResolution%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1048727807150487834</id><published>2011-02-27T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T04:51:22.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week.</title><content type='html'>my first week in melbourne seems challenging.&lt;br /&gt;chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;I m gonna start my class at 8.30 am in the morning for three days, i think.. i din really check my new timetable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I feel excited about is doing the emcee for welcome night.&lt;br /&gt;now, I wonder whether it is gonna be good , awesome, intriguing with awe and or watsoeva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the very least, I don't want to just do it. I want to accomplish it with a style. something that I can feel humble about .&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter camp is coming and I am doing games.&lt;br /&gt;and hahahhahaha .&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just one month away. I am going to execute it well. hopefully =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very sad stuff is that I am missing out perspective course for this semester. hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best laid plan isn't gonna work out anymore. but we can't multi task . there are things need to be done with the essence of quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to write about and something to read when I get older.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha this is pretty random.&lt;br /&gt;chuckle!!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is kinda late now.&lt;br /&gt;better to sleep early and have a good start for the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps i can think of jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just too hard to wake up early in the morning with this kind of weather.&lt;br /&gt;wakkakakaakakkaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1048727807150487834?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1048727807150487834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1048727807150487834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1048727807150487834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-week.html' title='first week.'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8988828310217575605</id><published>2011-02-22T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T01:00:22.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whootsy whootsy</title><content type='html'>whootsy whoootsy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days I have this tendency to say this two words.&lt;br /&gt;dun know y but it sounds really cool , u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whootsy whootsy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I always like to end my sentence with eh eh eh.&lt;br /&gt;too malaysian lioa. but I guess my tongue can't help it, more to say my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i decided that to make my speech sounds betttterrr.. I change my eh to aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do u think ending with aye sound a lot professional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' nuts aye'&lt;br /&gt;chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;annoying but I think it is a style of a speech.&lt;br /&gt;stupid aye!  maybe!&lt;br /&gt;chuckle.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, I went out with my mom the whole afternoon to help her out! hahah. actually just accompanying her. well, I had nothing to do or else I would end up sleeping the whole afternoon. I took a short nap .. 2 hours powerful nap. stupid ho! sleep so long for wat.&lt;br /&gt;there is no luxury in sleeping! lots of things to do and ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. we had  a short tea but i ended up having a heavy tea. treat myself watan hor. mom pays of course.&lt;br /&gt;this is home sweet home  where ur pocket wont run dry for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhehhehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, I would be leaving to kl and then to melbourne.. long trip but I anticipate this year challenge~&lt;br /&gt;i think my study would get harder but then, I know that it is a progress and I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. time to pack though.^^ but not much! whootsy whootsy=D&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya aye=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8988828310217575605?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8988828310217575605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/02/whootsy-whootsy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8988828310217575605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8988828310217575605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/02/whootsy-whootsy.html' title='whootsy whootsy'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-117088482112008397</id><published>2011-02-19T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T05:27:41.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>five</title><content type='html'>Five hundred dollars ago,&lt;br /&gt;I had a urge&lt;br /&gt;that I would own this and that&lt;br /&gt;a sound materialistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred dollar later,&lt;br /&gt;I was still the same as I was.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more and nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;Where did the dollar go?&lt;br /&gt;my pocket sprung bunny ears&lt;br /&gt;and yet&lt;br /&gt;the dollar gone.&lt;br /&gt;I dare say my head wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;when the dollar is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred mile and more ago,&lt;br /&gt;I was in another place&lt;br /&gt;away from home&lt;br /&gt;and it was a place that I can be myself&lt;br /&gt;without limit.&lt;br /&gt;yes , again.. achievable with dollars in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;careful there...&lt;br /&gt;Dollar ,yet given, a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five fifty five times ago&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that it is a blessing&lt;br /&gt;without ado, I forfeit the chance&lt;br /&gt;almost&lt;br /&gt;but alas, my future is definite&lt;br /&gt;I was to be in another place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dun have to understand it . as long as I understand it meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;yes , indeed. this post owns a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-117088482112008397?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4725257179261548834</id><published>2011-02-18T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T05:49:32.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is soon!</title><content type='html'>Three months ago, I was so happy about coming back to my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;was actually kinda sad cuz I have to leave my friends in melbourne which was kinda like heart wrenching .. cuz they are like family. u know.. people u see and u interact .. luckily my roomate , JAmes are not that kind of excellent roomate but good frens as well though we sometimes got that bu shuan bu shuan a few times in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuckle but all in all, that was how it was last year and I have been though it and I think I know what I shouldnt do this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual , slacking.&lt;br /&gt;procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wash clothes la on time.&lt;br /&gt;and more coffee which means less coffee.aha!&lt;br /&gt;and also , try jogging once a week. it will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I pride myself on one thing,&lt;br /&gt;punctuality. People out there who could not get their time right , you all seriously need to think more on it. it is frustrating .,. u know.&lt;br /&gt;oops. is that too harsh!?? aw.. . aw.. I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in a few days left, I will be heading back to melbourne. it will be another one whole year. LOts to learn and I wan to travel more this time., KOk how said he is coming to Perth this september .I thinkI would like to explore more of Perth though and of course, see all my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;Mandy has gone back to Perth and I think I miss her Death glare liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one million dollar would drop on my feet if I manage to face her death glare more than 5 seconds. I think even the sky will turn turn upside down. err. weird!&lt;br /&gt;wakkakakkakkaka&lt;br /&gt;hope she won'e be reading this though. ahahahahhahhaha! dun think so... * comforting myself* * nervous* ...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well, I get a job .. part time job this time in MElbourne, I need more pocket money but then, to think about it, I spend a lot on unnessary stuffs and ended up dry.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. I seriously need to manage financially. gosh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think i would be picking apples or more likely packing apple in box during summer. I think it would be a one whoile new experience. well., a way to say I wan to earn some cash this year and go crazy when i come back to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... so cheap . so cheap.. so cheap!!!heehhehhehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m turning 22 next year and ouch! it sounds kinda old. but then, i think i will still look the same as I was right now till 30 . People will wonder .. wow.. ming chai never ever age , u know!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;self reassuring.&lt;br /&gt;kanasai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooops!&lt;br /&gt;hmm I shud start packing. lots of tooth brushes. underwears. lot of it. socks. amber!!!&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhh.. packing is always the last min thingy for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;lazy mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. actually long time i din post anyting in this blog. i shud as the blog owns memories from me which I cant store so much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA, it owns a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is random thoughts from me during the night. funny when i read it again. aiks aiks.&lt;br /&gt;Do i really write that few days from now?&lt;br /&gt;wakkakkakkaa&lt;br /&gt; God bless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4725257179261548834?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4725257179261548834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-is-soon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4725257179261548834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4725257179261548834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-is-soon.html' title='it is soon!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-440565239099215042</id><published>2011-01-21T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T23:25:56.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, I do wonder how is everyone doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-440565239099215042?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/440565239099215042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/440565239099215042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/440565239099215042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-today.html' title='Sometimes, I do wonder how is everyone doing?'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8225376782843643159</id><published>2011-01-03T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T03:32:23.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirious? - I Could Sing Of Your Love Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f5J8DAFNqGM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8225376782843643159?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8225376782843643159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/delirious-i-could-sing-of-your-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8225376782843643159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8225376782843643159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/delirious-i-could-sing-of-your-love.html' title='Delirious? - I Could Sing Of Your Love Forever'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/f5J8DAFNqGM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1789718856133218333</id><published>2011-01-03T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:05:38.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new song for me for new year</title><content type='html'>Hey..I would kickstart my new year with this beautiful song. It has only a few set of simple chords to play but then, to get the ryhthm right, I need to be in there;To be in total trance of my own faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get it right, it doesn't matter. Just sing it cuz I could sing of your love forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the mountain and the sea&lt;br /&gt;Your river runs wih love for me&lt;br /&gt;And I will open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and let the healer set me free.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to be in the truth&lt;br /&gt;And I will daily lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;ForI will always sing&lt;br /&gt;Of when your love came down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could sing of your love forever&lt;br /&gt;I could sing of your love forever.&lt;br /&gt;I could sing of your love forever.&lt;br /&gt;I could do that quite for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I feel like dancing.&lt;br /&gt;It is foolishness , I know.&lt;br /&gt;But when the world has seen the light&lt;br /&gt;They will dance with joy&lt;br /&gt;like we 're dancing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get this right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt; God bless .=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1789718856133218333?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1789718856133218333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-song-for-me-for-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1789718856133218333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1789718856133218333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-song-for-me-for-new-year.html' title='new song for me for new year'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3879232053720476564</id><published>2010-12-29T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T06:33:01.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time 's up</title><content type='html'>Time is up! Time's up! I wouldn't give a damn now cause' it isn't too big a deal for me though anymore. It used to be.We got excited easily.I always start making those new resolution whilst forgone my old resolution.' Have I achieve it?'chuckle.Life's like this. This year has been one whole awesome year. I learn a lot of stuffs. I did not achieve my 2010 resolution cause' I don't even remember I had one. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I picked up guitar when I told myself over and over again to learn it. I did it. I am still amazed that I crawled out of that sandcastle building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;random stuffs that comes out of my mind when I m trying to write. arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;chuckle. 3 more days left. Once again, this year has been a fruitful year. I found that the way I think changes over the years. well , less miang . I guess!! cough cough.wakakakkakakakka.This year holiday is too long. I m sick of it but what I do other than lament on it day and day. I hope no one is reading this but it sucks . holiday sucks big time when you have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;ooops! Random stuffs always run in my mind for no reason. Sometimes, I do think I am a freak. well, I am a freak though. an energetic one. Crazy labelled by some of my friends. wakkakkakakkakkaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. hehehehhe. guess what! I just earn myself a satisfying license. well, I haven't make my license yet but but but..... I got it . and that's the whole point. enough said! I am going to have my glory day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to go back to MElbourne. But then, I can't just leave my mom dad here just like that without blessing them with much. I just can't decide. I always can't. I need opinion. and usually' people's food taste better'. aha! wat a theory but it works just like tat. and I hate it. super hate it!There is one whole month ahead of me . a month and a half!  To be honest, I miss you all. not as much though but then, I really like the fellowship with you all .Though sometimes , I find it hard to communicate with you all. It means we aren't that close but yet we feel close. aha! IT doesn't make sense but it is just the way it is! The first thing to do is to see ya all. wakakkakkakakkakkaka&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told myself I will play 20 ascoutic songs before I go back Melbourne. So far , I have only achieve 4 songs. IF I DUN REACH MY TARGET, I M PURELY A LOSER!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;how I wish sometimes, I have a good voice. I can sing all I want. anywhere and people will keep encouraging me to sing. wakkakakaka. I m such a big dreamer. hehehehhe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sound like  I am monologing all the way. sigh.... guess the threshold of boredom is about to thrash!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;suddenly, I got lazy to write! hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;can i continue again tmr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/6606801972962584941-3879232053720476564?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3879232053720476564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-s-up.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3879232053720476564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3879232053720476564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-s-up.html' title='Time &apos;s up'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3471112435987259882</id><published>2010-12-09T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T06:45:37.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>since back home</title><content type='html'>I should post this . who know that I might be reading my blog two decades from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am touched that Chan , my housemate sent me off to the airport from Southern Cross Station. I could't explain how happy I was that time. I know that sometimes.. well. most of the time, I took him for granted. make fun of him. argue with him. tease him. pull his pant. molest him. pinch his.. oops! but he never take it in seriously. well, I guess that is what friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of that morning was we missed Burke street and got down at Collin street. hahahaha. Guess a little chat in the mundane morning carried us away with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the last glance at him when my bus took off to the airport. Gosh! I never knew I will have a friend like tat.It is truly a blessing. From that , I know I can count on him at my lowest valley.. at my downturn. I know I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, cut the emotional part. I headed to the airport and realized that my sister asked me 6 months ago to buy her chocolate and I... I forgot. chuckle. So , I wonder Around and sigh...... I was frightened away by the price tags. What to do ! I do not want DArk cloud to hang at home if I came home empty handed. aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought her nougat! tax free! save me a buck out of GST! I am so stingy though. &gt;.&lt; chuckle=")&lt;/DIV"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, I saw my old friends from KBU colleges. We had a short chat ... well. the conversation is mostly about ... uni .. uni .. food .. accomodation... study... uni and uni.. and ah..... uni and uni!!&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;THen, IT was time to board in. I was worried at the idea of sitting in the airplane for 8 hours. It has been bothering me for past two weeks. Well, it was time to put to test.&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;the conclusion is ..... HAve you imagine sitting in a box , a tight seat with little leg room and extra bonus of my own fat.. and the box seems like it is not moving at all......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. Alas .. 8 hours past peacefully with a short lunch costing 25 rm and 3 rm for water. pricey but it was good for my stomach. I couldn't complain much. hmmmm...hmmmm..&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;The adventure had just begun. I did not go back home straight when I reached KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl approached me to ask whether I have malaysian Number. Taken by surprise initially but then, she seems kinda nice and she talks a lot. hahahhahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;added her in FAcebook! Voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;to be continue in the next post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WAnted to write more while it is still fresh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless!=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3471112435987259882?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3471112435987259882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/12/since-back-home.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3471112435987259882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3471112435987259882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/12/since-back-home.html' title='since back home'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3044957693357851599</id><published>2010-11-14T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T07:09:58.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bink bank bang!</title><content type='html'>hahhaha. This time it is really a countdown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I spent a wonderful 8 months or nine months. I am just lazy to count.&lt;br /&gt;To break the record.. I attended all the services .. minus one or two .. I guess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt a sense of accomplishment in me. I guess that you and you and you and you really brought me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not that strong here .. pointing it here! and Seeing you all just make me strong.. not only strong but stronger each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my weakness , I am strong to take it all. sound like i heard it somwhere. just dun know the phrasing is correct or not~&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was joking with Chan just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' You are sodium.&lt;br /&gt;brittle and explosive...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'and I am chlorine. stinging and poisonous..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we bond, we become an important element.&lt;br /&gt;we becomes salt. for greater pleasure~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakkakkaa. chuckle. a simple joke to share with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I really enjoy 2010 a lot.&lt;br /&gt;wHen I am bored, devils set it and my thought wavers off... I tend to say things that I don't mean it at all. It is hurting and it changes the way people think about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a simple post tonite.&lt;br /&gt;out of boredom again.. just want to write something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3044957693357851599?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3044957693357851599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/bink-bank-bang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3044957693357851599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3044957693357851599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/bink-bank-bang.html' title='bink bank bang!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3527891191986546506</id><published>2010-11-10T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T18:58:22.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I glad i did it this time.</title><content type='html'>I told myself I will do it and how I glad that I did it.&lt;br /&gt;It is only four chapters and my goodness, I always procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God starts a project , He completes it. and that statement really kickstart my mood and day with awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to the last part, I realised that the whole book or we call it letter consists of four parts.&lt;br /&gt;1. joy in serving&lt;br /&gt;2.joy in believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait! i made a mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;the first one is joy in suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. joy in serving&lt;br /&gt;3. joy in believing&lt;br /&gt;4.joy in giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hmm. if today I have an essay to write about the synopsis on this book. I will definitely fail&lt;br /&gt;cause I could only remember that we rejoice in everything we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. if you are the marker, would I pass with this only?&lt;br /&gt;think again , Ming Chai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...... I can do all in Him who strengthen me. Important verse that governs my life. his words is just so awesome and it is so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if I sum up for today , I would say this is the most important part I should share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian maturity comes from guidance of His. We give excuse that we still have so much to learn. hmm..... I certainly always do this. I gave excuse that I have to grow more .. to learn more. to receive his words more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instruction for us is to live up to what we already know and live out what we have already learned.We do not have to be sidetracked by an unending search for truth.&lt;br /&gt;- A life application-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing.. turn our worries into prayer.&lt;br /&gt;do I want to worry less? then , sit down and pray .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;br /&gt;A quiet time which is of many&lt;br /&gt;It becomes short when it is from Him&lt;br /&gt;Tiny whiny words which ends up a good symphony&lt;br /&gt;to realise that every word is a hymn from Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:ah.. I remember a part on complain and grumpling.I want to write it. i want to write cus i grumple  , complain and whine  a lot. hehhehhehhe =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3527891191986546506?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3527891191986546506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-glad-i-did-it-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3527891191986546506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3527891191986546506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-glad-i-did-it-this-time.html' title='I glad i did it this time.'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1715254016024617664</id><published>2010-11-10T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:50:40.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>philippians</title><content type='html'>Down down up up up and then down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it.&lt;br /&gt;but then, it is actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down up Down up down up down up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Find the essence' This is what Nicholas told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard. I learnt the wrong way and It is hard to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak kata pepatah, ' merebung buluh biarlah dari aurnya. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Thursday. Naruto came out. Waiting for Bleach though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! Yesterday , I thought about hmm.. I wanted to try to read book of Philipians and how much I can cover and understand. I ended up sleeping the afternoon off. well, disappointed was the only word to describe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;went up to eat a dish . kinda expensive. fish tail battered thingy. taste too normal but the  price is just overwelming. wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m just cheap. wahahhaaaahhahhaa. I do think so in a way or two. chuckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with book of Philippians now.&lt;br /&gt;I will blog about it later. yay yay&lt;br /&gt; God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joints creaks&lt;br /&gt;My knuckle arched out.&lt;br /&gt;Fingers interwined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1715254016024617664?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1715254016024617664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/philippians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1715254016024617664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1715254016024617664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/philippians.html' title='philippians'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7753008076623476595</id><published>2010-11-09T16:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T17:07:16.