<?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-874990643512341614</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:48:22.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crumpled Tissue Paper</title><subtitle type='html'>MyDiary,MyHeart,MyThoughts,MyLife, All for you to understand.......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3434551551742881748</id><published>2009-09-19T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T18:51:12.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me..... CONFUSED</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is going on recently.... I have been really confused recently..... Just now, Clairence told me that Vik wanna get back with her again.... and she told me that she still has feelings for him.... At the same time, she told me that she didn't accept him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if it's normal for you guys or not but, I did ask her, if she still loves me.... and well, she asked me not to ask that question and she kinda got mad at me because I sorta doubted her love.... Hmm.... I mean I guess it's normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not long after that, after she woke up, she had this MSN title,"Where are you? Why are you not replying me?" My reaction was, who did she meant because I didn't get anything from her... So I asked her and she said I just wanna put it, why do you have to ask me so many things? Well, isn't it normal for me to ask after so many things happened? And again she said I doubted her love and this time, she proposed breakup.... Shocking wasn't it? Like in my previous post, I already mentioned that I know that something is bound to happen just that I don't know what.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I didn't see it coming..... I begged her and talked her through it.... And she finally gave me a chance.... But she deleted our relationship status, she is about to delete her blog which has alot of our memories and guess what? She wanna open a new facebook account....Wouldn't a normal guy feel suspicious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of all the lies and after so many times she had hurt me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my very best to trust her.... I don't care even if she had hurt me.... I don't know if I should make use of the last chance she had given me.... I know that I still love her and I don't wanna lose her... But what is the difference between what I have now and breaking up? She doesn't wanna answer my questions.... She doesn't wanna talk to me.... All she is doing is treating me as a dirtbag..... I don't know if I can trust her anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... why do you have to give me feelings? Why do you wanna let me be the one who suffer all these things? I don't wanna love anymore..... I don't wanna get into a relationship anymore....... I should have listened......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this will be my last and my final time writing on this very blog.... and I can't believe that the final post will turn out to be like this.... I will be freezing this blog from now onwards... I guess I do need a new fresh start and leave everything behind...... Well, this is it... I thank you for those who always read my blog and follows it.... I love you all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3434551551742881748?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3434551551742881748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3434551551742881748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3434551551742881748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3434551551742881748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-me-confused.html' title='This is me..... CONFUSED'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5640076714832000264</id><published>2009-09-18T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:23:42.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was the last time for me to go clubbing.... I didn't know that the time passed so quickly until the house music appears.... I thank you, Mario, Jason, Soo and David for being a part of this party... It was quite shocking when Daph suddenly sent me a message,"Jai, change of plans las min. We are in MOS." It was hard to look for her because it was already packed at that time... Thank you Boey for spending most of your time in my group... I had the most satisfying dance last night.. I chose MOS as my final ground because it has the best dance floor so far in the whole Malaysia, although house music was played continuously from 1.45am-2.30am.... Pictures will be uploaded soon... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, about Clairence.... She has been pretty busy these few days for her camp activity back in her college and she had not much of time to care and talk to me.... So, I kinda misunderstood her for ignoring me and being cold to me. I don't know... I do not doubt her, I am just afraid that our distance is getting farther and farther... My friend, M who has been dating his gf, D for 3 years just had problems recently and now they are calling for time out.... I just don't want that to happen to us......... I am sorry I hurt you over and over again... Maybe I am just not good enough for you? I don't know... All I know is that I wish that I will be able to love you for as long as I live......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be undergoing my operation on Monday.... Doc said that I don't have to worry about it because it is just a minor operation... Maybe I won't be able to walk normally in around 2-3 days time... And everything after that is full recovery for my knee... Hope nothing goes wrong and everything will be fine.... I wanna dance like normal again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5640076714832000264?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5640076714832000264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5640076714832000264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5640076714832000264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5640076714832000264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-night-was-last-time-for-me-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4225123253574060281</id><published>2009-09-09T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:29:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>Gotta start off by screwing YungChuan and Mario...... They have put me in the DoTA mood again..... The reason was given by Mario as: DONT WORRY!!! ADD/DROP WEEK IS NOT OVER... YOU CAN SKIP CLASS!!!! So ended up skipping 2 Linear Algebra class and 1 Engineering Dynamics class.... My classmates keep calling me on the phone and I didn't even bother to pick up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, I got myself into 2 design competitions just recently... One by Majlis RekaBentuk Malaysia and the other by IME CAD/CAM..... Both also have the same theme, green technology... I wanted to do GreenHome Technology, lower energy consumption, higher efficiency of building's ventilation, and residents will be able to breathe in fresh air... I was able to find 2 friends, one Civil Engineering and one Electrical and Electronic Engineering student. However, my biggest mistake was that they weren't looking for the concept but the design of a PRODUCT.... I am now doing my design project alone, freaking lots of stress and commitment... I do not know if I can go on with 3 tough subjects this semester, 2 competitions and an upcoming Faraday IET Design Competition....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is...... My dearest Clairence and me has already been together for a month... She was the one who can always make me happy after a whole day of stress... Sometimes I just lose my temper on her but somehow, she knows how to control me and my temper... We have been through so many ups and down.... Last night, at 11pm, I thought back about the conversation we had one month ago.... It was a really nice chat that night and that night itself she made me the happiest person on earth... She was also the one who chose the date 090809, which is much more special than the date I thought of choosing 080809...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the first time when she wrote to me in MSN, I like you.... I ask her whattt?! you serious?? and she said yeah cannot ha? Then I asked her again,"Are you joking?" and she just said Do I look like I am joking? I was just shocked but as time goes by, I started thinking about the things we both had done... messing around each other, playing the stupid game Sushido, stealing each other's crops in Barn Buddy and calling each other with stupid names.... And thinking about it, just made me realised how much we have gone through to be in this relationship.... I just know that our relationship didn't come easy.... We both had a tough time to initiate our relationship... And the very next day, she sent me a sms,"Darling, WE ARE OFFICIALLY TOGETHER NOW!!!!" I just couldn't hold my tears at that time.... I was waiting for the answer for about 1 week since I asked her,"Will you accept me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, Clairence, there is no one in this world like you that can make me change.... no one in this world earns my trust, no one but you... Happy 1month anniversary honey... and I love you very much.... Be with me for eternity.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4225123253574060281?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4225123253574060281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4225123253574060281&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4225123253574060281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4225123253574060281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-8162994509805242521</id><published>2009-09-07T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:00:03.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Night</title><content type='html'>I had a really good chat with Claire last night.... The amount of kisses and I Love You from her was uncountable... I was really happy talking to her about what we had been through for this past month being with her and past 2 months knowing her... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a bumpy ride and it was amazing that we had always gone through any challenges ahead of us... From our break up, to another guy's appearance, to another girl's appearance which caused me to doubt our relationship... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all these challenges really brought us 2 together even closer (hopefully)... It's funny when we looked back into the nights we both cried and laughed at it the next night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to have her beside me and I couldn't help asking her a few times,"Honey, do you know that I love you very much?" and "Will you ever leave me?Promise that you won't". Seeing people crumble in relationship and even myself sometimes makes me afraid.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I don't anymore, I guess... I feel that I can really trust my dumb dumb chuuchuubii alot... Because I know that she loves me alot too... Honey, I hope that this relationship will last for eternity and I am really happy that it is still going well for the both of us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I love you lots... and even though I know you don't like the name Chuuchuubii, you will always be my one and only Chuuchuubii... Muackss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-8162994509805242521?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/8162994509805242521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=8162994509805242521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8162994509805242521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8162994509805242521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-night.html' title='A Great Night'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-576642649909991738</id><published>2009-09-05T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:08:45.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Love You More</title><content type='html'>At first I set the song which Claire sang to me as my ringtone... Finally after quite sometime she has already chosen Celine Dion's To Love You More.... that song is very touching and everytime I listen to it, I wanna ask Claire to dance with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has already cut the song, sent to me and reminded me to set it as my message tone so that I will listen to it a lot of times......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire I love you lots....