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's worth living</title><content type='html'>The BCF that keep me going and recharged despite having no proper cell for a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt that something isn't right anymore. actually felt distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great chat with Kyong Eun and always saw a part of her that is unique everyday. more to come. more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back soon. Should I be happy or extremely happy? well, go back home first and experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know next year, something is going to change for the better or it might not be expected for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that everything isn't about fellowship only. It isn't the only switch. We only want to feel comfortable. Let's challenge ourselves to it. I mean myself and not you. well, My thought though.&lt;br /&gt;That's how I can grow more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about me accepting challenge and not all about myself milking the best of everything. Well, we have a choice. I chose mine subtlely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks. I can't wait. I mean.. I can't wait for the end and start again.&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly scare of boredom. I prefer hectic life though I m sick of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I do think that I expect more of others . expecting that they can do more than that. well, they are just the same as me. expecting the same. I am just being selfish. I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I felt that you are not the family I thought you all are.&lt;br /&gt;We still have lots of time to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am  sure that we are all given great plan by HIM . We have a purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;don't grumple , Ming Chai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the way u blog.It isn't a fulfilling life. It isn't a life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crawl out and sometimes, Think about what you have done less about yourself. don't judge. life isn't about you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7753008076623476595?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7753008076623476595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/lifes-worth-living.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7753008076623476595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7753008076623476595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/lifes-worth-living.html' title='life&apos;s worth living'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-9049258889556032896</id><published>2010-11-03T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T06:16:54.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recieve and share</title><content type='html'>There is one thing that I think I should share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the art of receiving.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one time when my friends bought me a watch as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't so surprised or even react dramatically at it.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. sad , right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I fake up being surprised that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just like to share and give.&lt;br /&gt;It is not that I am generous or what but then, I really like the idea of you accepting it and I feel accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple as that. If you accept it  and I felt accepted , I receive.&lt;br /&gt;well. technically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't praise me If I have done something good to you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't praise me if I am being nice to you.&lt;br /&gt;just don't.. I do not know how to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a part of me to share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the mean time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: If you have put effort in doing something for me, well.. I will try.. I will try...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-9049258889556032896?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/9049258889556032896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/recieve-and-share.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/9049258889556032896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/9049258889556032896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/recieve-and-share.html' title='recieve and share'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3760773610060880791</id><published>2010-10-31T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T02:37:22.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heart</title><content type='html'>don't always follow your heart. It is not secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what you think from heart might be right&lt;br /&gt;though your heart is on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, It is always right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3760773610060880791?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3760773610060880791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/heart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3760773610060880791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3760773610060880791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/heart.html' title='heart'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3157209545631807074</id><published>2010-10-26T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:30:52.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reboot</title><content type='html'>I have to be more responsible to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own money&lt;br /&gt;my study&lt;br /&gt;my thought&lt;br /&gt;my time&lt;br /&gt;my friends&lt;br /&gt;people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to start something where I have left and completely left&lt;br /&gt;I am rebooting. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I got to write this despite having exam in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;God bless=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3157209545631807074?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3157209545631807074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/reboot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3157209545631807074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the very least, I know what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-85229403673789237?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/85229403673789237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/85229403673789237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/85229403673789237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/advice.html' title='an advice'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7258587090723244485</id><published>2010-10-19T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T06:42:25.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>faint memories</title><content type='html'>There is always a piece of memory I regret so much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have done that but I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then , I realized that I have so much to learn.&lt;br /&gt;so much to seek.&lt;br /&gt;so much to bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r just part of sth that is worth less than a dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't change but I will manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7258587090723244485?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7258587090723244485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/faint-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7258587090723244485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7258587090723244485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/faint-memories.html' title='faint memories'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8625646048798255362</id><published>2010-10-19T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T06:39:45.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>study</title><content type='html'>study is really a shame when it comes to last minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth would I do that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that no matter how much I want to focus..&lt;br /&gt;I waver off in the next few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of just snuggle into my bed thrill me off.&lt;br /&gt;sleep feeds me&lt;br /&gt;and dream makes me estastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I can't help fretting about how much i engrossed myself  in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying hard to fit in so much into head and found out that I haven tried hard enuf.&lt;br /&gt;I should try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is next week. i dun mind not scoring cuz I think i have done well before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You r nothing. cuz I beated u in this twelve weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo ..&lt;br /&gt; God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8625646048798255362?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8625646048798255362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8625646048798255362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8625646048798255362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/study.html' title='study'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4122747045675291563</id><published>2010-10-17T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T04:14:39.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exam</title><content type='html'>I felt the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo~&lt;br /&gt;I can go crazy anytime.&lt;br /&gt; dun be just yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves me a lot&lt;br /&gt;cheers~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4122747045675291563?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4122747045675291563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/exam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4122747045675291563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4122747045675291563'/><link 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philipians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt; hehehhhehehhehheehehhe&lt;br /&gt; it will be fun.,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8479117233083899763?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8479117233083899763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-flunked-my-test-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8479117233083899763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8479117233083899763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-flunked-my-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1947102220028885157</id><published>2010-10-11T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:08:36.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oo... oo.. be my baby.&lt;br /&gt;I will look after you..&lt;br /&gt;oooh ohh..&lt;br /&gt;be my baby..&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been in my head for this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1947102220028885157?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1947102220028885157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1947102220028885157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1947102220028885157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/oo.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8411374287859636102</id><published>2010-10-04T03:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T03:08:16.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear.. there is one month less or less than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8411374287859636102?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8411374287859636102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8411374287859636102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8411374287859636102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4728520062246219916</id><published>2010-10-03T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T04:59:59.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.55 mind</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me before what if you are bird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;I want to see what is at the other end of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked if I were you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;thanks goodness , it did not happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked if I would lose all my hairs&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;At least , I am taller than my hairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked what if I fall in love..&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;WHy do you want to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me why you always don't mind..&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;on what stuffs????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked that why do u like to read..&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;because life is planned inside there. WE know what is going to happen. and it can never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me so.??.....&lt;br /&gt;we can appreciate that we can change our destiny and fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another short post =) today.&lt;br /&gt;all in three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different meanings though&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless u all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4728520062246219916?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4728520062246219916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/1055-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4728520062246219916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4728520062246219916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/1055-mind.html' title='10.55 mind'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5182759300558020120</id><published>2010-10-03T04:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T04:54:35.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.54 mind</title><content type='html'>It is all about being brief&lt;br /&gt;at times&lt;br /&gt;It is all about being a while&lt;br /&gt;at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it never settle in.&lt;br /&gt;you never see what is at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all about being brave&lt;br /&gt;at times&lt;br /&gt;It is all about being wild&lt;br /&gt;at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It defeats all possibilites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5182759300558020120?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5182759300558020120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/1054-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5182759300558020120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5182759300558020120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/1054-mind.html' title='10.54 mind'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7351984430342191273</id><published>2010-10-03T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T04:46:38.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIBE</title><content type='html'>I came back home at 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;and then , had a nap for an hour  and straightaway jumped up ..&lt;br /&gt;saw my half drank coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered It was an hour ago.. I sipped the last few drops down , ready to pound on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastor sandy said we all have an adventure to live for&lt;br /&gt;and it strikes me that I have still some crazy thing to do at times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did what we planned two days ago but this time , we started at 3 am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe amazing journey to Wiliamstwon beach .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to i phone google map, it is 14 .4 km which is of course far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however it is only a glance and a gaze away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed by Jess on how much she can do for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;she mentioned that she is nervous.&lt;br /&gt;but she braved herself.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help noticing her&lt;br /&gt;just to realize that I have much to work on&lt;br /&gt;and how much of myself which I have taken granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for a better change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was pretty worried of everyone. We are all good cyclist. not big deal though. Although it was jess's first time.... I worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to rely on HIm for the cicumstances thatI can't control .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that this trip is a lot about gaining and there wasnt a bit of losing.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I always give in to temper and anger when I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I treat you , you , you, you different from you , you , you and you.&lt;br /&gt; I felt that I felt that I can't muster out when I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I am always bothered by fatigue and it connects well with mood.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I felt too much .&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I think of what will happen next rather than the presence.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that You are just way too cool.=)&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I have a certain amount of patience and beyond that, it is still patience but it is keeping it all in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. it is dunsay nite or sunday nite~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I can muster it all out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let 's just face it.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;God bless u all .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7351984430342191273?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7351984430342191273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/vibe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7351984430342191273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7351984430342191273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/vibe.html' title='VIBE'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6200677382265283510</id><published>2010-09-27T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T05:01:38.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ticket</title><content type='html'>I am going back to Malaysia soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too soon. and I fell in love with my friends here.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mom and Dad a lot&lt;br /&gt;it has been a year since I have seen them.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing is this time I wonder how old have they grown to look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing them will surely be blissful..  it will be a happy reunion...&lt;br /&gt;however, after a few weeks, everything will be back to normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start missing my friends again. I guess that Life here has been different.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the distinctions I got from my studies that makes me feel whole but the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fellowship here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that the whole point is that I can't make a desicion here.&lt;br /&gt;whether I want it or not..&lt;br /&gt; I have been too comfortable for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend told me to enjoy life while you can... now !&lt;br /&gt;not worrying about later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry a lot though I smile excessively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I have sore feet and legs. argh. I hate stair. those sheer slope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short momento =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHen life tells you that you aren't ready yet,&lt;br /&gt;tell her you can be her best friend when she is ready.&lt;br /&gt;This is just life..... =)&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6200677382265283510?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6200677382265283510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/ticket.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6200677382265283510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6200677382265283510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/ticket.html' title='ticket'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6878297200284731035</id><published>2010-09-26T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T09:04:37.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking now</title><content type='html'>I guess there is a lot of things that we are sometimes unsure about ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember there are once few years back .. i guess I am immature that time..&lt;br /&gt;but come on!! who would think of one being immature...&lt;br /&gt; ciuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my friends what do they think of me?&lt;br /&gt;such a weird question , rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think only one close friend of mine .. quite close la considering ..we both wonder around till late at night.&lt;br /&gt;chuckle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he managed to say something about me that opens up the way I think about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I think it takes a while to realize that it is hard to correct others the way you want them to be unless u love them and treasure them a lot in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is even harder to accept people's fact about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. Food for thought for tomorrow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that although poeple look at me as a conversationist( that 's the way I think about others about me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize one thing about myself.. i ain't a good conversationist and often i found myself lost at words with particular person. I just click up something to chat up and eventually , small little conversation can happen and it can never goes beyond that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I have a flair to talk for starters but never after that cause ' I think I dont have a heart to go beyond that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... I should review it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;aha! another food for thought. just now, was for lunch. this one is for high tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have high tea, u know~ that 's why I am fat and I am never proud of it. chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next....&lt;br /&gt;let's do some pondering. I have a friend who considers evrything I said and ponder about it. HE felt that when I said it , I meant it. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the surprised look everytime I lit his lightbulbs..&lt;br /&gt;wooo..... he looks like he found his orgasm! wakkakakkakkaka&lt;br /&gt;just a way to say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my beloved friends, kyong eun. her mom said that I look like 21 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! she knows how to treasure me ! I feel touched in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;love you although we have language barrier.&lt;br /&gt;kasameda!&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakkkakka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to quit something which i should have quit long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;I quit! and thats it!( don't ask me. i aint gona tell) chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;Praise the LOrd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing but then, without extensive reading, I can never write better.&lt;br /&gt;English has limitation.I am fortunate to have yet to hit the limitation.&lt;br /&gt; meaning i have more readings to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I discriminate. I shouldnt. and cuz it doesn't matter whether she said&lt;br /&gt; ni hao&lt;br /&gt; or he said.&lt;br /&gt; yellenbonlenge..&lt;br /&gt;IT doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;muaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing I felt that whenever I felt moody. I would leave everything behind.&lt;br /&gt;and just lay on the bed .. as I change the way i sleep. this time , the pillow is behing my head rather than hugging it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept well for a nap. hmm.. then, i would wake up to realize that I have so much things to love about rather than to grumple and be bitter about little little pricks! ouch ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that in my dream, I walked with the one whom I really love ( JEsus_ or _ perhaps just listen to hope of all heart) in that particular spot in the green pasture .. overlooking the high sea... the ocean. with whale in the distance .. with sea gulls flying here and there. ( without dungs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how lovely is that.. well. when i dream, I have colour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up just in time to redeem my time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to grow old. I cant wait to do more than what I should do. I cant wait to crawl out of my own shell. I cant wait.. i cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why? You haven even thought of settling down with that moment of yours now.&lt;br /&gt;There is always time for everything. season for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will come whereI will do this and that.&lt;br /&gt;Time will come when I am ready.&lt;br /&gt;Time will come when I cant wait to do what I should do,&lt;br /&gt;by that, it is either bring it on or let it flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! aha! suddenly ,I felt that I m relieved from a bolster!&lt;br /&gt;God never fail =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the most important post ever!&lt;br /&gt;God bless u all&lt;br /&gt; written in a total of 10 min!&lt;br /&gt;wakkakakkakkaakkakakkak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6878297200284731035?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6878297200284731035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/waking-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6878297200284731035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6878297200284731035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/waking-now.html' title='Waking now'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7402393408366337679</id><published>2010-09-26T03:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T04:04:00.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>Out of the blues, I just want to produce a few words that I can tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There are certain losses that we have to be ready.&lt;br /&gt;2. The losses are from our reluctancy to believe that we are sure to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Smiles because it is reassuring but it is hard to lie to yourself when you take off the mask away when you are alone&lt;br /&gt;4. There is no lies when It comes to that close to your heart. Your heart never lie. You just want to let it be just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard the song in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You heard the familiar voice in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You heard the resounding thud in your heart .&lt;br /&gt;before.&lt;br /&gt;You heard the knocks again and again.&lt;br /&gt;You heard the calling from your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to contain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard the tickle in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You felt the acidic burn in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You felt the pump in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;all coming close when you come close to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are reluctant.&lt;br /&gt;you are too egoistic.&lt;br /&gt;too afraid  to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7402393408366337679?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7402393408366337679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/blue.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7402393408366337679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7402393408366337679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2495190399174225551</id><published>2010-08-16T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T05:02:34.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a step of faith</title><content type='html'>chuckle. This is really a piece of memory that never got loose off my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walk ,I always like to see people's pace. hmph. more like the tempo of their walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized that it happened when I was walking with my dad. He walked a step too big when I was his knee high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to follow his footstep . step by step. I couldn't catch up. But I tried. and It was fun just to walk a life with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the tempo doesn't match, I take a deep breathe.