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To love you more&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back in the arms I love&lt;br /&gt;Need me like you did before&lt;br /&gt;Touch me once again&lt;br /&gt;And remember when&lt;br /&gt;There was no one that you wanted more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go you know you will break my heart&lt;br /&gt;She won't love you like I will&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who'll stay&lt;br /&gt;When she walks away&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'll be standing here still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Here inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who wants to love you more&lt;br /&gt;You will see I can give you&lt;br /&gt;Everything you need&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me as if you never knew&lt;br /&gt;Hold me so you can't let go&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in me&lt;br /&gt;I will make you see&lt;br /&gt;All the things that your heart needs to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Here inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who wants to love you more&lt;br /&gt;You will see I can give you&lt;br /&gt;Everything you need&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some way all the love that we had can be saved&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes we'll find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Here inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who wants to love you more&lt;br /&gt;You will see I can give you&lt;br /&gt;Everything you need&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to love you more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-576642649909991738?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/576642649909991738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=576642649909991738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/576642649909991738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/576642649909991738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-love-you-more.html' title='To Love You More'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5538352446509142561</id><published>2009-09-04T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T18:14:06.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thing that I Fear the Most...</title><content type='html'>Just now, Claire just smsed me saying that her jie (Wei Lin) was stressful and was in dilemma whether she wanted to resign or not... and if she resigns and wants to continue her studies, then Claire will follow her along and that she will finish all her subjects by this year... which means she could be leaving for foreign countries anytime next year. I myself will be leaving for Canada for 2.5 years next year September which means we will be back to Malaysia almost the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am just scared... Things would be different in this 3 years time... We can't call like we used to.... We can't sms each other all the time.... And what is worse... Our timezone is ultimately different. Ohh honey, I just hope that you'd wait for me, just like I'd wait for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart, Claire...... I really do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5538352446509142561?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5538352446509142561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5538352446509142561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5538352446509142561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5538352446509142561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/thing-that-i-fear-most.html' title='The Thing that I Fear the Most...'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7531188298020968381</id><published>2009-09-03T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:34:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sorry~</title><content type='html'>Clairence&lt;br /&gt;I do not mean to doubt your love in the first place......&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived a life full of lies ever since I was born&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends, and everybody that I know&lt;br /&gt;use each other to get what they want.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I always have this trust issue....&lt;br /&gt;I never did try to trust people easily....&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I myself could be just so cold blooded,&lt;br /&gt;selfish&lt;br /&gt;and lie on my part to get what I want....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cheated my friends, I have lied to my family, I even have cheated in relationships....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I don't wanna get hurt myself,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I'm just another selfish bastard&lt;br /&gt;who grew up the hard way.....&lt;br /&gt;and learnt about reality in such a young age.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my whole day thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;about what I have done last night and this morning....&lt;br /&gt;It was just plain stupid and dumb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was my mistake......&lt;br /&gt;I know you are someone whom I could trust&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this stupid before doubting the love&lt;br /&gt;the love that you have given me all these while.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna ask is just you to forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;I am still adapting to this change...&lt;br /&gt;I know it is not easy but&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that I am willing to change&lt;br /&gt;I will change for a better person&lt;br /&gt;And I will learn to understand your feelings as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clairence, I was just so afraid that I would lose you that I overreacted last night when I know that the only person that I could trust is you... I am sorry Clairence.... and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7531188298020968381?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7531188298020968381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7531188298020968381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7531188298020968381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7531188298020968381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-sorry.html' title='I am sorry~'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-2025110804263878517</id><published>2009-09-02T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:12:18.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially for Clairence Part 2</title><content type='html'>Another response to Clairence's &lt;a href="http://princessweichien.blogspot.com/2009/09/jaiden.html"&gt;newer blog post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should write this in English since my Chinese is not that strong.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun,&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is much more touching than mine&lt;br /&gt;My 24 hours is not even comparable&lt;br /&gt;to your 1 hour.....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I'm not that good in expressing&lt;br /&gt;my feelings in words&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe because you are much more sentimental than this piece of wood here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we think back, all the way back to the moment we have known each other, it's pretty funny how we were able to get through every spikes in our relationship.... Of course, you are the more patient one.... You were the one who was able to pull our relationship together.... I am sorry sometimes I am cold to you and I don't really share much of my problems with you, maybe it's because I'm used to it already and I know that this is my stupidity for not sharing my problems with the one whom I love most....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hold on to the fact that I LOVE YOU MOST whenever, wherever I am.... Hold on to it forever and believe me... No one is able to take your place in my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that even everyday, I am not able to see you, treat you like how a normal bf usually treats his gfs, always being beside you, carry your inhaler with my pocket for you all the time, and let you manja manja with me, I want you to know that I will try my very best to be the perfect bf for you........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your simple sweet voice is already enough to make my day....... Your simple laugh is enough to clear me from any sorrow........ Your prettiness is enough to make me wonder into another world.... and your care is simply enough to make me surrender myself to you....and make me belong to noone....noone except for Clairence Tan Wei Chien.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-2025110804263878517?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/2025110804263878517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=2025110804263878517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2025110804263878517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2025110804263878517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/specially-for-clairence-part-2.html' title='Specially for Clairence Part 2'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1920912048124028695</id><published>2009-09-01T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:58:04.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially for Clairence Tan Wei Chien</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This post is in response to my hun's &lt;a href="http://princessweichien.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html"&gt;most recent blog post&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clairence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你为什么要让自己那么负担的去想一个&lt;br /&gt;我再也不在乎的人呢？&lt;br /&gt;你感觉不到我有多么的爱你吗？&lt;br /&gt;你常说我跟她之前的关系有多么的甜蜜，&lt;br /&gt;可是你是否知道她曾给我的坏回忆吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而你就不同，&lt;br /&gt;你给我的回忆都是好的，&lt;br /&gt;甚至当你在生我的气时，&lt;br /&gt;在我哄回你开心的当儿，&lt;br /&gt;我也觉得很幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不需要因为想着这些废话和为这些废话感到不开心的幼稚感到抱歉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不介意，&lt;br /&gt;至少我知道你是关心我的，&lt;br /&gt;还有你害怕失去我。&lt;br /&gt;但是我要你在每次有这些想法时告诉我，&lt;br /&gt;至少让我做那个为你理清那些疑虑的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请不要再因为这些想法而对我不理不睬，&lt;br /&gt;还有千万不要再离开我的身边好吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;还有让我时时刻刻不停的提醒你我有多么的爱你，&lt;br /&gt;Clairence 陈微倩，将会是我这一生一世的最爱，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;没有人比你更有资格接受我的爱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you have any idea how hard this was??? ZzZZz... I love you dearest Clairence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1920912048124028695?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1920912048124028695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1920912048124028695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1920912048124028695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1920912048124028695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/09/specially-for-clairence-tan-wei-chien.html' title='Specially for Clairence Tan Wei Chien'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4322169955962528156</id><published>2009-08-31T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:05:00.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pile of s-h-i-T</title><content type='html'>I fuucken hate my new timetable...&lt;br /&gt;Most of the goddamn classes starts&lt;br /&gt;from 9am to 6pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;stupid course administrator.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sienzz.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My results have been good so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I gotta admit that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thermodynamics result&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is out of my expectations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I passed, and I passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with quite good result actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Aside of that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I have moved to a new place now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And this time, it's far from my uni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;gotta drive all the way there -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had 3 invitations last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for Merdeka countdown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 is to Bar Celona by the club itself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 is to Euphoria MOS by Cherish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while the other is to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Zouk by Eveeee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ended up going NONE... haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I MISS BATTLING very much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4322169955962528156?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4322169955962528156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4322169955962528156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4322169955962528156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4322169955962528156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/pile-of-s-h-i-t.html' title='Pile of s-h-i-T'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-6653702700812274539</id><published>2009-08-28T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:36:46.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HMPH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haihz.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stupid dumbdumb chuuchuubii &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went off to Sarikei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for another 3 days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till Sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-6653702700812274539?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/6653702700812274539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=6653702700812274539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6653702700812274539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6653702700812274539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmph_28.html' title='HMPH'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1556601267812107199</id><published>2009-08-27T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:05:04.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuuchuubii...</title><content type='html'>I missed her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad she sms-ed me from time to time from Bali... At least I know that I am not forgotten over the 5 days period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a total of 3 hours and 30 minutes talking with her on the phone last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent around 30 minutes talking about this stupid guy named "Brandon Wong" who suddenly just popped out claiming that he was my friend and trying to rock Clairence and my relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where all this dumb crazy people come from... They just have too much of time I think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just glad that my Chuuchuubii is already back in Kuching safe and sound...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1556601267812107199?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1556601267812107199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1556601267812107199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1556601267812107199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1556601267812107199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuuchuubii.html' title='Chuuchuubii...'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3600719015795789758</id><published>2009-08-25T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:41:43.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness Day 4...</title><content type='html'>I just can't wait for her to be back tomorrow... She sms-ed me a few times from bali... at least I know that she still hasn't forgotten bout me.. or maybe she wanted to check whether I forgot her or not... haha... isn't chuuchuubii a cutie? ;) I miss you clairence... muacks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3600719015795789758?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3600719015795789758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3600719015795789758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3600719015795789758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3600719015795789758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/loneliness-day-4.html' title='Loneliness Day 4...'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4813154088179592637</id><published>2009-08-22T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:33:50.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days of loneliness...</title><content type='html'>HAIHZ.... She is already in airport checking in.... I am soooo gonna miss her and her incredible dumbdumb-ness.... OMG!! we had a really good chat last night.... She said give me these 5 days to miss her wo... So bad~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I MISS YOU CLAIRENCE CHUUCHUUBII~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4813154088179592637?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4813154088179592637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4813154088179592637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4813154088179592637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4813154088179592637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-days-of-loneliness.html' title='5 days of loneliness...'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5671306504715842464</id><published>2009-08-21T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:06:32.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My little dumbdumb will be going to Bali tomorrow at 3pm, for five days... Wish you have an enjoyable trip with your jie and friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on the other hand just finished my exam and all I need is a really good sleep and maybe go catch up on some movies that I have left out... I can finally let a sigh of relief after Thermodynamics and Engineering Management Economics killed me few days back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, till then peeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5671306504715842464?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5671306504715842464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5671306504715842464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5671306504715842464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5671306504715842464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-little-dumbdumb-will-be-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-66556990140883855</id><published>2009-08-18T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:52:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently sitting on the balcony, the sky is still beautiful.... I can see the clouds slowly moving, intersecting each other in various angles, some forming the shape of heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is still playing Desree - Kissing You....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say to myself that, we all can see the same sky no matter how far we are.... We still see the same Sun, the same shape of Moon and perhaps the same shapes of clouds... Sometimes, long distance relationship isn't that far at all.... Looking up the sky will tell you how close you both are, without you even noticing it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-66556990140883855?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/66556990140883855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=66556990140883855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/66556990140883855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/66556990140883855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-currently-sitting-on-balcony-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3628344800681307558</id><published>2009-08-15T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:26:21.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How can feelings fade in just one week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last Sunday, at 12:54am she said, that she loves me alot... and today, this very morning, she said that she doesn't love me anymore.... I asked her for her reason a few times.... All she can say is, I dont love you anymore la... That's all, my feelings have already fade... I was having fever today, it got worsen from yesterday, all she wished for is a breakup, and not me to recover.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is that possible??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it is my karma, as what said by Mario.... What goes around, comes around... I have taken her away from Vik Cheong Yi Hong, maybe..... THIS IS MY FAULT... and I very truly understand that I got what I have deserved, taking someone away from her bf......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3628344800681307558?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3628344800681307558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3628344800681307558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3628344800681307558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3628344800681307558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-can-feelings-fade-in-just-one-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-372803498744452528</id><published>2009-08-14T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:38:11.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEVER~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SH-IT!!! it started off with a cough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;followed by severe cough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and then causing me to feel hot and cold randomly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after that i had stomach ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and now, im having headache and fever..... (-___-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-372803498744452528?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/372803498744452528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=372803498744452528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/372803498744452528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/372803498744452528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/fever.html' title='FEVER~'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1899686178897410301</id><published>2009-08-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:39:28.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Just So Afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All I ever want&lt;br /&gt;is just to have her&lt;br /&gt;by my side, forever... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I am just scared that&lt;br /&gt;she will leave me&lt;br /&gt;for Australia&lt;br /&gt;with her cousin sister....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I'm really afraid&lt;br /&gt;that I would have&lt;br /&gt;less chance to&lt;br /&gt;listen to her sweet voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I already have rejected&lt;br /&gt;the pathway to Australia&lt;br /&gt;so the only thing left for me&lt;br /&gt;is either US or Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I am really scared, Clairence...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to brush this&lt;br /&gt;off my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;but it just keep coming back&lt;br /&gt;and haunt me.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and everytime it does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I couldn't stop myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;from having tears on my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Clairence....... My chuuchuubii&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted is&lt;br /&gt;just to hold your hands&lt;br /&gt;hug you&lt;br /&gt;and kiss you throughout my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I just hope that&lt;br /&gt;you can come&lt;br /&gt;together with me to Canada&lt;br /&gt;and we can stay here&lt;br /&gt;until we complete our studies&lt;br /&gt;and then come back&lt;br /&gt;to Malaysia....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh God,&lt;br /&gt;I have never wished&lt;br /&gt;for anything all my 19years&lt;br /&gt;living on Earth.....&lt;br /&gt;I am even sorry for not&lt;br /&gt;believing in your existence&lt;br /&gt;at the first place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please, please,&lt;br /&gt;grant me&lt;br /&gt;just this humble wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so that I can be&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;Clairence&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do not want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to ever say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to her.... Not even once....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1899686178897410301?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1899686178897410301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1899686178897410301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1899686178897410301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1899686178897410301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-i-ever-want-is-just-to-have-her-by.html' title='I&apos;m Just So Afraid'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3917633031427121968</id><published>2009-08-12T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:38:58.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛しています</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIXT-afpuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/he55fPIxVpI/s1600-h/4e1f90c6ff391b7ebe01959qs7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368879337718130402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIXT-afpuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/he55fPIxVpI/s320/4e1f90c6ff391b7ebe01959qs7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how&lt;br /&gt;to truly love a person&lt;br /&gt;and truly care about&lt;br /&gt;that person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIY64Ye3yI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2p46rR7HbWY/s1600-h/67206194f214a9f77c7e92bnv7.