&lt;br /&gt;fuuuuuhh... stop momentarily , stepped twice and emulate his steps.&lt;br /&gt;there it goes. It spells a song in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thud thud thud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there it goes with the faith we have. We want to be just like You. Taking the same steps to Glory~&lt;br /&gt; God bless. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2495190399174225551?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2495190399174225551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/step-of-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2495190399174225551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2495190399174225551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/step-of-faith.html' title='a step of faith'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2062434283014147822</id><published>2010-08-12T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T06:08:24.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the way of life</title><content type='html'>He wakes up each morning , make it a habit to kneel down and pray silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thank you for a night 's rest. I belong to you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you fall asleep as you pray , Don't worry. What better place to doze off than in the arms of your Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2062434283014147822?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2062434283014147822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/way-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2062434283014147822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2062434283014147822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/way-of-life.html' title='the way of life'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1291296797869168729</id><published>2010-08-11T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T07:26:54.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12/24am</title><content type='html'>How I wish I was bold enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selagi Langit memayungi bumi , selagi aku jadi alpa&lt;br /&gt;Betapaku merangkap di sisipannya&lt;br /&gt;makinku ditelan dalam&lt;br /&gt;Aku pasrah tak terhingga&lt;br /&gt;Aku lesu di laranya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sympony of words that crosses my mind .&lt;br /&gt;It marks my sudden surge of emotion .&lt;br /&gt;Time now: 12;24 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1291296797869168729?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1291296797869168729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/1224am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1291296797869168729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1291296797869168729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/1224am.html' title='12/24am'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8012931694251943570</id><published>2010-08-07T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T07:04:33.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nah.... =)</title><content type='html'>nah... I think I will find it hard to breathe when concealed in a world so tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I wonder which part of me keep me moving so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I guess that I are trying so hard to be so much in so many places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I reakon I would just disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I wish that I have amnesia and that's it. I forgot all and argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah...I would just stand there and watch myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... Rather than I doing stuffs that suffocates me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.... I find it enriching sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.... I am not a superman nor even can lift that bolster off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.... I like the way it hurt . It makes me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.... I think I should not have done that. cant rewind. take it or leave it. I took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I swore that I have deal with it. I think. But it doesn't get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I sing of grace but it wasn't my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I want to reach there but along the way, I thought of why ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I want it the way It is but what's the fun ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... I gonna stay but not forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... nah.. nah.. nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gonna be myself.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godbless~ * dedicate to those who feel the same way I wrote there* it may not be me but then, I feel that it worths the read though~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8012931694251943570?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8012931694251943570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/nah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8012931694251943570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8012931694251943570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/nah.html' title='nah.... =)'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5422088205233319936</id><published>2010-08-06T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T08:22:17.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh choooooo</title><content type='html'>I have a story to tell&lt;br /&gt;to lift it up the&lt;br /&gt;bolster off my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a short song&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;the shorter it is ,&lt;br /&gt;the more you pounder&lt;br /&gt;and the more your mind waver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tingling feeling of sort&lt;br /&gt;there it tickles me&lt;br /&gt;not of humour&lt;br /&gt;and not of comfort&lt;br /&gt;definitely .............&lt;br /&gt;you get what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought of why&lt;br /&gt;but never come across why why?&lt;br /&gt;so why ?&lt;br /&gt;and why not?&lt;br /&gt;hmph...&lt;br /&gt;It is just another mental block.&lt;br /&gt;don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climbed out of the box&lt;br /&gt;to find out there is another box&lt;br /&gt;climbing over again&lt;br /&gt;another and another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to realize that I should sit back and relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me to jump.&lt;br /&gt;I said .ok.....&lt;br /&gt;that's the limit.&lt;br /&gt;he said the sky 's the limit.&lt;br /&gt;he got to be kidding.&lt;br /&gt;cuz ' I thought he is just way too positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, If you ask me to jump,&lt;br /&gt;I said. how high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I am shifting.&lt;br /&gt;but where?&lt;br /&gt;you told me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER BEFORE EVEN THE SHIP SINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me now? how much does it cost you to come so far?&lt;br /&gt;hmph....&lt;br /&gt; nothing?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;All that matter is you and me in this journey.&lt;br /&gt;That's what matter the most .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made of Adam&lt;br /&gt;You are made of Adam&lt;br /&gt;We are the same&lt;br /&gt;what makes you different from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just random post coming out of my head at 1.21 am .&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why i wrote like this.&lt;br /&gt; trust me~&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya who read this~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5422088205233319936?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5422088205233319936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/ahhhh-choooooo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5422088205233319936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5422088205233319936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/ahhhh-choooooo.html' title='ahhhh choooooo'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1050318934426732022</id><published>2010-07-09T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T07:49:25.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's dig back to the past which constitutes a me as a whole~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come and join me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past is quite as typical as everyone here.&lt;br /&gt;I was spoilt in a way by toys and food.  Well, I wasn't the kind that was born with a silver spoon in my mouth but then, all I could remember that..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was blurrish. It is like rubbing ur eyes waking up from a realm of dream ..... yawn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. I remember my mom had long curly hair that looks like some kind of rock star... well, i could say she might look like some kind of celebrities.. but then,.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.. I stick to rock star. cause' it is awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that my mom just finished ironed a set of clothes and I was curious that time..&lt;br /&gt; I went to touch the iron after than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that I shouted loudly. screaming literally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' ah ma... hai tong ah.. ' my eyes were teary red. but then, my mom was fast .. she went to take some ice and cool it down and then, she went through all the lectures about this and that......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAck then , it wasnt that nice to my ear but now, thinking it back makes me feel comforting. ah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sweet now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was small, I was quite popular with this stance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to swim but then , not that kind that swim in the water .. but ...... that kind that swim on the ground when my needs and desire are not fullfilled.&lt;br /&gt;I did not talk much back then. haven trigger that mode yet. u know....... I was a bit premature !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when my parents were late for a outing... I will feel disappointed and start swimming on the ground. well... thinking it back , it was , of course, unpleasant to my reputation...&lt;br /&gt; but then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just made up a story to laugh about when I got older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents used to tease me whenever they have this mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, there are always this time of the month of every month~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I am a timid boy since small. perhaps even now .. I bet I do in matter of&lt;br /&gt;-confession of feeling&lt;br /&gt;-become someone's douche bag&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps scare to tell mom that someone bully me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's normal though. evryone had that moment too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. I am a bit tired now. wana watch simpson now. hehehhehe. want to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless and loves ya on whoever who read&lt;br /&gt; this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word to finish this post ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a mountain .&lt;br /&gt;we are yet to reach the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but are we able to enjoy it to the fullest when we reach there?&lt;br /&gt;that's why we should take our time when we climb up our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is all about quality~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1050318934426732022?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1050318934426732022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-dig-back-to-past-which-constitutes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1050318934426732022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1050318934426732022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-dig-back-to-past-which-constitutes.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7708695003847204431</id><published>2010-07-07T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T04:32:10.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'God will not give you so much that you can't handle.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this phrase really helping me to go through time now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say, it helps me brave through life~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so fragile. We can never fathom events of life. When they emerge into our life, banging our door desperately, despite our stubborness, we have to let them through be it or not~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are desperate time where we keep pounding our state of mind to stand properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then , WE are too weary to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there are still someone out there who want to challenge their own might under forcibly will.&lt;br /&gt;They would love to be in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I hope that I can walk too in their shoes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...... I have no idea how to write anymore ..&lt;br /&gt;just to say, God loves you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7708695003847204431?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7708695003847204431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-will-not-give-you-so-much-that-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7708695003847204431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7708695003847204431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-will-not-give-you-so-much-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2061537477836272576</id><published>2010-06-27T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T06:45:36.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what i did this Sunday?</title><content type='html'>Today it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good is never enough to explain how unexplainable today was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell group , Crosslight cook church lunch today for two services.&lt;br /&gt;IT was a special dish from indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INdonesian mee goreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.. u all might think it is just any simple dish u find else where .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, it tastes totally different.&lt;br /&gt;It has this sour tingling and spiceness that tickle ur tongue. I dun know how to explain it but then, every mee goreng that comes out in different wok taste slightly different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; no offence~&lt;br /&gt;wakkaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it matches my emperor tongue.&lt;br /&gt;yummy is the word!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, today is not all about the church lunch but well, tat is not wat the customers think about.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day where we really excell as a team  and we deliver it so much so that it transcends beyond the essence of love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: My heart labels ' do not enter '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, Love came in and enter without knocking'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claiming that it is not illiterate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2061537477836272576?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2061537477836272576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/guess-what-i-did-this-sunday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2061537477836272576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2061537477836272576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/guess-what-i-did-this-sunday.html' title='Guess what i did this Sunday?'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5286240763622342743</id><published>2010-06-25T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:06:46.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a week!!! lets lament about!</title><content type='html'>Good gracious. I just finish first semester of my engineering course. hmph.. It is kind of redundant because.. u know .. u know.. even those of the same age as me has already ahead of me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best damned thing I am still fast forwarding but then a few step behind my friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing ever happen to me here in Melbourne is meeting a cell group here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.. I cannot be unfair to those I met in Malaysia by saying they are less of those here but then I am saying that I am now able to grasp the fact that from now on, those friends I meet on the my journey of life are very much treasured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone from my past said that I am authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who said I am famous for ridiculous pepper chili tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, let s forget about the sarcastic remark about me. It lands me in real hot soup back in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph.. chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have four year here in Melbourne . By end of that four year, I am hmph.... let me calculate. I am 23 plusplus  minus the look that akin to 40 ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what would I achieve in this four year? Is It only academic vice?&lt;br /&gt;sound catchy but then , we can't foretell our path but then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damned curious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a friend who remind me that by saying this to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Frankly to say, my dear,  I don't give a damn on my future. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. I miss him in a way of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the idea of waking up the next morning that I am having holiday and I did not plan on what i should do~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT is so pathethic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once remember I wrote a poem which offence a teacher personally .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, I did not know how IT can be like tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are definietly heavy with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around my room. it is a mess . chuckle . I want to clean it up but then , i leave it aside first.&lt;br /&gt;guess that it reflects on my character well from this. I am lazy for myself but then, i am willing for other in a way of two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did 5 sit up and 5 push up and ends up huffing and puffing for breathe. I am a lost soul trapped in an extremely mangled body over time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am what I live and I am lamenting on myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a nagger of time and time and time again, I never stop lamenting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop writing and I found myself so negative though~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause' today, I am like a frog , lamenting for rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it and I hate it too .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5286240763622342743?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5286240763622342743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-has-been-week-lets-lament-about.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5286240763622342743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5286240763622342743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-has-been-week-lets-lament-about.html' title='It has been a week!!! lets lament about!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-23969132167465997</id><published>2010-03-07T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:34:18.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aussie . land of kangaroo and koala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5Ogh-B_roI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sDOBRECbUVM/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445872879868554882" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5Ogh-B_roI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sDOBRECbUVM/s200/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainin leong( private photo) still look cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OghWFCPqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JnRhV8pZmsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445872869143887522" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OghWFCPqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JnRhV8pZmsQ/s200/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coolest guy !! witha dog. arthur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OghGbIQaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/efRWa8QKPhE/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445872864941588898" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OghGbIQaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/efRWa8QKPhE/s200/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sneak pic^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OgglqkGgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0Wr6Rklckno/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445872856147958274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OgglqkGgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0Wr6Rklckno/s200/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uni in my dream la.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OggO6CdFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Rlicw5KhJ5I/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445872850038846546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5OggO6CdFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Rlicw5KhJ5I/s200/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dooarway to my first nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445867083148652242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObQjkRbtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/H6V8cjRyxV4/s200/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first church service in melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObQBJvN4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/KcAk3-3uBs4/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445867073910552450" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObQBJvN4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/KcAk3-3uBs4/s200/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tats y i bought it&lt;br /&gt;my first food in rmit. cheap nia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObPl7cQ7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/QgTt7-J331s/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445867066602832818" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObPl7cQ7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/QgTt7-J331s/s200/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;china town. my town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObPJMwRxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/F_GBJn32irA/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445867058890819346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObPJMwRxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/F_GBJn32irA/s200/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea wat place is tis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random pic la&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObOs4VfRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JVOG9bX5mr0/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445867051288984850" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5ObOs4VfRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JVOG9bX5mr0/s200/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umbrella ^^&lt;br /&gt;My gosh.. I have left the blog deprived of words. Aw.aw.. aw.. It is screaming for my attention or should I put it this way.. It lacks my attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New place demands New life. And I guess I could only start with Aussieland~ land of Kangaroo and koala( the stereotype). well. a little dash of asian people. how is that ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kind of unlucky though for the departure moment. I had to set off on the eve of Chinese New year ( which is so uncool and unfair to me) to kuala lumpur. Arrived there at 12 pm which was really late for me but I had a really really meaningful dinner with my family just a few hours before. Phew!! Just in time.My mom could really cook real fast. THanks to the Honourable Jpa who made the last emergency call prompting me to end up in dearer flight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cool is that? neh.. forgiven. it is aussie btw and I kind of really fall in love with the place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven sweat a bit . as in standing against the stunning sun rays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt untouchable.( Dream on. Baby ming chai!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there was one unlucky person who is even worst than me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my beloved James who is going to brave the course with me for FOUR freaking year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya!! he is getting used it though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my unreasonable moles************** t and torture ( in a more tender lover and care type of approach) ^^vIn a nut shell( for him ) ( come on. this blog is my lime light) he had to wait 12 hours for me. and then. another 5 hours for jpa and 4 more for d flight. pity pity.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe peace , james!! no one should know about this.. I m ironic. wakekekek\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i should really thanks James for his help . He saves 2 weeks of my accomodation and thats means i save my money to a whole new level!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw( his aunty is a millionaire) my gosh!! her house is a mansion. she drove a crv. her daughter drove a honda civic. 2.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darn. when can i get that filty rich!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neh. not a chance at all la! WOrk hard la ming chai!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I shud. gosh!! i dun know wat future will i be.. which point.. where would i land myself. what kind of lifestyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh. terrible kinds of mindset!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enuf of my personal issues. DAs ist genug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aussie really boast its polite citizens . This atmosphere of positivities is everywhere. They&lt;br /&gt;really know how to make you comfortable evrywhere. YOu can be so blur and confused But they will light your way to star dome( well. too exergerating liao)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aussie weather is being unreasonable. hot and cold . changing like someone mood!! i guess. simple said nia for an illustration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For d moment, i think RMit is fair enough for me. I like it .. hmph. or might not like it tat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess melbourne uni is better though for it up - to - stndard type of uni style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RMIT is everywhere. You just cant get ur eyes of it. If you get tired of RMIT, Jsut go to the suburb and enjoy~ but don't head to Bandoraa. IT is RMit again! DARn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha . chuckle. Just making fun of it once a while. Ahhh.. RMIT just dominated melbourne city..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldnt help myself for saying it . again and again~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aw.. aw.. aw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmph. next~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Planet shaker which really rock me.. i think deafening sounds better.I prefer a church with a more decent touch. family atmoshpere would b d rite word. woah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next destination- Cross Culture church!