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIXrB-JkcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WlL39XSZIp0/s1600-h/Love(01).gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368879733809975746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIXrB-JkcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WlL39XSZIp0/s320/Love(01).gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It could be bitter&lt;br /&gt;but also sweet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;at the same time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIYonWHEmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YQNrLuJF3as/s1600-h/ef9987a4a4a0c7e1f824b45lf9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368880791814607458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIYonWHEmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YQNrLuJF3as/s320/ef9987a4a4a0c7e1f824b45lf9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afraid of everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NEVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afraid of loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIZRc1u0wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/688is8cEg7w/s1600-h/fec01ad78292dcce8ad1097ul1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368881493369082626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIZRc1u0wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/688is8cEg7w/s320/fec01ad78292dcce8ad1097ul1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never worried about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;falling in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because even in fairy tales,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;happy endings are always found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at the last page.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All these quotes were found &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;through the internet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't think of anything better myself for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my dearest Clairence Tan Wei Chien,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;except for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3917633031427121968?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3917633031427121968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3917633031427121968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3917633031427121968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3917633031427121968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='愛しています'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SoIXT-afpuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/he55fPIxVpI/s72-c/4e1f90c6ff391b7ebe01959qs7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5497609623934956694</id><published>2009-08-11T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:41:24.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clairence Tan Wei Chien</title><content type='html'>1. Very naughty&lt;br /&gt;2. Very manja&lt;br /&gt;3. Broke the record being the fastest person to make me quit smoking (1week half)&lt;br /&gt;4. First girl whom I have told my mommy about&lt;br /&gt;5. First girl in the whole universe who calls her lengchai cute sweet hubby, dumbdumb&lt;br /&gt;6. Very very pretty&lt;br /&gt;7. Very very talkative&lt;br /&gt;8. Mega active&lt;br /&gt;9. First girl whom I listened to in this 16 years time&lt;br /&gt;10. Has the cutest voice (Almost similar to GuiGui from HeiSheHuiMeiMei)&lt;br /&gt;11. I love her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5497609623934956694?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5497609623934956694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5497609623934956694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5497609623934956694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5497609623934956694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/clairence-tan-wei-chien.html' title='Clairence Tan Wei Chien'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7253956834085737726</id><published>2009-08-11T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:50:47.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN DAMN CB-KIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First was virus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now is profile picture switching....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have no idea how this girl's picture could turn out to be at Clairence's MSN.... And this particular girl is the girl who asked me to be her bf right after 5 minutes of chat.... And so, I went and asked Clairence, thinking that she acted as the girl to test me or stuffs liddat.... GARH I M SO CONFUSED AND STUPID......!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How can I suspect Clairence? My ChuuChuuBii will never lie to me (EVEN IF she does, I will trust her). Oh god, Wei Chien, please talk to me, please please talk to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will slap myself if you want... I'm so sorry....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7253956834085737726?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7253956834085737726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7253956834085737726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7253956834085737726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7253956834085737726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/msn-damn-cb-kia.html' title='MSN DAMN CB-KIA'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-2628742163628245544</id><published>2009-08-11T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:25:13.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dearest &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm sooooo sooooo sooo sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I made you cry.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not mad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its my fault lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This dumbdumb darling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;that you're loving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;got problems one la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just want you to know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you, ChuuChuuBii~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And I'm serious....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And the moment I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;become your darling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I made a vow that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm  going to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laugh all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and not cry even a single drop of tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S. Charmaine, when I balik Seremban, I will simbah you with darah babi... Haha KIDDING... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-2628742163628245544?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/2628742163628245544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=2628742163628245544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2628742163628245544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2628742163628245544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg.html' title='OMG!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4073409961838430401</id><published>2009-08-10T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:17:02.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmph</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOMEONE MADE ME ANGRY JUST NOW....................!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HMPH!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4073409961838430401?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4073409961838430401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4073409961838430401&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4073409961838430401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4073409961838430401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmph.html' title='Hmph'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-6808573306488584531</id><published>2009-08-10T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:28:33.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UCSI ===&gt; stupid</title><content type='html'>Finally I got to see the Dean of Engineering, Dr. Jimmy Mok and finally he signed my paper and I am now officially a member of Institute of Engineers, Malaysia (IEM) and Institute of Mechanical Engineers (IMechE)... I have waited for him to sign these papers for like...... 3 months already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as up till today, I have already abandoned 2 of my projects,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one which was Metal Storm handgun,&lt;br /&gt;in which I have all the SolidWorks designs done for it....&lt;br /&gt;3 bullets on one trigger... 0.1% jam rate....&lt;br /&gt;But UCSI has no equipment and lab for weaponry design..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other was dessicant live solar cooler...&lt;br /&gt;what a bummer, Raamjee and I have taken down one refrigerator&lt;br /&gt;and converted it to an air conditioner...&lt;br /&gt;Coolants, evaporators all done&lt;br /&gt;But no money to buy solar panel (equipped with solar absorber)&lt;br /&gt;UCSI refuses to sponsor this small little project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn demotivating.....&lt;br /&gt;Now no mood to study dy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-6808573306488584531?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/6808573306488584531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=6808573306488584531&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6808573306488584531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6808573306488584531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/ucsi-stupid.html' title='UCSI ===&gt; stupid'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-6913487503083465769</id><published>2009-08-10T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:17:03.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah i finally got back my inspiration to blog again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My msn virus is finally cleared... It was quite a problem when I had this virus.... Everybody really thought I posted my naked photos in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shameshame.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.ShameShame.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.... lol... zzz... (SERIOUSLY, PLEASE DON'T CLICK ON THIS LINK!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;On the other hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I am really sorry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Chuuchuu bii,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;For scaring you last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;when your house had blackout...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and nearly made you cry.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I love you dearly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am also sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for making you angry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday's afternoon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really don't know her...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And even if I do,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;noone will replace you in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eventhough you always claim me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as your dumbdumb,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will not do anything stupid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hurt you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are my number 1!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;There is only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;one Chuuchuubii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;in my life and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;noone will replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;this dumbdumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because I will only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sayang this dumbdumb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whom I am in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love with now....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-6913487503083465769?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/6913487503083465769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=6913487503083465769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6913487503083465769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6913487503083465769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-165963530944397301</id><published>2009-08-10T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:00:53.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Give My Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes I can see that you&lt;br /&gt;Want to be with me but you're so scared&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to say or do&lt;br /&gt;But the tears keep falling from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I know that times won't change my love&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do nothing to keep you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'll give my love&lt;br /&gt;Oh when I hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Give my love through kisses oh so bright&lt;br /&gt;And you know that I can't change my love&lt;br /&gt;Take my love all through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the hours pass away&lt;br /&gt;You think that love ain't here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Feel a beat from your chest&lt;br /&gt;But you don't give doubt a moment's rest&lt;br /&gt;You dream the future and all you see is dark&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart, baby, &lt;br /&gt;The truth will set sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll give my love oh when I hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Give my love through kisses oh so bright&lt;br /&gt;And you know, that I can't change my love&lt;br /&gt;Take my love all through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll give my love oh when I hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Give my love through kisses oh so bright&lt;br /&gt;And you know that time won't change my love&lt;br /&gt;Take my love all through the night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-165963530944397301?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/165963530944397301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=165963530944397301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/165963530944397301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/165963530944397301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-song.html' title='Our Song'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5141125015075646257</id><published>2009-08-09T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:06:47.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ChuuchuuBii!! We're officially together d now......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I almost burst out crying last night&lt;br /&gt;when I heard her whisper softly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/Sn5IxvJ9AzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4oQ1IEnBtrI/s1600-h/loveHeart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367807825181213490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/Sn5IxvJ9AzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4oQ1IEnBtrI/s320/loveHeart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/Sn5IxvJ9AzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4oQ1IEnBtrI/s1600-h/loveHeart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It was really touching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;especially with her sweet sweet cute cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chuuchuu bii-ish voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09/08/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:54am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We are officially together, me and chuuchuu bii.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A very meaningful moment for me..... Being with a very very special girl and knowing her, is just so splendid.... OOh OOh not to mention, she has an unforgettable cute cute wawa voice... &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clairence Tan Wei Chien, I miss you so much.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5141125015075646257?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5141125015075646257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5141125015075646257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5141125015075646257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5141125015075646257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuuchuubii-were-officially-together-d.html' title='ChuuchuuBii!! We&apos;re officially together d now......'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/Sn5IxvJ9AzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4oQ1IEnBtrI/s72-c/loveHeart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4086825101551340719</id><published>2009-08-09T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:58:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To: Chuuchuubii~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss you, dumb dumb......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I know you want to see a post about you lor.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And here it is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Specially for you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Chuuchuu bii....... I miss you so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thank you for being my dumbdumb and my princess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And not to mention all you sweet kisses last night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I slept well last night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know I said that I'd be able to dream about you..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Though I didn't, I want you to know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think about you every hour every minute lor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Although chatting with you for 3 hours last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;was very costly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but I think that the full 3 hours of crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;really made me like you even more, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nd even made me starting to love you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chuuchuubii~ I miss you very much now..... blehzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope you'll always be my dumbdumb......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4086825101551340719?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4086825101551340719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4086825101551340719&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4086825101551340719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4086825101551340719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-maybe-unable-to-love-you-in-this-life.html' title='To: Chuuchuubii~'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5997792044215769056</id><published>2009-08-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:05:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid-est karangan ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SnmRe6AoK2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fuyqcTiZi08/s1600-h/pic05436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366480391142648674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SnmRe6AoK2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fuyqcTiZi08/s320/pic05436.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This KID is PRO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5997792044215769056?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5997792044215769056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5997792044215769056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5997792044215769056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5997792044215769056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-est-karangan-ever.html' title='Stupid-est karangan ever'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SnmRe6AoK2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fuyqcTiZi08/s72-c/pic05436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4085815410258761307</id><published>2009-08-05T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:29:50.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting my days in Malaysia.........</title><content type='html'>I have approximately one more year left in Malaysia. I know it is a bit long but........ there is just so many things that I have not done here. I have not tried a lot of food here, I have not been to many places yet, I have not go for most of my college reunion yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is different this time is that, I do not know when I will be coming back. Siva, who is in Montreal currently gets to come back every year but my mom asked me not to.... Not until I have graduated there and have a job in the North America continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I have a group of friends who will be coming with me to Canada, Luther, Raamjee, Hishaam, SuCheng, Sarah and Nafee. I will miss a lot of people here, the culture here, the politics here, the Bahasa Melayu, and definitely nasi lemak and my mom's cooking....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4085815410258761307?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4085815410258761307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4085815410258761307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4085815410258761307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4085815410258761307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/08/counting-my-days-in-malaysia.html' title='Counting my days in Malaysia.........'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5557097138719246975</id><published>2009-07-27T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:15:35.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~</title><content type='html'>It seems like I have lost my inspiration to blog already..... Like a poet starting to have his passion for poetry fading away.... I have been slacking alot these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I felt as if everything is not going the way I wanted it to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to lose passion in studying maybe.... A motivation to keep me going on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I am starting to move backwards.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I have been smoking more than ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I have been drinking more than I used to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I am starting to lose concentrations in my studies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I swear alot these few days.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I am back to my bad old habits....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need some motivation~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5557097138719246975?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5557097138719246975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5557097138719246975&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5557097138719246975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5557097138719246975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='~~~'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4504468253594461625</id><published>2009-07-23T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:35:01.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario vs Mr. Low</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post is seriously about real characters, fictional image of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No dogs or corpses were harmed during this photoshoot because it was copied from Yahoo!Images....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Year 2 student.... ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strength: Watched Saw 1, 3, 4 and 5 and has a darkside.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weakness: He got barred for Numerical Analysis and is depressed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. Rahul described,"Mario?Oh the one who looked like a street fighter??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr. Low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senior Lecturer and teaches Numerical Analysis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strength: He has the brains, he was the one who failed Mario and has a bright side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weakness: None.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. All the students described,"Mr Low is a good lecturer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SmhRutz2h9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/XOwMQ4Z16OI/s1600-h/976709429_38e5fb85f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361625219397486546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SmhRutz2h9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/XOwMQ4Z16OI/s320/976709429_38e5fb85f4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fight BEGINS......