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's end this. I m getting bored of typing. even my words are beginning to look like msn type of words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a self inflicted emoing line of words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how hard can we try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can never reach the target that we intended&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuz' there are lotsa changes we see and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how small a improvisation we make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can smirk d whole page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let 's turn the next page &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but dun start it all over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuz from point zero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u will nvr make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u nvr start &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its still ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when u deter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that when it is called an obstacle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and obstacle is sth u wouldnt see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if u dun deviate from the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, hip hip hooray . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bcuz we have reach here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then . wake up!! and turn over the next page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is a new blank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and start writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a new journey but not a new life.!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-23969132167465997?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/23969132167465997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/ainin-leong-private-photo-still-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/23969132167465997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/23969132167465997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/ainin-leong-private-photo-still-look.html' title='aussie . land of kangaroo and koala'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S5Ogh-B_roI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sDOBRECbUVM/s72-c/IMG_0109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2858237798532498631</id><published>2010-01-18T20:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:54:38.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>double star to sajian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S1U20tGXIVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDUcbiX0yiI/s1600-h/sajian+and+double+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428305204952375634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S1U20tGXIVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDUcbiX0yiI/s320/sajian+and+double+star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been long since I write something.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was an awesome nite with a bunch of friends .I am not so sure why on earth it is always this few people again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe double star cafe was not that awesome yet There were too many of us and we ended up sitting in a long table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to even speak to the other end. we have to shout. I think we just dominate double star for that nite. apologies to the Boss .WE just put the fish market to shame. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;kok how bought new handphone. kind of state of arts type but I think I am too 'old' for that type of phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sticking to k770i is just good enough~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;WE have another cool events coming up..&lt;br /&gt;Kok how just booked an apartment in Imperial mall and we are going to flunk that place into pieces. Tear d pillow apart and put on really really punk music in the air!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sTIll students mar!! no offence ,kay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIan would be delighted to be the food chef of the day. ANythign about the food , her eyes sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmp. I guess I have to bade her GOod bye .. SHE is leaving to PErth for extra experience and amazing loneliness!! JUst to tease u !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually when we had our first limteh&lt;br /&gt; at one particular place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone would definitely comes out with .. ' where is our next stop'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAJIAN!!&lt;br /&gt;kaka!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate 80 satays tat nite and gosh.. vian can reli eat le~ i think she ate one stick more than me!! chomp chomp away~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shariel too bored and cant resist  playing with the satay stick and gosh . it almost .. almost.. flew to .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my.... censored-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. chuckle~&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far we are. how lost we are to each other.&lt;br /&gt; no contact. no voices nemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still can come back for a gathering or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all turning 20 this yrs.&lt;br /&gt;I really anticipate more of this in near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to tell the truth , i really appreciate you an you you an you over here an there!!&lt;br /&gt;let's see wat 2010 can offer to us and darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope we can have more topics to talk about !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;and God bless&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2858237798532498631?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2858237798532498631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/double-star-to-sajian_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2858237798532498631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2858237798532498631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/double-star-to-sajian_18.html' title='double star to sajian!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S1U20tGXIVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDUcbiX0yiI/s72-c/sajian+and+double+star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7344187119279921356</id><published>2010-01-18T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:37:36.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>double star to sajian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S1U20tGXIVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDUcbiX0yiI/s1600-h/sajian+and+double+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428305204952375634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S1U20tGXIVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDUcbiX0yiI/s320/sajian+and+double+star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7344187119279921356?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7344187119279921356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/double-star-to-sajian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7344187119279921356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7344187119279921356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/double-star-to-sajian.html' title='double star to sajian!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/S1U20tGXIVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDUcbiX0yiI/s72-c/sajian+and+double+star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1060904823025660292</id><published>2009-12-28T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T08:17:57.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am amazed by how some people can be so calm...&lt;br /&gt;so calm despite the nonchalant atmosphere, accepting all kind of pressure as though their mind and soul are porous .&lt;br /&gt;Truly something we can learn about from them . Truly something We can shape and mould ourselves if we desire it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmp. Actually, I don'l like writing a post tonite! But then, I really have nothing to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk random again.This time WE walk into the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I am still awake .. wide awake at 12.04 am. and still going to till the end of this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I am still making up my mind whether I want to join them for badminton later in the evening&lt;br /&gt;(maklumlah it is already past midnite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I am taking my car law test this thursday. Too lazy~ I haven't even start studying the book yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am going to sibu this thursday. Gosh!  6hours journey! Ish hasse such long trip!&lt;br /&gt;God bless this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Result is coming out this wednesday. I am nervous sick. thinking about it spoil my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best , guys!! again and again! echo away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am coming back on the 3 rd. I don't wana stay long in Sibu . I guess it is boring as well !&lt;br /&gt;sure ly, i would be stuck at home all day long. ( thanks goodness! I have mobile broadband)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, i can still live! nothing to brag about actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. miss sarikei. my mummy's hometown. I miss my grandpa's house! i mean i kind of enjoy the vilage type of smell. the pepper fragrance. the chicken shit aroma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dogs scrubbing their body on the gorund becuz of lice attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rooster ( how do u call the sound it makes early in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cat purring. surprising ly, the cat and dog don't fight like the stray one in miri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am ready to tackle the result . this is not my first time anticiapting for it. the pent up feeling  ready to be vent up is always there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i think i will just go for the badminton la. I am sure goin to miss those of my friends there.&lt;br /&gt;i won;t be seeing them nemore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of rookies in the circle. even vivian is begining to have a resemblance of me liao!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what we have now. we won't be able to grasp it for long. Just a simple of contact can evoke and brings us back all together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: hp&lt;br /&gt;and facebook work well here^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1060904823025660292?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1060904823025660292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-amazed-by-how-some-people-can-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1060904823025660292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1060904823025660292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-amazed-by-how-some-people-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8452392062839392517</id><published>2009-12-26T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T09:38:00.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days to counting more of new days</title><content type='html'>Five more to counting new days...&lt;br /&gt;I guess reading that sentences can natural pop question mark in everyone head here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a bit of kutuk here an there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.. Ming chai ini tak pernah henti la cakap putar sini sana'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stripped myself of thinking too emotional and give my damn dusty soul a clean sweep!&lt;br /&gt;maklumlah New year is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siew wuen said she wants to be more friendly. That's her resolution! sort of. But I should just ask her to retain the exotic part of her there and Don't give it a new look for it.  come on, siew wuen~!!( if u happen to be too bored and read my blog) It 's always okay to keep that coat of yours and that 's what makes you really special . and that's why I am your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;She shot her pictures clearer this time with higher resolution. Now , it is my turn to do so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmp. i guess it is always hard for me to stick to one resolution. My mind is very subtle. I think of one thing I want to do, and whatever interest me the next moment. i guess i m cold enough to leave my passion drowned by my desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming new year is to challenge myself to fulfill one and not second and not let third clouds the first and let first be the one that might be the pivotal to my success in every single way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;'My success is not the same as others as it cannot be measured and fulfilling it to my satisfation is already enough. More than enough. K eep pushing myself to the limit is decieving myself over and over again' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; over and over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as it will echo in my head.. ....... over an over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let 's make it random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am still awake at 1.11 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I  don't like to write blog but I know once  I write something, the idea will flow and keep flowing. and that's why I love writing . although i may not write out the best for all read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. New year is coming. I miss the old times with friends. I scorn at my stupidity and my stubborness and my lack of insight that hurt friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I think I did not tell how much I treasure my mom and  dad this year. But sometimes, words alone can't express much but intention .We can see it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I sulk easily when things doesnt get alone my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I laugh easily and tend to laugh again because I don't want to miss a single part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I feel guity easily if I said something not sensible to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sorry.I really..  i really want you to hear. It doesn't matter if you  don't know . This is the best I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; m a coward. I am . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Greater things are bounded to happen! I am waiting it always with style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love tanya songs. It kinds of represent the cool part of me if i got la! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; New year is coming&lt;br /&gt;humming away with no regret at all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8452392062839392517?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8452392062839392517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/5-days-to-counting-more-of-new-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8452392062839392517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8452392062839392517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/5-days-to-counting-more-of-new-days.html' title='5 days to counting more of new days'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3474902706372574884</id><published>2009-12-20T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:29:10.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmph hmph</title><content type='html'>ah ,.. ah.. ah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat should i write in the new post ah!!&lt;br /&gt;hmph.. let's put in sentence and in numerical form!!^^&lt;br /&gt;more organised!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went to watch AVATAR with Shariel , Alvin and Jeremy. the latter two came late and missed the most important part. I pula missed a part when i had to get out to give them the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the most important thing to bear in mind befor you watch a bizzaRE movie is time management. I hope they won't know i m a bit sarcastic to them here!! xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I cant believe what i am watching . my goodness.Avatar is really awesome! woo~~ feel like I am walking in the future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I had a sweet  moment in Merry Brown with my MOm . WE shared a plate together. I think i ate the most of the plate . chuckle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan ikut size badan ba~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.attended Alvin 's birthday last last few days. ME , kok how, qi ying were browsing through a t- shirt for his present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, we consider the price. Maklumlah, we are student . life is tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. kind of enjoy Alvin 's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin spoke like a robot. his few famous quotes ; fake one lar.. eat eat eat!!&lt;br /&gt;met with alvincanz. janice . dianne luke , lessie ou , aaron and .... ( who else ah!!) oh ya!! Ezra!&lt;br /&gt;I knew wat u did tat time! ' you ignore a friend's request!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dad bought a new old car....... for sale.. enjoy the ride a few time before i kiss it goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Xmas is coming to malaysia!! wait wait .. it is memang in malaysia. BUt I kind of lack the festive mood . But somehow, I cant wait for that day~ woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. getting used to the boredom ! An finding many ways to cope with it. such as:  saying i m not that bored . ..... so lame!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. feel like going to work. a bit shy to ask for allowance from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. but then,. shy la to go work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I want to read through the german book. but .. but .. no motivation lar.. how i wish shun ling can come an coach me!! hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she might be one tigress type of teacher!  woof woof all along. and i will jingle all the way.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. thought of writing a autobiography of myself. and but then.. it is half ... not even half complete. i think only the prologue part nia!! still got a lot to improve my language..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!!  language empowerment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. say cheezezzzz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I am still bored( bored is a taboo word nowadays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. ..... ... .. . .... .. .. .. ( morse code)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can continue more onwards. lame post. dun read it. come on!!&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3474902706372574884?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3474902706372574884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmph-hmph.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3474902706372574884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3474902706372574884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmph-hmph.html' title='hmph hmph'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4390804732877397155</id><published>2009-11-27T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:14:55.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you found me.. you found me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lying on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you found me ... you found me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;surrounded surrounded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lost and insecure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you found me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just a little late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why you have to wait? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to find me ...to find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningful piece of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4390804732877397155?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4390804732877397155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-found-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4390804732877397155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4390804732877397155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-found-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4052230864223805927</id><published>2009-11-22T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T09:59:39.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks nailin.</title><content type='html'>Dear Ming Chai,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho i know u don;t normally write and prefer typing and but i hope this booklet is small enuf for u to bring over to aussie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?For u to note down grreat incident of how God was real to you and what are the blessing. He had or vison and dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always known there's  something in u that u yet to allow the power of God to move u!&lt;br /&gt;But i challenge u that as u are far from home, God will transform u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This booklet is for u to write God's moment. So during down moments, written words or incident will keep u going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Let your roots grow down in christ and draw up nouristment from Him. See taht u are growing in the Lord and become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRONG &amp;amp; VIGOROUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the truth'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COl 2: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUST HIM AND HE WILL CHANGE UR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nailin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nailin. ur words reli put me back on track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur words put me back to my direction.&lt;br /&gt;and I cant bring myself words to describe you&lt;br /&gt;and i know it is more than just these few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is by God's power that I can see changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and living it out loud is the hardest way .&lt;br /&gt;and faith is a gift hard to gain if you shed some of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i will continue to search for the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;and God bless us all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4052230864223805927?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4052230864223805927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-nailin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4052230864223805927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4052230864223805927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-nailin.html' title='thanks nailin.'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5456418322123106191</id><published>2009-11-21T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:17:40.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don;t think too muc</title><content type='html'>I am too scared to tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too coward to tell that I am actually has a thing or two for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: I don't think I need one to tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep shoving the thought away only to get myself more and more engaged with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is just a matter of time before the vague becomes clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vague is the me topplin g off the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clear thing is the thought I am trying to evade becomes more vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is always the direction that will journey me to that particular destination. No matter how strong is your intention, it exerts no value .. weightless against the realistic truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that there is no truth at all . It seems like that is the truth because you want it to be that way and you don't want to even make a simple change out of it. Just a click. and it works a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am scared. I am too coward a person to say so . The urge is there. the desire is there. The intention is always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just I can't seem to bring my direction there. I feel a bit out of shape from there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But this is life. It offers us so much and we take almost everything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;and I am sure to regret so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheers! and God bless us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5456418322123106191?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5456418322123106191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-think-too-muc.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5456418322123106191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5456418322123106191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-think-too-muc.html' title='Don;t think too muc'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7861465354944357805</id><published>2009-11-13T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:25:13.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>point blank after this</title><content type='html'>I think holidays really make us depressed in such a way.it makes us point blank to a state that I forgo the purpose of my life. it doesn't happen to most people but I am not the type who like hols so much. So much fun and yet i think all the crap =pie hols is really junk to the very end. From the very day i finish my last paper, i was still thinking of that particular question i got confused from it. everybody was thrilling all over and i was fidgeting nervously . life isn't just that spontaneous-after-test-reaction . it doesnt stop there. Our subtle mood is really governed by how things ends in the end and not by how we manage to make things really worth the extra mile from it. All I knew once the clock chimes towards the last few seconds, i know that there is no turning back to the past. We just have to move on. My goodness! our sanity is definitely revolve around ausmat now. And i don't think i really live it up to it. and ich hasse this year sehr schon. I still got one last week to make reflect things i have done in the course. i would say stuff most poeple do typically.Damn it ! it is really boring. i miss chatting with friends i enjoy and feel comfortable with. i guess i have no chance to do it anymore. and i think i should have right wrong in the beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7861465354944357805?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7861465354944357805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/point-blank-after-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7861465354944357805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7861465354944357805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/point-blank-after-this.html' title='point blank after this'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2276908197247622276</id><published>2009-11-08T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:25:32.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time and time again</title><content type='html'>A momentarily pause from parch of words.&lt;br /&gt;A way to say I am having a short break. I have no idea why i love to press enter when i type and it ends up no paragraphing and only sentences and sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually blogging kept my head held high.. my adrenaline boosted ... my soul keep intact..&lt;br /&gt;i love writing something  ranging from trash to 'recycled stuff'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning i like to repeat trash writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , what comes in my mind will surely decorate this blog as in to make the word 'filling in' sounds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song&lt;br /&gt;wait a moment.! I am copying the lyric . ( ish.. why on earth do i love to type enter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh..&lt;br /&gt;it sang by jeremy camp! beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Is your unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Your cross has spoken mercy over me&lt;br /&gt;No eye has seen no ear has heard&lt;br /&gt;No heart could fully know&lt;br /&gt;How glorious, how beautiful you are.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one I loveBeautiful one&lt;br /&gt; I adore&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;my soul must sing.&lt;br /&gt;Powerful so powerful&lt;br /&gt;Your glory fills the skies&lt;br /&gt;Your mighty works displayed for all to see (beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of your majesty&lt;br /&gt;Awakes my heart to see&lt;br /&gt;How marvelous how wonderful you are.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one&lt;br /&gt;I love Beautiful one&lt;br /&gt; I adoreBeautiful one&lt;br /&gt;my soul must sing&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one I love youBeautiful one&lt;br /&gt; I adoreBeautiful one&lt;br /&gt;my soul must sing.