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SmhRMpNSgTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qsgpwsuaSCM/s1600-h/2593497655_841e4645a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361624634046447922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SmhRMpNSgTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qsgpwsuaSCM/s320/2593497655_841e4645a6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Winner: Mr Low&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mario was just no match for Mr. Low's brain power....... The corpse you see at the top is Mario after he got frozen by Mr. Low's mega psychic power.... Okay... I gotta stop this....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4504468253594461625?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4504468253594461625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4504468253594461625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4504468253594461625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4504468253594461625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/07/mario-vs-mr-low.html' title='Mario vs Mr. Low'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SmhRutz2h9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/XOwMQ4Z16OI/s72-c/976709429_38e5fb85f4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-8396982582708559545</id><published>2009-07-10T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:15:53.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye - Ebuddy, You SUCK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have already been using this stupid Ebuddy for past 5 months.... Because I accidentally updated Windows Genuine Advantage Checkup... and after one week, they said I can't sign in to Windows Live due to Windows Communication Platform problem, AND my wallpaper go kapoof and turns black, unless I buy the new Windows XP Home Pack (ORIGINAL). You know the troubles of reformatting, takes us few hours just to install the drivers and the utilities. DAHLAH my MSN not working, I have this friend who has a freaking huge collection of emoticons that even every alphabets (ALMOST) has its own emot. Gah!! BENCI-NESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Finally my computer go bye bye.... it couldn't restart. I couldn't find myself the problem. So I sent it to a shop, The TECHshop and they told me that my computer's problem is complicated lar... hard disk could've gone lar.... my computer could've overheated and all those stuffs... I was quite worried actually. They said that they could have possibly be replacing the whole system inside my laptop and I MUST BUY THE ORIGINAL WINDOWS XP HOME!!! ----&gt; RM340!!! I gave in cause I thought my laptop's problem was severe and that it was the ONLY PC SHOP IN LEISURE MALL (People, PLEASE DONT GO THERE... That place damn cibai!!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Laptop finally fixed, reason, Windows crashed.... WTF!?!?! I could've reformatted myself using Hishaam's CD and it barely even costs 20 bucks.... BENCI-NESS!!! Got conned kao kao... Anyways, I guess it's a quite costly lesson for me though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S. Thank you Luther, Kin Meng and Hishaam for calling me stupid the whole day.... (-____-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-8396982582708559545?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/8396982582708559545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=8396982582708559545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8396982582708559545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8396982582708559545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/07/bye-bye-ebuddy-you-suck.html' title='Bye bye - Ebuddy, You SUCK!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3837019491652355312</id><published>2009-07-07T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:57:46.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....So many happenings these few days.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First of all, this post is dedicated to a really good friend of mine, a friend whom I know since last semester... Though I knew you not long enough, but you were like a brother to me... I am sorry to know what has happened to your father. Everything has happened too sudden and I got this news last Monday. I hope that you can continue your studies here in UCSI and please do not leave us cause it will definitely be boring without you... Please do not come back saying that you are here to settle credit transfer procedures to a university back to your hometown. And I am sure your dad would want you to complete your studies and be a successful engineer. Don't give up because he has very high hopes on you ever since you told him that you want to study engineering here in Malaysia. All I could say now is, may your dad rest in peace and that you will move on in your life and succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Apart from that, my leg is starting to irritate me already, ever since that trolley incident. I felt as if my shattered piece of bone has already displaced to the bottom of my knee and everytime I walk down the stairs, there is something poking me and my leg will crackle (Like those crackling sounds of the fingers when you stretch it). I took Charmaine's advice and apply Chinese medicine on it every night but apparently at the moment, it hasn't shown any improvements yet. The thing is, I can't dance at the moment (F_U_C_K!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;I have so many midterms in this 2 weeks time, I have just finished my Thermodynamics exam, which was a disaster.... Still have Statics, Maths 1, and EME. I need a break now and I really need to go CLUB!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3837019491652355312?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3837019491652355312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3837019491652355312&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3837019491652355312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3837019491652355312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-many-happenings-these-few-days.html' title='....So many happenings these few days.....'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3831858492052399831</id><published>2009-07-05T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:51:04.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents These Days Can GO SUCK A DICKO!!!</title><content type='html'>It's quite embarassing that now these days parents do not care about their children anymore. They just don't care about their well-being and manners. I just came back from Jusco Seremban 2 just now to get something to eat for lunch and stuffs to be brought back to KL. Not surprising to see the complex being crowded because this is like THE ONLY DECENT PLACE to go to on a Sunday, for people in the whole Negeri Sembilan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those benches on the top floor are filled with parents sitting down and chit-chatting among each other, and they allow their kids to run around. If I would be a criminal, I would've just kidnapped their children, and I would be damn sure that they will realize that their children are missing 2 hours later when they trying to find another topic to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Sundays, they have all those free samples for people to try. Maggi Mee, Vitagen, Yogurt etc etc. Those parents lined up in a freaking looooooooong queue just to get a small sip of the sample, leaving their children behind. You know how small children are, I am 181cm and it is definitely hard for me to see a small kid running around in the crowd. I could've accidentally kicked him or stomped on his head causing him to end up in a coma. The whole time being in the supermarket, my head was looking down all the time, afraid I could've harmed some naughty kids running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was waiting to pay for the parking ticket, a lady in front of me was having a baby in the trolley, and when she was paying for the ticket, she didn't realise that the trolley was rolling down. (It was a slope and a blind person could've known that). That trolley rolled down and fortunately I was able to stop it with my leg, MY INJURED LEG. KANASAI BETUL!!! It hurt my knee again. If I was a little late to lift my leg out, the trolley could've rolled down to the road and a car could've killed the baby. Now, I am resting on the chair after applying the chinese medicine on my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anyways, to all the stupid, f-u-c-k-i-n-g parents who do not know how to take care of their children, please do not have children. Go and MANDULKAN yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. Hold your kids all the time unless you are not afraid that they are being kidnapped, get kicked by people like me, or banged by speed drivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2. When your kid is in the trolley and you are not at it, always keep the trolley in front of you to block the gravitational pull force on the trolley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3. Please do not go to shopping complex, sit on the bench and ignore your child. Keep them withing your sight all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4. Teach them how to behave themselves when they are out of the house, make sure that they do not dare to run around and to stick with you at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5. Be strict to them, make sure they learn to follow orders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and most importantly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6. Lets say you are waiting in the long queue, and you are in the middle already only to find out that you forgot to take the hair shampoo, DO NOT ASK YOUR CHILD TO GET IT FOR YOU or ASK HIM TO WAIT IN LINE WHILE YOU GO GET IT... It is very stupid to do so, but yet, I saw many parents doing so.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3831858492052399831?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3831858492052399831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3831858492052399831&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3831858492052399831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3831858492052399831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/07/parents-these-days-can-go-suck-dicko.html' title='Parents These Days Can GO SUCK A DICKO!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7543582377519425504</id><published>2009-07-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:31:18.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Leg Hurts Again.....</title><content type='html'>I had this accident due to a 'dance competition' early of the year, causing my knee cap to be broken. The orthopedist said that the bottom of my knee cap is broken and fortunately it was just a small part of it. But, that shattered piece of bone is still in my knee cap and I have to undergo an operation to take it out. Since it was going to be CNY, I told my mom and him that I don't need an operation.... My legs will recover by itself. And it did!!! It recovered 'fully' in around 2 weeks time (few days after CNY), whereby I can stop using crutches already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, this few days, I'm feeling the pain again. It feels as if there is something poking my knee from inside. And sometimes when I walk, it will crackle causing a slight shock to my brain and I have to sit down for a while to massage. Maybe because of the intense shuffling practice I did these few days. I thought the shattered piece will 'stick' back to my main bones again over time. If I would've told my mom, she will definitely force me to have an operation and maybe, I can not dance again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me what should I do.... I don't wanna undergo any operations, at the same time, I am quite frustrated with this pain.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7543582377519425504?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7543582377519425504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7543582377519425504&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7543582377519425504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7543582377519425504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-leg-hurts-again.html' title='My Leg Hurts Again.....'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-608092687233049956</id><published>2009-06-27T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:39:22.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Anselm Reunion</title><content type='html'>I had a very marvellous time yesterday with all these crazy a-s-s-e-s whom I have already known for years... We used to seeing each other at least 5 hours a day, 5 days a week. And it certainly is awkward not seeing them as frequently as we used to, now.. I kinda missed them and seeing them last night seriously meant a lot to me. Eventhough I was in Cheras, and I had an important meeting to attend to the next morning, I knew I had to present myself in such important meeting last night. I had a beef steak with shiitake and wine sauce, and a bottle of Tiger beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jegan, Jason Tan, Chin, Hew, 5d, Pradip, Tharu, Paul, Wen Shan, Siva, Kevin, Shukdesh, Shankaar, Terence, Sea Hai, Karthik, Tang Soon and Thiam Seen, it was certainly a pleasure meeting you guys and I'm sure we'll see each other again SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-608092687233049956?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/608092687233049956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=608092687233049956&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/608092687233049956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/608092687233049956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-anselm-reunion.html' title='5 Anselm Reunion'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-2423267690095579423</id><published>2009-06-25T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:54:19.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario and his Philosophy</title><content type='html'>Me and the b-a-s-t-a-r-d were having lunch together just now and he came to tell me one thing.... Are you sure you love your girlfriend? And I told him, I love her from the bottom of my heart. Then, he asks me one question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the difference between 'kasih', 'sayang', 'suka' and 'cinta' ? I guess he is from Indonesia, so maybe he was better in words, especially in Malay. I told him to look up the dictionary in BM and you will find that each of these words carries the same meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that it actually quite made sense from what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Kasih' is giving your love to someone who you don't know but willingly. Like God's love... Tuhan sentiasa mengasihi kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Suka' is a feeling of interest or maybe more of obsession towards a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sayang' is like the love to someone in which you will care about the someone for eternity. Its like your parents love you, and even if you do something very wrong, they will still 'sayang' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cinta', however meant that you could hate the person and yet love her/him at the same time. Something undefinable. So, I concluded that 'sayang' a person is better than 'cinta' a person. And he said no, 'cinta' is deeper. He never told his gf, gua cinta pada lu, instead he always told her, gua sayang pada lu because he could not define love himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me wonder, sometimes when I said I love you without even knowing the real meaning of this feeling, is it wrong? Do I actually 'sayang' her instead of 'cinta' her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh!! I hate you Mario!!!! t(-___-t)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-2423267690095579423?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/2423267690095579423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=2423267690095579423&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2423267690095579423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2423267690095579423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/06/mario-and-his-philosophy.html' title='Mario and his Philosophy'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3160037732926619672</id><published>2009-06-25T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:28:35.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooooo shuffling....</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda into shuffling these few days..... maybe cause some of those Melbourne shufflers inspired me with some Hardstyle songs especially from HeadHunterz and Noisecontollers... Besides compared to popping, shuffling actually just requires around 3 steps, all which requires stomping and it is alot easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy shuffling everyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3160037732926619672?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3160037732926619672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3160037732926619672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3160037732926619672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3160037732926619672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/06/ooooo-shuffling.html' title='ooooo shuffling....'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1917686098091008485</id><published>2009-06-19T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:02:13.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Ammar Says.....</title><content type='html'>Stupid people always end up being rich while smart people always end up poor because stupid people always come out with crazy ideas... And crazy ideas are the ones that will always end up giving huge profits....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mr. Ammar-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1917686098091008485?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1917686098091008485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1917686098091008485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1917686098091008485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1917686098091008485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-ammar-says.html' title='Mr. Ammar Says.....'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7265930949508058974</id><published>2009-06-05T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:49:43.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend of Mine</title><content type='html'>I knew this guy last semester and I just got to know that he was one of the survivors of the tsunami incident in Aceh. His family all passed away due to the incident while he was found clinging to a log in the middle of the sea for 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to hear this, knowing that he is always a cheerful person, even in class and never told me about this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PORT KLANG: Indonesian Rizal Shahputra spent a harrowing nine days sitting on a tree trunk afloat at sea, seeing one after another of his companions slip away, leaving him all alone the last three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 20-year-old, who was swept 100 nautical miles from his home in Banda Aceh into the middle of the Indian Ocean by the devastating tsunami on Dec 26 was found alive by an officer of a container vessel on Monday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When the tsunami hit, quite a number of us were swept into the sea. Many of us swam towards a tree trunk and hung on,” he told reporters before being rushed to the Tengku Ampuan Rahimah General Hospital in Klang yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the first two days, however, many of his companions, who were weakened, slipped away and died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“From then on, all I came across were floating bodies and these included those of people I knew,” he said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-The Star-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Anyways, I know he has already started a new fresh life now that he is already 4 years in UCSI, Malaysia. May God shower blessings upon my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7265930949508058974?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7265930949508058974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7265930949508058974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7265930949508058974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7265930949508058974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='A Friend of Mine'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1133856615636238224</id><published>2009-05-31T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:49:04.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dW = - mp dv</title><content type='html'>Finished my Thermodynamics I test 1 last Thursday. I had the confidence when I entered the auditorium until I saw the question paper. The calculation part was not hard at all because he grabbed the question straight from our text book. But hell, my confidence was seriously worn down by the stupid theory part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;This part consists of 5 questions and 15 marks. Please answer 3 questions out of the 5 questions given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Give the definition of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Force&lt;br /&gt;ii. Heat&lt;br /&gt;iii. Internal energy&lt;br /&gt;iv. Enthalpy&lt;br /&gt;v. Entropy&lt;br /&gt;vi. Closed system&lt;br /&gt;vii. Control volume&lt;br /&gt;viii. Thermodynamic properties&lt;br /&gt;ix. Reversible process&lt;br /&gt;x. State function&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define all and u get only 5 marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Explain thermodynamically why the reversible process formula is not applicable for non-reversible process. (5 marks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Explain thermodynamically about the Earth's global warming phenomena, considering Earth as a system. (5 marks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. Explain about the mass balance and steady state function in non-flow process, steady flow process and the First Law of Thermodynamics. (5 marks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. Explain about all the incident relating to thermodynamic which causes the formation of the universe.(including sun-like stars, planets etc) (5 marks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid questions aren't they? I mean, he should've asked more questions about thermodynamic analysis rather than general knowledge questions, after all we are pursuing BSc. and not MSc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1133856615636238224?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1133856615636238224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1133856615636238224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1133856615636238224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1133856615636238224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/dw-mp-dv.html' title='dW = - mp dv'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4452148961170894345</id><published>2009-05-28T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:43:35.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is seriously hillarious!!!</title><content type='html'>Watch this you won't regret it!!! Its SuperMario Land Japanese version.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c76a88ee72bad255" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc76a88ee72bad255%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329925483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70EFF95537517430C78099ABB0C421B28B88D558.44CF9E75E4DBD07365973A995A8E63FABCB455EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc76a88ee72bad255%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9gqDzHJpdmKRvCa9ZyFy6uGpNwg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc76a88ee72bad255%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329925483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70EFF95537517430C78099ABB0C421B28B88D558.44CF9E75E4DBD07365973A995A8E63FABCB455EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc76a88ee72bad255%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9gqDzHJpdmKRvCa9ZyFy6uGpNwg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This gamer, is definitely one patient and determined dude.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4452148961170894345?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c76a88ee72bad255&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4452148961170894345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4452148961170894345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4452148961170894345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4452148961170894345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-seriously-hillarious.html' title='This is seriously hillarious!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-2068313926285214713</id><published>2009-05-22T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:11:11.