&lt;br /&gt;You opened my eyes to your wonders&lt;br /&gt; anew&lt;br /&gt;You captured my heart with this love&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing on Earth is as beautiful as you (Jesus)&lt;br /&gt;You opened my eyes to your wonders anew&lt;br /&gt;You captured my heart with this love&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing on Earth is as beautiful as you.&lt;br /&gt; Beautiful one I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one I adore&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one my soul must sing&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one I adore&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful one my soul must sing.&lt;br /&gt;And you opened my eyes to your wonders anew&lt;br /&gt;You captured my heart with this love&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing on earth is as beautiful as you.&lt;br /&gt;My soul, my soul must sing,&lt;br /&gt;My soul, my soul must sing,My soul, my soul must sing,Beautiful One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very messy ! the lyric arrangement ..&lt;br /&gt;argh. lazy to scrutinise it properly.&lt;br /&gt; lazy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely happy and truly surprised when someone unexpected tag along today speciality.&lt;br /&gt;It is really enlightening to have her to join along.&lt;br /&gt;really. more to come in near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, times really flow.&lt;br /&gt;it chimes every hour .&lt;br /&gt;it tells us that&lt;br /&gt;we are growing&lt;br /&gt;here an there.&lt;br /&gt;are we?&lt;br /&gt;those 's not becuz they are just plain lazy as me!&lt;br /&gt;we take things for granted. and surprising it always stands on our side.&lt;br /&gt;never did we know those have been squeezing it in and out are already a master of time realms.&lt;br /&gt;we are just the watcher of the passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are just a bunch of losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it !!! i am degradin myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a way to descibe my situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lousy bum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;argh,. lazy to write more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerana pasrah tak terhingga~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2276908197247622276?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2276908197247622276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-and-time-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2276908197247622276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2276908197247622276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-and-time-again.html' title='time and time again'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8559154947777037583</id><published>2009-10-26T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:38:41.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess that not many of peers have the initiative to just giev a piece of their mind in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Lay down a part of their life in this seems hard.&lt;br /&gt;just hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think I might as well stop blogging cause I really do not know what to write and I am not the blogger type of guy.&lt;br /&gt;people decorate their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decorate only my mind to write a piece.&lt;br /&gt;friends write splendid piece&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a piece none better than just a kindergarden set of ABC and D!&lt;br /&gt;ar.... still got 7 days left to final.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, I am gifted with this sudden mood to update it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to study and i need  to push harder and yet i push back reluctant to give to the insurmountable task and tasks to study ..&lt;br /&gt;books an books  to revise..and i care is whether i have revise facebook thorougha n thorough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is cursed.! damnitt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , I wrote a phrase .. a malay phrase . it 's been ages since i even get hold of malay literacy. and i brave myself to write a sentence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' kusangka kelobak sinar, nur cahaya sisian. tak disangka kelabu yang tiba'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is been long time , my dear Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think I fit well in that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to stop writing now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to return&lt;br /&gt;God bless and cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8559154947777037583?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8559154947777037583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-that-not-many-of-peers-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8559154947777037583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8559154947777037583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-that-not-many-of-peers-have.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-395846554823998302</id><published>2009-10-21T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T07:06:02.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>session 1</title><content type='html'>Session 1 started on Monday awhile ago.Now, session 3 seems to drag me further and further away from the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;blurrish of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; . I guess I took the everything for granted. Not even a sense of appreciation for that person. stubborn enough to say I know more than less of things that i thought i knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought I knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am beginning to soften my ego to accept my own mistakes. Yeah , it has been one whole goo goo mistakes that has taken a big toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, thanks keng chai!&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-395846554823998302?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/395846554823998302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/session-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/395846554823998302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/395846554823998302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/session-1.html' title='session 1'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2703691198945678061</id><published>2009-10-16T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:44:59.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew..~~ I am lazy&lt;br /&gt; but i finished a chapter of calculus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it definitely drained me in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks more and it is going to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to think about it .~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about a article where it really change me in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows a land mine and the heading is really ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And we are scared that we step on Dog's pooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice catch there!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2703691198945678061?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2703691198945678061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/phew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2703691198945678061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2703691198945678061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-120973788810692306</id><published>2009-10-02T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:33:39.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!! update update plz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Ssa2kcOYcUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oAArjjqFIF4/s1600-h/IMGP2794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388194741363437890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Ssa2kcOYcUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oAArjjqFIF4/s320/IMGP2794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Ssa2j1-V-6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/GfgyWDvpD2s/s1600-h/IMGP2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388194731095620514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Ssa2j1-V-6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/GfgyWDvpD2s/s320/IMGP2800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i have giving myself a little too much a time out from blogging cause it is just not my style to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so random and how can i put life , a subjective event in words??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problem and problem again...I think that the way i think make me plagued with problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's be random!`i want to list out hmph hmph 13 things i did this few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( it has to start from the latest to the past.. we go backward. time travelling. life is really subjective. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. yesterday i had a vibe session with my church bo and sis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a refreshing one as we talk about LOVE and the language of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on! don't get me wrong. it is not the type of love 'who' infatuate and ...... give way to lust and temptation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no no no~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is the power of love . neutral type.where we talked about how do we love our neighbour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it make sense yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. next, i guess we had an enjoyable time playing lantern .. oops.. it is not playing but holding lantern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i called out the juniors to go ... the most sensible and laughable one ( who can laugh at almost anything) .. ting heng hee. she is the one who initiate me to update my blog. i guess someone out there does read my blog. I was thinking i might be a bit left out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my church members came too. wow!!! with a whole bunch of people . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;carrissa. philee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anderson.. oh gosh, i miss him. appalled me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. i think i am a bit outdated. I am not at all myself when I allow myself to paly dota. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on!! a decent guy like me playing dota. that is unbelievable. i cant comprehend well the world of creatures and bullies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh.. how to stunt ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de next moment , I am waiting to be resurrected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in short, i guess i love dota in a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de way i team up with my beloved James.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first time , i killed WEE kang 's pet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de first time, i know what is town portal 's scroll!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de moment i know the boot of travel is a lot better than bot of speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much moments and that y time really flies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on! now is sat! a slow count down to mon. a day when kbu students stood still~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. aha !! this is the best part! it was my friend's birthday . 3 rd oct!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was trying to figure which day is her birthday!! 2nd or 3rd???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at last, i juz called her to ask her., here is our conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lokahawa: hey, long time no see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qi ying: ming chai !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lokahawa: wat the heck! hey, wana ask u sth ho???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qi ying: (kind of getting the anticipating climak.. the climbing peak) what is it oh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lokahawa: when is ur birthday lioa ah??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qi ying cant stop laughing( u know the type when he r face turned really red like chii sause)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qi ying: haiya .. not sincere one. know oledi , still ask.. paiseh la itu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lokahawa : i really forgot liao.. haiya.. panyou juo jian jiu lioa.. bu youn jian formal la. ku la gon me tian lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qi ying: dun wan.!!! i m angry liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lokahawa : nvm lu!! wan present or not@?? panyou reli jou jian jiu lu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, not paiseh to askoohh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. i guess when we are friends for a long time. i don't hesitate to be v direct. they understand me . and of course, i do too;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we talked on phone for a hour plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, i am the one who called ,k!! since she is the birtdhay gal. i don's really mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since neway, she is a bit kiamsiat. nvm one la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday, qi ying!! fu yoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.lastly , hmph.. not forgotten i had an awkward chat with the group of gals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the main characters that amke the whole world shakes and vibrates!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ainin ...shun ling.. siew wuen .,.. hooiyin.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait wait!! i shud out shun ling first in de list!! she is ~ well.. dai ka jie ma!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shun lin ... ainin.. seiw wuen .. hooi ying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no no.. ainin cannot be listed second as she is the smallest and the cutest!! so, put last la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where shud i put siew wuen!!!???&gt;&gt; any where as long got gap in between la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmph. headache ah.. any how la.??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i develop a sense of fear towards shun ling as she is really a pedas !!( not the hot one but reli pedas to the extent it sizzles) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scary!! once she says .. hey, shut up!! i guess i really need to live up to that words .. if not, she will start to transform into .. into ... into.... ni kew!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siew wuen can be really a bit gila . words cant describe her.. only by seeing her can you realize that not all quiet and decent .. demure type are the type of introvert. she is an extrovert of a false introvert!! just a change of environment .. she breaks her shell!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hooi yin!! i have no idea how to talk to her. she talked really fast!! faster than ciku and she is definitely tall placing de rest a shame! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ainin. i guess she changes a lot through out the whole year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lot the very fun and delicate and rough one though... just really seems to be a bit demure . ( i have no other words to describe. mental jammed ") y is she not playing football?? come on. guys bring her along. i think she can make ryan gibbs pee in pant .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are nice and really nice.. and i always land myself in such a network.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kind of really find them fascicating in a way!! good jobs , my dear little sisters!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just // don;t kill me if u all happen to read my post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmph.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. have a chat with raymond . chat about life. that;s what we always talk about or perhaps i always chat about and he  always listen patiently! life an life and we start ever nook and cranny of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.i guess nothing special happens in life here and there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i live a typical life like any other boys andn i just think a lot more than any usual guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think and i think and i get is more worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pray for a person yesterday and a prayer of blessing for her as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is really a good news as moving on really make a big difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am concerned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I end my post with a few words to describe life through and through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is really subjective events&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;planned or random?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is just a way we interpret life deeper to the root.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we allow ourself to comprehend life in a more complicated way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most we get is looking at life and say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' we are goin round and round'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why don't we start breaking the thick shell enbodying our self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and say' life is simple ! let live and let's liive"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-120973788810692306?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/120973788810692306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-update-update-plz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/120973788810692306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/120973788810692306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-update-update-plz.html' title='hey!! update update plz'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Ssa2kcOYcUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oAArjjqFIF4/s72-c/IMGP2794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6106816800023045068</id><published>2009-09-07T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:52:56.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am therefore I am</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I thought I found the click.&lt;br /&gt; but it is the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not find it but assume that it was there for me all the while.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of being decieved by my naiveness.&lt;br /&gt;By how i grasp life in  such immaturity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry at my own state.I really pity myself this time. I have never look at myself . and that really pull me off the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever fall again into your own trap.I keep doing so without failing.&lt;br /&gt;I fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall&lt;br /&gt;again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and truly ashamed by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time I piece everything together and leave the stained part away.&lt;br /&gt;and try to look at the brighter side.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how thin the chance may it be&lt;br /&gt;I do not mind much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m definite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6106816800023045068?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6106816800023045068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-therefore-i-am.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6106816800023045068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6106816800023045068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-therefore-i-am.html' title='I am therefore I am'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1761058197163978012</id><published>2009-08-31T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:02:20.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's talk</title><content type='html'>I appreciate the conversation I had with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish the time would not just tick off so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish there would not be BOtherer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how i wish it would just a light conversation . how i wish it would not go to the extent of pouring . how i wish i have no s tories to tell . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no even a inch of regret to say it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really feel very very relieved. living in a cloak of ' no pouring' make me really sick! puring out all. i could go on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really no remorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that our life would be just talking and talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then , life would be so challenging. IT is not easy to find the click. it takes more just a random to coher. IT takes more. it is complicated. once found, how easy just to let it flow out, how easy we give in. how easy we lift us high up in felicity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who should be the one listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOwever, the reality isn't what we wanna it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Having told you all ? would you understand it? We are telling from different thought. Each thought walk us out of our life. WE are sharing and not making stories. IT takes a lot faith to believe. and my faith just keep flowing out. I choose to believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should I just listen ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How open are you when you tune yourself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the frequency is just right. I am not asking for more. CAuse you wanted to say more and just coldn't find the right words. And all i have to do is to read between lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks la. I really appreciate you in my life. a part of you reli spice me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1761058197163978012?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1761058197163978012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1761058197163978012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1761058197163978012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-talk.html' title='let&apos;s talk'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3602048960548988801</id><published>2009-08-31T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:32:53.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;At together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ursue together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;Ope together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;alk Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ..............................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;iccup together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.....................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aze together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ray together&lt;/span&gt;...................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hink together...................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;mo together.................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;inch each other together..............................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ickle EAch other Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;arness thing together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;rope Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Hide together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Msn Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Fight together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;FACe Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Share together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Shape together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Missi&lt;/span&gt;ng together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BLess together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Play together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cook &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;toget&lt;/span&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ARgue together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" i heart u ' together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Juggle &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;life t&lt;/span&gt;ogether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SMile together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Get it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FAil together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'NO regret together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;YOu will never walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3602048960548988801?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3602048960548988801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-at-together-s-ing-together-j-og.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3602048960548988801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3602048960548988801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-at-together-s-ing-together-j-og.html' title='Together'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6201806444847888772</id><published>2009-08-27T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:05:49.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trapped</title><content type='html'>I am trapped in a box&lt;br /&gt; no where  to go&lt;br /&gt;it's dark&lt;br /&gt;hard to grope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just whoosh out&lt;br /&gt;but It isn't my day today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it is raining outside.&lt;br /&gt;and I am trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p.s : another stupid post&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6201806444847888772?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8969673431171159987</id><published>2009-08-25T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:06:45.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wore Purple today&lt;br /&gt;It 's normal&lt;br /&gt;REALLY&lt;br /&gt;believe me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just that the I wore my mood today&lt;br /&gt;It's custom faded&lt;br /&gt;The usual stench never wear off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to brag about this&lt;br /&gt;cuz' i never let Purple wore me the way it wore me today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid it&lt;br /&gt;Shun it&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take my eyes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of Purple the way it looks at me.&lt;br /&gt;the way it suits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;I BROuGHT MY MOOD IN AGAIN .&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;It 's purple in colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;p.s :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;stupid !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8969673431171159987?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8969673431171159987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wore-purple-today-it-s-normal-really.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8969673431171159987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;---------------------------------------- Gary--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' The week has not finished. I am yet to ----- censored----- .&lt;br /&gt;.......... RAymond.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends for so long 'lioa"  not need to be so calculative 'la' .&lt;br /&gt;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ JAmes@@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'haiya' ..... 777777777 Siew wuen7777777777&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'piku la ni' .333333 notorious Shunling33333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' chou ming chai' ------------ Ainin----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'good morning, ming chai' - Keng chai-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I believe' /.. amin//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' # snicker#'  ---- yat seng---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF NEXT TIME, YOU HAVE TO CHOOSE A GIRLFRIEND OR  A BOYFRIEND, .........&lt;br /&gt;---------------- miss say------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come . more to come... .. poeple who read this are sure goin to kill me.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de most, send me to ........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6166571190902310080?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6166571190902310080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/famous-quote.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6166571190902310080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6166571190902310080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/famous-quote.html' title='famous quote'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6664121466915555953</id><published>2009-08-14T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:55:10.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>joel birthday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6664121466915555953?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6664121466915555953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/joel-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6664121466915555953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6664121466915555953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/joel-birthday.html' title='joel birthday~'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4531534982920126013</id><published>2009-08-08T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T10:01:50.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a simple dinner~ by me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sn2rYW8fmDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MIpj4Ofwj7I/s1600-h/IMGP2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367634765860018226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sn2rYW8fmDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MIpj4Ofwj7I/s320/IMGP2372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHen it comes to weekend, i find myself a bit out of shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentally predominantly!&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to concentrate as if my mind is fully preoccupied by something&lt;br /&gt;It 's like missing someone a lot and that person does'nt seems to exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I did a light work out.&lt;br /&gt;Found out that the sofa in the living room can be alter to be a perfect  dumb bell seat~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check up my BMI state. It states that I am overweight~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my height of 18100 mm are not propotional to my weight of 96 kg.&lt;br /&gt;( the earth gravitational pull is currently encountering slight technical problem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in the mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i resort to sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;waking up every moments to check whether any of my friends have been brutally bought.&lt;br /&gt; chuckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to have a lunch..oops.. brunch in a mamak store in one utama..&lt;br /&gt; i repeat one utama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has a mamak store awaiting a loyal customer like me to try out new old food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner my treat for them ( they pay me to cook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cook them a stew chicken and a chinese family type fried vege ~ taste de same like how ur mama cook for u!&lt;br /&gt;dun argue me!&lt;br /&gt; chuckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help saying how i hate weekends but at de same time saying that how i await a weekend for a vent out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i t's boring! I have planned for a brief shopping for new clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't work out the way i want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way. this is life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4531534982920126013?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4531534982920126013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-dinner-by-me.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4531534982920126013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4531534982920126013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-dinner-by-me.html' title='a simple dinner~ by me'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sn2rYW8fmDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MIpj4Ofwj7I/s72-c/IMGP2372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6516105217818722869</id><published>2009-07-25T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:51:33.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By having that perception, I have not changed even a single phase before.&lt;br /&gt;I scorn at the idea of improving myself.&lt;br /&gt;I detest the concept of a life to live , therefore live it well.&lt;br /&gt;I despise a great deal of putting a little effort in doing small stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't therefore I can't.&lt;br /&gt;and I really can't.&lt;br /&gt;and that's always put me in a jeapordazing state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am bored , I seek no peace in studying. I am really on the threshold of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;I need motivation. But i seek none from myself and my peers. I need more than just a push . more than a inject of adrenaline. more and more and all I take for granted. I never even try using one of them. I m just so immorally low and lowly morale- person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i thought of a change. JUSt a simple change. i tried for a while and later saw myself being cynical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to myself. I am not BEing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i want to change and usually a change and a lift off from this stupid habit can propell us to do something which I yearn to do three years ago or pretty few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day today! I am procrastinating time. I did nothing but wrote you out !&lt;br /&gt;What a day today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: you have less than a few months to go!!&lt;br /&gt;There is either no time to change or too late to change~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6516105217818722869?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6516105217818722869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6516105217818722869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6516105217818722869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-who-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5565108805213357579</id><published>2009-07-22T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T10:34:42.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kawasaki rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SmdMvkCUaPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BJJ7Bnp8LXU/s1600-h/IMGP2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361338261418830066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SmdMvkCUaPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BJJ7Bnp8LXU/s320/IMGP2284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thrilled at how a paper can transform into a rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how a piece of a square paper can be so beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; take a deep breathe , it is not real rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but origami rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. just showing off my skill..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am kind of good at it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who want to call me sifu now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chuckle~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5565108805213357579?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5565108805213357579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/kawasaki-rose.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5565108805213357579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5565108805213357579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/kawasaki-rose.html' title='The kawasaki rose'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SmdMvkCUaPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BJJ7Bnp8LXU/s72-c/IMGP2284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7794898807222414637</id><published>2009-07-16T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:48:17.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue me</title><content type='html'>When I am alone,&lt;br /&gt;the world is such a different place.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its hard to keep the smile upon my face.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I try so hard and still I let you down&lt;br /&gt;It has taken so long but now there is one thing that I have found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyting starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;When all I know falls to the ground&lt;br /&gt;When darkness comes&lt;br /&gt;and I can't see&lt;br /&gt;You're always there to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I think that I have got it figured out&lt;br /&gt;You open my eyes and let me see that there is no doubt&lt;br /&gt;But you've got it all within the power of your hand&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the more I know the less I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all my strength has turned to fear&lt;br /&gt;When I wonder if you're near&lt;br /&gt;When I dont know how to break free&lt;br /&gt;You're always there to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I will make it through this darkest night&lt;br /&gt;I need to know your strength in me&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna win this fight&lt;br /&gt;I am reaching out&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take my hand&lt;br /&gt;and show me to the light&lt;br /&gt;I know you're by my side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7794898807222414637?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7794898807222414637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/rescue-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7794898807222414637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7794898807222414637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/rescue-me.html' title='Rescue me'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8295474869819227985</id><published>2009-07-15T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:01:11.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl661iKTwRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BMvfqEXt8UA/s1600-h/IMGP0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl65vnkt_EI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/J5rlPO-p3nI/s1600-h/IMGP0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i intend to post alot of pictures but only a certain came out alive. Others are a failure of cicumstances, the consequences, i have to ( sob sob ) delete it. I will try my very best to upload them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl62NyHnbkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xPnr6r0dW2Y/s1600-h/Copy+(3)+of+IMGP0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358920954525740610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl62NyHnbkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xPnr6r0dW2Y/s320/Copy+(3)+of+IMGP0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my cup of coffee. i have no idea why it ranks first. chuckle. A friend who i rely on when i m lack of sleep. Deep deprivation. It can put me in pensivement.&lt;br /&gt;Loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl61qaHHSAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aN7R4FFxVhs/s1600-h/IMGP0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358920346785761282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl61qaHHSAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aN7R4FFxVhs/s320/IMGP0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My live group in vibe . The kbu alive group. a place where i share personal stuffs. shhhsh.. i am not going to reveal  it.  loving the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4FwsyI-9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/_fY9CPQ8p2Q/s1600-h/IMGP0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358726940830792658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4FwsyI-9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/_fY9CPQ8p2Q/s320/IMGP0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few friends to boast of. ray with a nerdy overgroth hair which i envy. Sadly to say , we lack a table so, we sacrifice James as the supporter for a temporary human table, he is good . JUst a little bit silly for that post. Yat seng got osteoporosis , is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4EofbbCxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UsLFfqHDsEw/s1600-h/IMGP1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358725700295265042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4EofbbCxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UsLFfqHDsEw/s320/IMGP1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picturesque of kbu models &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost~ if i can photoshop away the peace sign. especially the extra prominent peace sign made by ... by... siew weun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; then , it would look so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;the winner is the kcv. because she manages to slip away the trophy with the ancient attire despite her h...........e..........i.........g.......ht..&lt;br /&gt;hai, Ainin ! chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4DTggl8eI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v7Ew7p7-sWk/s1600-h/IMGP1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358724240296505826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4DTggl8eI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v7Ew7p7-sWk/s320/IMGP1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sexiest model . I mean YAt seng!! however, i stand beside him to steal a few limelights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4Bvm9QLfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wJvrDgHlgWI/s1600-h/IMGP1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358722524040408562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl4Bvm9QLfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wJvrDgHlgWI/s320/IMGP1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a christmas gathering. Ray looks bored. Gugan and wee kang just cant stop the temptation of eating. I guess Gary is too boring. What is he doing?&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl3_4XX5p3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/RiWLQxT-W-w/s1600-h/IMGP1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358720475452778354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl3_4XX5p3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/RiWLQxT-W-w/s320/IMGP1144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two sarawakians and a celebrity!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl3-CwA1TrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Urv34HXcfPA/s1600-h/IMGP0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358718454842347186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl3-CwA1TrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Urv34HXcfPA/s320/IMGP0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future doctors. my friends oh. i m proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing them a lots&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl39Gn7vSJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ysmY5J1rwa8/s1600-h/IMGP0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358717421881346194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl39Gn7vSJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ysmY5J1rwa8/s320/IMGP0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway wana bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot more of photo to posts.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are 4 months left.and there is not much things we can do to change it. time is short. only pictures can cement the memory in us forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however , we  are still strong in one thing. the possible frendships which underlie our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8295474869819227985?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8295474869819227985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends-forever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8295474869819227985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8295474869819227985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends-forever.html' title='friends forever'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sl62NyHnbkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xPnr6r0dW2Y/s72-c/Copy+(3)+of+IMGP0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-127402986215090100</id><published>2009-07-11T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T05:48:03.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored~</title><content type='html'>staying in the heart of Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;It's full of lives&lt;br /&gt;where everybody really live&lt;br /&gt;if you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's the most boring weekend you will ever have~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-127402986215090100?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/127402986215090100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/127402986215090100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/127402986215090100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html' title='bored~'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4843363642702022874</id><published>2009-07-04T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:01:23.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one boy and all girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sk95KBYORcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ex_-MggvM8k/s1600-h/IMGP2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354631695042495938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sk95KBYORcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ex_-MggvM8k/s320/IMGP2270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sk91REOd2zI/AAAAAAAAAD4/X7k_OMYjQPA/s1600-h/IMGP2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354627418019453746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sk91REOd2zI/AAAAAAAAAD4/X7k_OMYjQPA/s320/IMGP2275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is obvious that even de nakest eye of the naked eye can spot whose birthday is it?&lt;br /&gt;chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like pushing xiao fern and then , she will accidentally lurch forward and unfortunately pushes ainin into the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the devil always live inside me.&lt;br /&gt;grinning widely. the intension was cancelled out when my stomach groaned. chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perhaps one of the most enjoyable party except that I am the boy and having to think profusely to adapt to the concept of ' being a little bit of de gentleman type myself' was a insurmountable task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to dig into the deepest antic of myself and searched for that speck of ' costume' to wear for my personality for that particular night. It was a cross between a drunk and a innocent. chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that particular night, i found out the ' dark side of some of the girls which i thought to be very demure and graceful'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my dismay, they are worst than four times gary to the power of four. I had to shout in silence to express my disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess they planned something earlier and intended to blast it big that night .&lt;br /&gt;The night went cold because of one impotential person.(  who is that ho?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i felt that   Ainin has a very good friends surrounding her. It was her night and her friends seems to be more of a concerned aunties making party rather than a normal party for a friends. It was a vibe. ( very interesting bombastic event)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly to say, I found it hard to fit into their circle. However, I really appreciate Ainin's invitation. I can't find a better word to describe her. It was too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;It was a long time i had a fun of my life and their arrays and mixtures of attitudes ( still a mirage in my eyes) really made me laugh in silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For greater things to come, this is all i can wish Ainin. It all starts from her birthday.And it proves that she has  a valuable asset to boast of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her priceless friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stay the same always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. your childish kiddish kinderish ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you like this poem~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends are a circle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with no ends&lt;br /&gt;meant to go forever&lt;br /&gt;and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the ink runs low,&lt;br /&gt;and the ink fades through time,&lt;br /&gt;the circle will continue to pursue&lt;br /&gt; round &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with only the mark of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the imaginary line seen&lt;br /&gt;only by the circle of&lt;br /&gt;friendship and&lt;br /&gt;perfect trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ainin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4843363642702022874?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4843363642702022874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-boy-and-all-girls.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4843363642702022874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4843363642702022874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-boy-and-all-girls.html' title='one boy and all girls'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sk95KBYORcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ex_-MggvM8k/s72-c/IMGP2270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5435222523297893580</id><published>2009-06-22T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:44:29.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple birthday unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-9f2LxmOI/AAAAAAAAADw/LzDdBksGcs0/s1600-h/IMGP2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350203237157935330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-9f2LxmOI/AAAAAAAAADw/LzDdBksGcs0/s320/IMGP2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; an unsual post for some of the guys. too formal *** i means the red shirt one. not u gary!! the other. the one who love slapping his face!!! chuckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-8ZqNtNTI/AAAAAAAAADo/LE8xBGfQ_e4/s1600-h/IMGP2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350202031353967922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-8ZqNtNTI/AAAAAAAAADo/LE8xBGfQ_e4/s320/IMGP2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where are you hiding, Chia Vern? i can see you. What is GAry trying to do ho?  Is Siew Weun sitting down or half sitting or floating? in short, she is a bit amazing. Hey, shunling is half a  pancake liao; being squeezed.( chuckle.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-5_1ICUuI/AAAAAAAAADg/GDFQsg4RC9Y/s1600-h/IMGP2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350199388583121634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-5_1ICUuI/AAAAAAAAADg/GDFQsg4RC9Y/s320/IMGP2227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's ......... ( no comment) how did i shoot this pic ? it is so natural? Ainin  still got time to flourish herself!!! haha.. Hooi yin , that's a big o!&lt;br /&gt;Shunling is confused! totally blur!! ( where am i) did she just wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-5FlHO6AI/AAAAAAAAADY/wuxeshjN9CA/s1600-h/IMGP2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350198387852371970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-5FlHO6AI/AAAAAAAAADY/wuxeshjN9CA/s320/IMGP2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday , Yen ling! This is great cause' i feel really great. alto i forgot to smile!! chuckle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you thought you are left out&lt;br /&gt;There is something wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;When you feel alone&lt;br /&gt;You are being an emotional idiot&lt;br /&gt;Half a mile away&lt;br /&gt;We keep an image of you&lt;br /&gt;It 's blurrish&lt;br /&gt;But it 's there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; just you didn't know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHouldn't you keep&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;should you keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It 's up to you&lt;br /&gt;because we have done&lt;br /&gt;Drawn &lt;br /&gt;a line  of friendship&lt;br /&gt;and shall forevermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It 's nothing personal&lt;br /&gt;nothing related&lt;br /&gt;Just a describe of the present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday, yen ling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we are keeping you  forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chuckle! it's an offensive poem. but yen ling knows how sarcastic i am !!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday , vice principal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;officially ! you are above eighteen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5435222523297893580?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5435222523297893580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/simple-birthday-unexpected.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5435222523297893580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5435222523297893580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/simple-birthday-unexpected.html' title='A simple birthday unexpected'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sj-9f2LxmOI/AAAAAAAAADw/LzDdBksGcs0/s72-c/IMGP2228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3391180945900761978</id><published>2009-06-07T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:34:45.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sit7OG72SoI/AAAAAAAAADI/JJ9gqkfi314/s1600-h/Struggling%2520Times.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344500865115245186" style="WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sit7OG72SoI/AAAAAAAAADI/JJ9gqkfi314/s320/Struggling%2520Times.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sit6DiDWvQI/AAAAAAAAADA/VqtZmfRWVPE/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344499583904300290" style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sit6DiDWvQI/AAAAAAAAADA/VqtZmfRWVPE/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We fight to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we have no inkling to that particular Phrase we utter every single time. Yes, we have to struggle .. striving hard. squeezing out every drops of sweats as we move on. Only God know how much we have huddled admist all ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when we drop, we succumb easily. We become ignorant of the presence. We give in.We give in to the poisonous Fatigue. It clouds our mind . and we become blank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The spirit within contents us.Nevertheless, we have fought. We know we have done our very best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to what extent have we accomplished? How can we measure it? How can we gauge the standard? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that really bothers us . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONe more week to go. and i want to know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. it's all about our mid term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3391180945900761978?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3391180945900761978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-fight-to-survive-but-we-have-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3391180945900761978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3391180945900761978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-fight-to-survive-but-we-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sit7OG72SoI/AAAAAAAAADI/JJ9gqkfi314/s72-c/Struggling%2520Times.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3680069719676264813</id><published>2009-06-06T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:26:15.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>election day</title><content type='html'>The day was grey. Probably the sky reflects the gloomy effects of the earth. no sunshine. not even a speck of light. It was a subtle colour&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.( Imagine it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood was down. Looks of despair seems to be a constant display. No glimpse of hope seems to mark them. It was probably already over. There were no victory. No one standing up with a head held high. It was a total despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heads were now gone. No one to regain it. Chaotic took control. Peace was fading. It marks the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;When hope seems to vapourise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person stood up and shouts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will lead&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;br /&gt;     ...................................................................................................... condensing the hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new regime took over.&lt;br /&gt; They called it the Chinese Association or A.ka.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President: Raymond Loh&lt;br /&gt;vice president: Ong Keng Chai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secretary : Gary soh&lt;br /&gt;VIce SEcretary: i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tresurer: LAu wee kang&lt;br /&gt;Vice tresurer : LAi yat seng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Lok Ming CHai was elected the principal because he doesnt know chinese with Khoo Yen ling as Vice Principal and also his Translator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting James as the MANAGER OF &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;THE CLERK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the committee musts send in their first suggestion in the comment box below to suggest any new development.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people see hope .. they see the dreams visionised by Raymond.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how the new regime can make any changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we Heard your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3680069719676264813?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3680069719676264813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/election-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3680069719676264813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3680069719676264813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/election-day.html' title='election day'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6446077628282663762</id><published>2009-05-28T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:06:56.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sh5v4qj8BnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uhYbIwrSWQ0/s1600-h/IMGP2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340829227396367986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sh5v4qj8BnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uhYbIwrSWQ0/s320/IMGP2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how should i name this folded paper..  a flower..&lt;br /&gt;i was too bored.. this week study break tires me.&lt;br /&gt;someone taught me how to fold ..&lt;br /&gt; i was slow.. but he was patient.&lt;br /&gt;and the end result ..&lt;br /&gt; almost similar.. juz a little bit cacat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6446077628282663762?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6446077628282663762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-know-how-should-i-name-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6446077628282663762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6446077628282663762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-know-how-should-i-name-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sh5v4qj8BnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uhYbIwrSWQ0/s72-c/IMGP2156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-885329751212947778</id><published>2009-05-26T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:21:47.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fertig.. it's almost over.</title><content type='html'>Today. it 's tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 more days to mid term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to tell the truth, I have never study since hellish span in form 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have never never sit down properly and study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not even once till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how ironic it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are a lot of things .. stuffs ...I took for granted . I don't put an effort to appreciate the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;beauty of the past. They happened not because I want it to happen. They&lt;/span&gt; happen for a cause ; just a simple cause. We make friends not from knowing their name. We remember how we know their name. That's the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause. It is easy to know but hard&lt;/span&gt; to realise how big an impact can it be when it hit our realisation that we forgot how we started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry but too egoistic to let it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I realise &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;that I am taking granted of the time, I am&lt;/span&gt; letting the tide devouring my consciousness. I first started with James and Raymond. They have been so called my closest companions ever since last July. I even stay overnight at their house, despising my own room . It was too dull. GRey&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; with my Roomate. It all happened last July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, All change in a blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;appreciate my roomate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He complained my cooking. It was too oily. It was not fit for him to whet him.&lt;br /&gt;It was last &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;year . I stopped cooking&lt;/span&gt;. It was too troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;He nag a lot.&lt;br /&gt;All for my own good. He knows how disorganise i am. I am the devil. He is neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;few month&lt;/span&gt;s thought.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about the time left.&lt;br /&gt;We have not much time like&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt; this anymore. It was too fast. I cant remember Yesterday and yet not even appreciating Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss every Friday night outing. It was rare, only happen once in the blue moon. I appreciate a lot .. appreciate the food a lot .. however not the company in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it is NOw.&lt;br /&gt;have i not&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; know that after the test, it is goin to be over soon . the hot wat&lt;/span&gt;er is getting warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i love drinking cold water .. But not now. i cant bear the fact i am losing a lot of them soon and each lost always comes with more gains. It is an opportunity loss.But each gain is always the different one. ANd ich hasse such Gains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.s : i love friends. but i dont understand them&lt;/span&gt;.T&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;b&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; COntinUe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-885329751212947778?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/885329751212947778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/fertig-its-almost-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/885329751212947778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/885329751212947778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/fertig-its-almost-over.html' title='fertig.. it&apos;s almost over.'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5490744212049245059</id><published>2009-05-15T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:21:35.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson 1</title><content type='html'>I wonder a lot . (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think you do&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care a lot about what&lt;br /&gt;other people think of me. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you have any idea?&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't give a damn on&lt;br /&gt;other people's remark. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you being ironic&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am luke warm for a second . (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you real or hypocrit&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a weirdo this next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shudder at thing that I am scared of (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coward! scare at your&lt;br /&gt;own shadow! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shrug away thing that irritates me. . &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;self centre? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play .( &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am tired. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I play a lot (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am tempted&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i play too much. . &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost control&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These are parts of me.&lt;br /&gt;There are time i wish to squash those who ... who......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next blink i just forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are time i want to reach out but hold back. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is just too easy to give in&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The time to change shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stained.&lt;br /&gt;once a coward remains a coward&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lazy at time when i should not be. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is normal&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thing disorganised. (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I get it done soon&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i hate it. .. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is not from heart within&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you. . (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Temporary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really love you.. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Original fake&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold it. ... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I slip&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;JERK! ... (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am sorry&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing changes the moment you less know. You are oblivious to it.&lt;br /&gt;You neglect it. It is too small a noticeable item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s . it is disorganised!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5490744212049245059?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5490744212049245059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/lesson-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5490744212049245059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5490744212049245059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/lesson-1.html' title='lesson 1'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4362768843183747426</id><published>2009-05-09T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:33:31.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mama</title><content type='html'>miss chan uttered softly,' classsssssssssss , you must updated your blog with tender , love and care. put in more effort. the blog needs your constant attention , concern and of course, your sweet and tentalizing words.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing i knew, i was just dreaming. No wonder it was impossible to have that kind of near- unrealistic stuff to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants our blog to be updated and not outdated! sigh! We are all dehydrated of fresh ideas. All have been used up for the first post. Come on! Maybe it is because of the summer camp, we are totally drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, i have been staring at the laptop for minutes and yet .. i could not write anything. i keep back spacing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's talk about our neighbourhood security guard. hmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because he just sit there and then,clicks on a device. ( up it went the border)&lt;br /&gt;some how i pity him every single day. how could one live just by sitting there?hardly i can see any crime. The most is a fight between a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dog and a cat!&lt;br /&gt;'( malaysia is just too peaceful) '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cycle past him. As a polite and a decent guy i am , i wave to him . My wave actually means something , ok!&lt;br /&gt;i am telling him. ( you are doing a good job)&lt;br /&gt;you keep the neighbourhood alive.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am being a bit sarcastic or perhaps irony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he waved a little. i guess he is too bored.&lt;br /&gt;the next blink of second, there he is . same as usual. but i was back with a "tapau " teh tarik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waving to him again.&lt;br /&gt;poor him! i know he is dehydrated. but i m just too selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what is he thinking!&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i m edward cullens .( a reading mind guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a terrible headache. something is definitely not the same today. i just remember that i lent my laptop to po hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no laptop = no music = no cure for headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to write more!! let me brainstorm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about a poem!???&lt;br /&gt;since sonstag ist muttertag!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i can stand&lt;br /&gt;because you make it happen&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i can breathe&lt;br /&gt;because you breathe&lt;br /&gt;the same rythmn&lt;br /&gt;the shrewn past is forgotten&lt;br /&gt;cause' you forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took you for granted&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;I never listen&lt;br /&gt;I forsake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;take your eye for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" He is learning to be what i want him to be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to breathe when i could only breathe your fragrant&lt;br /&gt;how to see when you father my eye&lt;br /&gt;and i am really lost without your arm&lt;br /&gt;that when i found how precious are you&lt;br /&gt;silly me to realise now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heY, mom ! I do not dare to say this to you. because this is just not our family norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich lieber dich sehr schon!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother day!&lt;br /&gt;muaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite , i had a dinner with Ainin , jaevon, xiao fern and ginger.&lt;br /&gt;in kopitiam ipoh ..&lt;br /&gt;all paid me except Ainin.( &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you ow&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; me ,k!) rmb.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was enjoyable. really love mixing with the archi guys.&lt;br /&gt;guy or gal is de same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then , later , when we were backed with style, i received unvoluntarily a shadowless kick from Ainin . it landed squarely on my back! woosh!!&lt;br /&gt;how dare she!!!&lt;br /&gt;forgiven&lt;br /&gt;chuckle.!! just a small kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i do not have anything to write.&lt;br /&gt;but juz to wish all mother , happy mother day!&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4362768843183747426?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4362768843183747426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/mama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4362768843183747426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4362768843183747426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/mama.html' title='mama'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-2582836085266101843</id><published>2009-04-17T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:39:05.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relieve`</title><content type='html'>The war is finally over. The old sick me was dead and I left my stained soul to rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i have really live for sure. To break the confusion, I was down with filthy illness straight for 5 days. and took another 3 days to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I  spent tonight  in a carefree mode. Although, the next week test is going to hit me hard,i just cant resist the temptation of good food. We went out to fish and co and only could order new york fish and chips because it was the cheapest available there and the cheapest turned out to be quite expensive for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this phrase where it said , 'all man die but few really live'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells us that not all of us really know how to live or perhaps understand the true meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;but who in the world had already grasp  the true meaning way of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know one's perception is totally different than others.&lt;br /&gt;i for one . learn that we give first ..&lt;br /&gt; then, we save&lt;br /&gt; and then, we live on the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great! i said something i have really want to say a long time ago. gees.. i just post in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the dinner, or i called it late dinner, we just craved for more stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up chatting in the park. talk about something secretive which no one should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.. puppy love.. courtship .... and in the end, we were just gossiping about ourselves and teasing others on the spot. no hard feeling in the atmosphere. just laughter and laughter. it was so natural.&lt;br /&gt; nothing  special happen to nite. I think it is some kind of a reunion..( we haven't had a gathering .. just a random gathering where we used to have last year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, everything starts to fall in place.  i think we really chat. and we really live through tonite. it was not a normal routine anymore. some sort of that can induce us to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to write anymore but hopefully, i can gain more inspiration to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-2582836085266101843?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2582836085266101843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/relieve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2582836085266101843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/2582836085266101843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/relieve.html' title='relieve`'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-9042990757613319442</id><published>2009-04-05T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:24:01.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected</title><content type='html'>Unexpectedly, i decided to go Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;If i have a choice, i would not have impromtuly went back just for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;but my dad is the reason i made an expected choice to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the threshold of boredom  still linger there in ipoh but my dad managed to make it substantial enough to leave no reason for me to complain like a small baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i miss my dad damn lot. i wanted to see him so much.but there is one thing i hated the most is to grab the fact that my dad is getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw him , he is still the old guy trying to converse a lame topic.. but it was refreshing enough to hear his coarse voice. not a music in my ear. It's more than that. It 's like a missing note that tunes up a family's song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the original plan that prompted me to go Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i have a financial distress.&lt;br /&gt;( putting my lifestyle over my income seriously hit me hard)&lt;br /&gt;but a concerned dad always pampers his son. ( what can i said! )&lt;br /&gt;told him i bought the wrong ticket home to Sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;there is no odd expression in his face. no disappointment. i guess he understands my stupic mistakes.&lt;br /&gt; well, i think he realizes how blur is his son. My carelesslness is just a way to spice up his life once a while. chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to ipoh was too much for a young innocent child like me to grasp. I was on a taxi chasing after the bus i wanted to go to ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i did not know my not - so -professional way of handling thing almost landed me in the hot soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; when i approached the bus, the bus conductor stared at me! I looked at him blankly. then i realized that the bus i chased after was the bus from ipoh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, guys! are  you getting an edge of my action that day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i chased the wrong bus !&lt;/span&gt; and my sudden reflex reflected my judgement.&lt;br /&gt; i felt a little dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the whole trip, i was alone.&lt;br /&gt;obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated Ching ming on the second day! ( will post pictures soon. delay becuz of the bleeping internet speed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate a lot. stuffing myself with everything my eye could see and how fast my hand could snatch and reach. not forgetting how much stomach could fill. i never doubt my expertise in food. born with emperor tongue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happen in Ipoh. so monotonous. i managed to watch the curious case of benjamin buttons and wolverine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank a few tins of soft drinks..................................... for free.&lt;br /&gt;indulged in the exotic non halal food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the journey home was a bit tiring.&lt;br /&gt;shun ling told me the bus stopped at the kelana jaya station. well, that's very concern of her.at least,i know i can go back earlier without having to stop at pudu raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing i found it very interesting was having a chat with a guy. we chatted straight for 3 hours non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; only towards the half,  he told me he is a phd holder for food technologies working in nestle company.&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked with awe. i addressed him as Dr Yeoh.&lt;br /&gt; he is amiable. the chat mostly revolved around his experience. i had no much topic to talk to him. well, how much can a 19 years old guy talk to a 55 years old guy!??????&lt;br /&gt; I was  geniunely a good listener. chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we exchanged our telephone number towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to post someting in the blog after a long absence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-9042990757613319442?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/9042990757613319442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/unexpected.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/9042990757613319442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/9042990757613319442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/unexpected.html' title='unexpected'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-668767312590383547</id><published>2009-03-14T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:57:56.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgotten? neh.. impossible!</title><content type='html'>In this post, i want to refresh a little bit about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I have not forgotten who i were , was , or am when i commit myself to it.&lt;br /&gt;I learn to save life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a first aider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all starts from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ONE LIFE; DO SOMETHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most unforgetable skill i learnt  and i guess it is rusty.. i wanted to use it on anyone i could but only during certain circumstances.. if not, i will bear terrible consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT S NONE other tHAn the famously aclaimed ' kiss of life'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.. P.. R..&lt;br /&gt;aka.. cardio resuscitation and respiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why on earth do i still remember this?? to tell the truth , it is still stuck in my head after a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself i can actually do something .. save a life rather than sending him or her back to their maker. a life i save is a generation i preserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, i met an old man. (accidentally met one old man because i am a " kepo' person". A crowd was gathering around him. Curiousity drove this young man with raging hormone to the commotion. the sad part is that the old man is flat on the ground. his lips was turning blue. i know i need to do something./... anything as long it can help this old man.&lt;br /&gt;realization hit everybody fast. He is dead or perhaps already dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although , i learn basic first aid before.. i knew literally. theoretically.. i could perform a simple first aid on him.. but i was scared. i ran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of you must be thinking i ran because i am scared.&lt;br /&gt;slap yourself now. i am a honourable guy with a lot of passionate space in heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i ran towards a nearby clinic .. George medical clinic.&lt;br /&gt;called the doctor. For once in my life, i have never seen someone so cold blooded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctor: if he is dead, then ,called the ambulance. i cant do anything&lt;br /&gt;me: at least , you can go and have a look. please.&lt;br /&gt;doctor: (hesitating)&lt;br /&gt;me. please&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the doctor reluctantly helped .. he followed suit with slow footsteps.. the little speck of life left in the old man is countable.&lt;br /&gt;i guess you all can bet that his reluctant attitude can already reflect his performance. He scanned the old man and perform a few compressions on his chess.. and called me.. hey. he is dead la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called the ambulance and the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they came after a while but in vain , the old man passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have a chance to travel back in time, i will definitely do something.&lt;br /&gt; it's one life. and one generation from him. it's one life and his generation  mourning for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cpr is a simple first aid if you add a speck of confidence in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.i head tilt chin lift.&lt;br /&gt;2.look listen and feel for his breathing for five seconds&lt;br /&gt;3.no breathing, i feel his pulse beside his adam apple.&lt;br /&gt;4. no pulse. i locate his sternum and place my both palm below his lung line and straighten my arm.&lt;br /&gt;5. i gave his fifteen compression followed by two breathes.&lt;br /&gt; with each breath, i head tilt chin lift, press his nose and breath thru his mouth.. i tilt my head close to his face while looking at his chest to check whether his chest rises or not.&lt;br /&gt;6. then , i gave him another 15 compressions ..&lt;br /&gt;this goes on for 4 cycle before  i check his pulse again.&lt;br /&gt; check and recheck!&lt;br /&gt;7.if there is no pulse , keep doing it till the ambulance arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the fundamental of all first aid.. the power to revive a dead . not dead as in he died and turns into a corpse but it 's within that 4 minutes range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brain turns rotten in four minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i agree with madonna , justin timberlake and timbaland when they sang a song calle 4 minutes to save a world.&lt;br /&gt;it 's one life and it represents a world that is alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First aid is interesting if you are interested in it. /it 's alive with fire.&lt;br /&gt;I have long derailed from red crescent but its remisnence still stay on in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a first aider and i will be one till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i live for a cause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-668767312590383547?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/668767312590383547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgotten-neh-impossible.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/668767312590383547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/668767312590383547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgotten-neh-impossible.html' title='forgotten? neh.. impossible!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4097915015083147454</id><published>2009-03-13T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:55:04.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>There are a few things in my life that i really put an effort to ponder on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that can be easily negligible .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that are subtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing in particular..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small little things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no inkling on why i show my unreasonable concern towards this few stuffs..&lt;br /&gt; well, it 's my nature which i cant just change. It 's an terrible addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but , i like it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh , chuckle..&lt;br /&gt; actually i don't know what to write in this post.. so, that's why i put ' lost ' as my topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to keep a few fond memories of myself in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend, i had a monotonous trip in malacca.. it was fun literally.. but i did'nt fully enjoy it and for once in my life , i found the true nature of myself. i did not make a right decision for this trip.. an independent trip turned up to be so weird. not much joy as i see it back last year/ it was more of fun and laughter. well, people change and i change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i found out that i felt different. i did not expect this premonition. it totally sucks. how i wish some of my friends can join that trip. but at least i think i should accept a change in life.. none the same always. it can spice up my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i love to thank my friends who bought me a watch as my birthday present. a simple gratitude here to tell them how much i appreciate the gift. it is a casio watch. It costed them a fortune. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; cheers!&lt;br /&gt;p.s: this is a random post. no reading satisfatory guarantee.more of myslef !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4097915015083147454?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4097915015083147454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4097915015083147454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4097915015083147454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6280523966146315590</id><published>2009-02-14T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:16:00.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today!</title><content type='html'>what i am trying to post here are not suitable for those to view if you have the below disadvantages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. easily puke upon horror stuffs!! I bet once u view this, u will enjoy a constant vomit of mother 's milk u drank when u were small!!! That s is what lokahawa is good at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. those who just love the beauty of arts!! once your eyes see what i will depict later on.. you will never see " mona lisa " art the same way again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. those who have the perfect face for their future boyfriend! once you catch a glance of the extravagant wonders down there, you will never be able to judge properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. those viewing because he or she doesnt believe in ghost or supernatural power!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.those lonely during the valentine day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. those who cant wait to be anorexia nervosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. and what soeva la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becareful!! i have already warned you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.......&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;0...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a face tells us a lot of stories.. as action speaks louder than words!&lt;br /&gt;for example this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb9j_V9E9I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZXyDfjWfjJ8/s1600-h/IMGP1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302704406016103378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb9j_V9E9I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZXyDfjWfjJ8/s320/IMGP1632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tells us that this guy wants to look cool!!&lt;br /&gt;but how cool can he be when he has that smile!!&lt;br /&gt;dont understand me&gt;?? try making the smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcB_cFI6KI/AAAAAAAAACE/eW_fQbX5l3c/s1600-h/IMGP1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302709275633182882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcB_cFI6KI/AAAAAAAAACE/eW_fQbX5l3c/s320/IMGP1642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy is trying to be naughty.. he takes a peep at a girl in a very fashionable way!!&lt;br /&gt;fashionable as in he looks sideway.. with his looped mouth!! his tongue.... wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb_gsz0v2I/AAAAAAAAABs/oTE_UI9swZ8/s1600-h/IMGP1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302706548524760930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb_gsz0v2I/AAAAAAAAABs/oTE_UI9swZ8/s320/IMGP1641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he covers his face in shame! but still manage to sneak a few peeks again.. thats the reason the gap between fingers are for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb-9zfd7jI/AAAAAAAAABk/RtlIU-Ip3bY/s1600-h/IMGP1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302705949023006258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb-9zfd7jI/AAAAAAAAABk/RtlIU-Ip3bY/s320/IMGP1638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pictures was taken when he was extremely angry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcBHQdyBRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-0JUoIhaCP0/s1600-h/IMGP1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302708310442640658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcBHQdyBRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-0JUoIhaCP0/s320/IMGP1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he transfrom into wolverine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb-W_-xRpI/AAAAAAAAABc/9zRj20FvVgk/s1600-h/IMGP1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302705282360624786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb-W_-xRpI/AAAAAAAAABc/9zRj20FvVgk/s320/IMGP1630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to calm down, he wear a sunglasses.. actually its to look cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcC1HU4_aI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZGRw0vzdVak/s1600-h/IMGP1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302710197775039906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcC1HU4_aI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZGRw0vzdVak/s320/IMGP1646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a great pose when he is looking at something special and he is whistling.. yeah!!! he is!! wat is he looking ??? can anybody guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb9A_y5ZmI/AAAAAAAAABM/ejAe_IpStzk/s1600-h/IMGP1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302703804842075746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb9A_y5ZmI/AAAAAAAAABM/ejAe_IpStzk/s320/IMGP1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepare to look a bit cool!!! in love , i guess???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcBh3tvHkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sQ2q51nWW0I/s1600-h/IMGP1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302708767655140930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZcBh3tvHkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sQ2q51nWW0I/s320/IMGP1626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me !!the above is my little brother!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everybody is born with extraordinary look.. and each looks can percieve multiple meanings!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i guess mine is too cute to resist your temptation!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wana pinch my chubby face??? line up please or book for early reservation!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chuckle!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope my new post really brings smile and laughter as i really put a lot of efforts in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( waiting for the pic to be uploaded really kill!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy valentine day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those who really know the true meaning of happy valentine day.. prepare to be mesmerized as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this day is a day u spend with the person you really care for, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for today, a day you won't wanna miss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6280523966146315590?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6280523966146315590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6280523966146315590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6280523966146315590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title='today!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/SZb9j_V9E9I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZXyDfjWfjJ8/s72-c/IMGP1632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-1455671004370967065</id><published>2009-02-12T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:03:50.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipoh.. mission impossible ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-1455671004370967065?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1455671004370967065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/ipoh-mission-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1455671004370967065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/1455671004370967065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/ipoh-mission-impossible.html' title='ipoh.. mission impossible ~'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8064442314266546470</id><published>2009-02-01T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:41:48.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by mandy( i have no idea what is 'tagged".</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;DIRECTION: Once you've been tagged, you have to write a post with sixteen random things, habits or goals about you. At last, choose five people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; have really no idea what is 'tagged'!!!! it's like writing an essay based on the above topic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, what can i said! it's hard! i am having mental block! OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen random things about me! for a so long i live, never a time, i say 16 things  about me! i am too humble! chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i am a man who doesnt seems to act like one but it doesn't make me a girl as much as it makes me a man. what in the freaking world am i writing! it's getting ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m juz a normal guy in an adnormal body!&lt;br /&gt; That sounds better!&lt;br /&gt;chuckle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love food. edible and also not so edible food. (force  to like it as not to waste my money)&lt;br /&gt;i don like to eat alone but will eat alone if the food is very expensive as sharing can literally pull my heart to pieces! grow fatter as food keep coming! still can gain weight if food population down to zero.Well, that's when snack comes in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love a muscular body but no matter how hard i try, there remains one faithful abs. one big bulgy and humangous abs ready to uphold the name of mr malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy as usual. staring at the wall is a must. talking is an art. viewing, observing with seductive eye but shaded by innocent appearance at " extreme angels , fairies, revlon model, australian next top model" is a skill and talent since birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy,mosquitoes adore me also !!!.both my legs are their paradise of food. they love my fluffy legs with amazing and extravangant mazes. it 's a game of life and death for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves education but hate studying. sometimes, i can go to the extent of loving the lecturer as well.chuckle!Passionate in reading but doesnt remember what is read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing at the top of lung every single day! selfclaimed awards for being the best vocalist in the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Toilet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got 8 more to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m addicted to internet! facebook , friendster ad recently blogging - my e- companion!&lt;br /&gt;no internet- the world is so dull and grey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love/like /adore/and sheepishly admire all beautiful girls!&lt;br /&gt;well, dont get me wrong! i love first impression! love to see them saying ' yeah, i am beautiful!'&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love being tall! love to see people envious about my height! well, it's not that i am tall, you r short ,k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to establish myself a picture of tomorrow! that's my goal! no comparison as a person's way of interpreting success is different! i just want to be content .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting slower and slower each day!&lt;br /&gt;hate inpunctuality.&lt;br /&gt;love being on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my family. will die for them! aha.. i mean literally dying for them as in sacrifying for them but not yet into that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will still remember schoolmates. not loyal but just to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgetful. very forgetful! an messy as well! my gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagging...&lt;br /&gt;give me some time!&lt;br /&gt;pls&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8064442314266546470?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8064442314266546470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-mandy-i-have-no-idea-what-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8064442314266546470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8064442314266546470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-mandy-i-have-no-idea-what-is.html' title='Tagged by mandy( i have no idea what is &apos;tagged&quot;.'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-6840981535784405607</id><published>2009-01-29T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:29:13.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipoh!!</title><content type='html'>seriously, i need a break!&lt;br /&gt;i mean a break from this year monotonous chinese new year!&lt;br /&gt;it 's not as extravagant as it 's used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, i had a gathering!&lt;br /&gt;last last year, i had a gathering!&lt;br /&gt;this year, i had a strange gathering!&lt;br /&gt;this time, it was only my aunties and my uncle and my so called unknown cousins!&lt;br /&gt;the food is not as nice as i have it back in my hometown.&lt;br /&gt; what can i said as i have a very influential emperor tongue!&lt;br /&gt;woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey~ happy chinese new year ! i forgot to mention today is also my birthday! so, come on! give me some face and bless me with wonderful wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Ipoh is not as alive as it used to be back then. but still there are two things that remain a quest to be sought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ipoh is known well for its insatiable food. i called this little town, "the paradise of food". especially the little cute tauge . wow.. they are fat in the middle unlike the normal tauge i eat in miri.. those tauge with body that seem to " lemah syatwat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. next, of course, wow.. my gosh.. the girls are one of the main attraction in Ipoh! They are fairies, angels, revlon model, swimmimg models adn what so eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the former one can make me salivate and the latter one make me bleed to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuckle!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember once i went to ipoh parade with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting for a taxi then suddenly, she almost slipped , and she clunged on me!!&lt;br /&gt; that particular moment seems like a trauma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's was not  her action that prompted me to think like that but the remark she said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she almost clawed my chest as she slipped and if it wasnt that i was heavy enough to withstand her ,she would had done so as a result of so called scientifically, ' reflex response"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh..&lt;br /&gt;actually, i have the natural phobia of being tickle from knee way up to neck level.. the feet is also an exception!i will fly up with style if only 0.0000000000001 pa pressure dawn on my skin!&lt;br /&gt;the days pass like years.. it is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring at the wall in ipoh seems like a forced  past time i took for granted.&lt;br /&gt;it becomes an art. i never knew dust and air can make the  wall abstract.and thus, i become a lame guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will soon post some of the pictures i took in Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt; cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-6840981535784405607?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6840981535784405607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/ipoh_29.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6840981535784405607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/6840981535784405607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/ipoh_29.html' title='ipoh!!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5514606268564339474</id><published>2009-01-29T02:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:03:20.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipoh!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5514606268564339474?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5514606268564339474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/ipoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5514606268564339474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5514606268564339474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/ipoh.html' title='ipoh!!!!!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-4757846055452074891</id><published>2009-01-22T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:15:21.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, kok how!</title><content type='html'>just to leave u a mark here!&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-4757846055452074891?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4757846055452074891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-kok-how.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4757846055452074891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/4757846055452074891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-kok-how.html' title='happy birthday, kok how!'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-3333041509273919888</id><published>2009-01-22T00:35:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:50:56.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>i have not a clinch of idea what people post in their blog??&lt;br /&gt;autobiography???&lt;br /&gt;personal problems?( i want to see)&lt;br /&gt;or just follow the trends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i , of course , have my own reasons.&lt;br /&gt; one of them is encouraged by my lecturer!&lt;br /&gt;the others are almost the same as mentioned above!&lt;br /&gt;the last reason is i love typing!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry, guys! i m just being lame ! what to do! this is the current style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear! good gracious! please dont regard reading my blog as wasting time .&lt;br /&gt;it's a gift of God for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough &lt;a href="mailto:cough@#$^#$^$%^&amp;amp;$^&amp;amp;#$"&gt;cough@#$^#$^$%^&amp;amp;$^&amp;amp;#$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and particularly , i am  trying to waste my time here..&lt;br /&gt; it's so boring! kl is definitely not as fun as we think it should be. tv3  makes it to unrealistic and over exaggerated. entertainment for a three years old boy like me is scarce in kl! sigh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just accompanied Sylvia in one utama. Her parents was there. wow! how awkward was it when i walked with them! &lt;a href="mailto:laugh@%$"&gt;laugh@%$&lt;/a&gt;# and sylvia  really resembles a little of her mom and her dad. chips of old  block! i guess! but i am not really sure about the height! i m just kidding! sorry, sylvia! i belanja you another baskin robins next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;not related to the topic. i wrote my mind out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-3333041509273919888?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3333041509273919888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging_22.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3333041509273919888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/3333041509273919888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging_22.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7615782342113346655</id><published>2009-01-22T00:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:35:19.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7615782342113346655?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7615782342113346655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7615782342113346655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7615782342113346655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-7189497008144142385</id><published>2009-01-21T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:28:11.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia</title><content type='html'>Do u know why i wrote ' Australia' there???&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on ! TRy to think! brain storm! it's not that hard!&lt;br /&gt;Think again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually a movie. A romance movie? a documentary ?&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps a patriotic movie?&lt;br /&gt; well, i don't know how to interpret it.&lt;br /&gt; 1. got love.&lt;br /&gt; 2. got conflict.&lt;br /&gt; 3. got beautiful sceneries.&lt;br /&gt; 4. extreme bulky hulk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it just lack one thing?&lt;br /&gt;other beautiful ladies other than the ' gorgeous' nicole kidman or i rather call her "Sarah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to cut it short, the movie revolves around the theme, '' romance ; and ........... ( i dont want to spoilt it for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; come on.. couples! this movie suits you all, love Birds! there are some scenes ( only happen once in a few moments in your life) which can literally make the unlove or loner vomits..&lt;br /&gt; perhaps , jealous is the right word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst thing in that movie is the atmosphere !&lt;br /&gt;when i looked around , i only saw couples and  families.&lt;br /&gt; and here i am, bringing 4 boys along.&lt;br /&gt;guess who?hehe..&lt;br /&gt; wow.. sometimes, i just feel so gay!&lt;br /&gt;but they are my friends!&lt;br /&gt;and it's because of chinese new year.. i give them face!&lt;br /&gt; laugh&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;joking with style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt; i couldn't post more meaningful things than this! guy! happy chinese new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-7189497008144142385?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7189497008144142385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/australia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7189497008144142385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/7189497008144142385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/australia.html' title='Australia'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-8009955016430873811</id><published>2009-01-14T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T04:17:53.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for emperor tongue</title><content type='html'>Just to inform.. i develop a new disease named after me.&lt;br /&gt;It 's called "mingchaicouldnteatdecateredfoodepiletic" disease.&lt;br /&gt;well, it was quite awful at first.&lt;br /&gt;The first syndrome starts to become prominent!!! my nose buds couldnt stand the stench omitted by de catered food!&lt;br /&gt;then, my tongue starts to change also. i self claim it the  ' emperor tongue'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i don't really know what to post so, i just wrote a bunch of weird crapPIES to uphold the name of '  ENTERTAINMENT'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to boast a few things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS wat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON! GUESS LA??&lt;br /&gt; i can cook.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it !!&lt;br /&gt;and the good news is 70% of the food is edible.&lt;br /&gt;good gracious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, i can finish the food i cook. ad that's mean it taste better than  the catered food.&lt;br /&gt;well, if u want to have some share of mine, dont hesitate to ask me! i dont charge much!&lt;br /&gt;BELOW IS HOW I CHARGE! CHEAP, RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.75 dollar for one whole box with 3 dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.50 dollar for one whole box with 1 dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 dollar for the box only&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU ARE CURIOUS AND YOU HAVE A LOT OF MONEY TO SPEND, TRY THE BELOW SCHEME! IT 'S WORTH THE EXTRA MILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 dollar to smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 0.50 cents for looking and salivating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT 'S FREE TO HELP ME THROW THE LEFTOVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S  all !&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-8009955016430873811?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8009955016430873811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/food-for-emperor-tongue.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8009955016430873811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/8009955016430873811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/food-for-emperor-tongue.html' title='Food for emperor tongue'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6606801972962584941.post-5012508035005584421</id><published>2009-01-12T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T04:16:52.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello~</title><content type='html'>It took me a torturing one hour to think of an URL name..&lt;br /&gt;another hour to make a splendid headline.. and&lt;br /&gt;another one to think of a beautiful e-mail address.&lt;br /&gt;and poof! That's it!&lt;br /&gt;not even a single moment to enjoy it cause'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is simply nothing in particular inside it. blank! ' kosong' ..hollow... lcd screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so simple! Then, the worst case scenario came out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt like the email address.&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, what a head line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what is done is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the most exciting part is just about to come out..&lt;br /&gt;It is none other than introducing myself with style..&lt;br /&gt; with extreme awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the regular guy !&lt;br /&gt;de so called pervert but it is actually ..' they are jealous of me being like that!&lt;br /&gt;the extremely lousiest class rep ever!&lt;br /&gt;but the best in KBU international college! ( don kill me , Daniel)&lt;br /&gt;love food. without it, still can survive with snacks!&lt;br /&gt;love being fat. not plump, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey~ enjoy reading what is written here and do drop a comment or two or three or whatso eva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6606801972962584941-5012508035005584421?l=icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5012508035005584421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5012508035005584421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6606801972962584941/posts/default/5012508035005584421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icaughtmyselfhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title='Hello~'/><author><name>lokahawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470272140632535095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNkQAKkQqZs/Sb-LjNhk4eI/AAAAAAAAACY/gvTDVZaJ8zE/S220/1_879137956l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