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LXD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;LXD : Legion of Xtraordinary Dancers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LXD will be an upcoming online series by JonMChu, who directed Step Up and Step Up 2, expecting to release sometime this summer. This series will chronicle the formation of “the most elite dance crew in the world,” tracing the origins of the seven schools of dance that make up the famed crew. What is different about this LXD compared to Step Up, Step Up 2, and also You Got Served, is that it features martial art as part of dance art as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways check out the trailer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e1830e0aa7895935" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1830e0aa7895935%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329925483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D496433D8776A268A480D9D41A2B213A435341192.6EAD52C5762188C70D0D0CBB12EDDC2FE5C5B9C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1830e0aa7895935%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEIvpGJHUtrRR6d93ySg_D9cSNsU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1830e0aa7895935%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329925483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D496433D8776A268A480D9D41A2B213A435341192.6EAD52C5762188C70D0D0CBB12EDDC2FE5C5B9C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1830e0aa7895935%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEIvpGJHUtrRR6d93ySg_D9cSNsU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-2068313926285214713?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e1830e0aa7895935&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/2068313926285214713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=2068313926285214713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2068313926285214713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2068313926285214713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/lxd.html' title='LXD'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1469612156978437570</id><published>2009-05-19T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:50:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Ciggy I see throughout the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The first one is the one that Mario gave me as a gift from Indonesia.... -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShKzmHHc-BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FkQHjbTSzWI/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525975714166802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShKzmHHc-BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FkQHjbTSzWI/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The one and only Marlboro Black Menthol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wouldn't say that it tastes special but the box does look cool eh?? Not bad, I kinda like this.. Thanks to Mario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The other special type of ciggy I tried is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShK09aWIPBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yKIpmchZ9YY/s1600-h/300px-Djarum-blacks-kretek.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337527475524615186" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShK09aWIPBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yKIpmchZ9YY/s320/300px-Djarum-blacks-kretek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Djarum Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha... the above picture was stolen from Wikipedia because I didn't have a chance to take a photo of the one I was smoking. Also, it was supplied by Mario. But the thing special about this 'kretek' was that after you take a puff, it will taste sweet when you lick your lips. It is quite strong actually cause the tar and nicotine quantity are higher than the conventional cigarettes. But the nicest thing about it is when you suck the puff in, it gives a special burning sound, like dried leaves crackling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lastly, this is not a cigarette, but the ingredients are about the same, tobacco.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShK3YiYxIjI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r5ROn2Roy_M/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337530140562891314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShK3YiYxIjI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r5ROn2Roy_M/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THE PIPE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well, this one is smoked by an Iranian in which that not-so-special-designed pipe costs RM200...!!! I tried this one, doesn't suit to my taste. The white packet you see next to it is the packet filled with cherry-flavoured tobacco. This can be used to take weed but the only thing is that you have to push it in with the metal thing next to the pipe after every puff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONCLUSION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShK4hi_pIsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/awMV4NMJrHk/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337531394856395458" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShK4hi_pIsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/awMV4NMJrHk/s320/image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1469612156978437570?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1469612156978437570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1469612156978437570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1469612156978437570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1469612156978437570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-ciggy-i-see-throughout-week.html' title='Special Ciggy I see throughout the week'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/ShKzmHHc-BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FkQHjbTSzWI/s72-c/DSC00111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-6245336268868726645</id><published>2009-05-12T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:49:44.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I..............CAN'T.............SLEEP!!!!</title><content type='html'>Those mother-F*ck*rs next door are playing stupid HOUSE songs with their new speakers at maximum volume -----&gt; in the middle of the night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND I CAN'T SLEEP!!!! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they play some Celine Dion's song or something like that? I have class at 8 tomorrow and they are playing DJ SH*THOLE songs!!! Gimme a break.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering, why not knock on their door and ask them to turn down the volume? Well, its because they have body 2 times the size of mine and they could've taken weed and are currently high. All I can do is to put on my headset and listen to the sweet love chinese songs my honey has sent to me....... GAH!!! Go F*CK YOURSELVES ROOM111!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-6245336268868726645?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/6245336268868726645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=6245336268868726645&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6245336268868726645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6245336268868726645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/icantsleep.html' title='I..............CAN&apos;T.............SLEEP!!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5487283503580154606</id><published>2009-05-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:15:45.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F&amp;N Freestylz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SgGZwJRhd2I/AAAAAAAAADg/cSRfk-3T1nA/s1600-h/logo_free.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332712486185564002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SgGZwJRhd2I/AAAAAAAAADg/cSRfk-3T1nA/s320/logo_free.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'F&amp;amp;N never fails to keep youthful, individualistic minds engaged with its bold and vibrant brand spirit. And you can be certain that being creative and expressive is always rewarding with F&amp;amp;N Freestylz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;“Unleash Your Art” was a blast last year. Participants were tasked to express their creativity using giant F&amp;amp;N cans as their canvas. The Grand Prize winner went on a memorable trip to explore the ever-evolving art movement in Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fnfreestylz.com/"&gt;“Show Ur Moves”&lt;/a&gt; with F&amp;amp;N Freestylz this year! Battle it out with your energetic power moves and you could be on your way to Korea to train with Asia’s craziest B-Boys – Gamblerz Crew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Show the world what you’re made of, show yourself what you can achieve, show your moves and spread cheers to the people around you. Be part of F&amp;amp;N Freestylz today!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If it weren't for my exams and not having crew members, I would have already joined in this thing. The preliminary rounds around June are the one that would be a big problem to me... Sighz. Those of you who thinks you are talented and have crew members, please do not waste this opportunity of a lifetime because &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;VERY FEW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dance competitions are held in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5487283503580154606?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5487283503580154606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5487283503580154606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5487283503580154606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5487283503580154606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/f-freestylz.html' title='F&amp;N Freestylz'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SgGZwJRhd2I/AAAAAAAAADg/cSRfk-3T1nA/s72-c/logo_free.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-8499805827094838396</id><published>2009-05-06T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:31:09.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rare Tranquility</title><content type='html'>It is 12.30am now and I am still not asleep, guess what? I am doing some exercises ....... for Mathematical Methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hostel is currently very quiet.... p-i-n-d-r-o-p silence.... This is seriously very rare because during this hour, USUALLY, the 2nd floor residents will be playing Street Fighter in their PS1, my floormates will be chitchatting while ground floor residents will be listening to their BoomBOX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rare opportunity for me to seize to study because in approximately 2 hours time, almost everybody will be out of bed, with each floor having at least 50 people gathering around the 20 inch TV on each floor cheering for Manchester Utd VS Arsenal 2nd leg, semifinals of Champions League.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground floor, 1st floor = Manchester United fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd floor, 3rd floor = Arsenal fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta continue doing practice questions for now before I go cheering for Manchester Utd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-8499805827094838396?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/8499805827094838396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=8499805827094838396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8499805827094838396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8499805827094838396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/rare-tranquility.html' title='The Rare Tranquility'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7849744789151270122</id><published>2009-05-01T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:48:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAJOR BLOG UPDATE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;New &lt;strong&gt;SONGS&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wang Lee Hom - Heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarrah Connor - Christmas in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jay Chou - Where is the promised happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hans Zimmer - Pearl Harbor (Tenesee Heroes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;New &lt;strong&gt;NAME&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crumpled tissue paper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I admire certain people's view on things. Photographers especially, because they can make something as ugly as crumpled tissue paper, a beautiful item and everything to them is an art....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This blog is named that way because I, too wish that I will be able to make everything beautiful through my blog...........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7849744789151270122?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7849744789151270122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7849744789151270122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7849744789151270122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7849744789151270122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/05/major-update.html' title='Major update'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-581530813158877930</id><published>2009-04-22T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:11:18.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Compilations of text messages</title><content type='html'>Okay, over the 2 years I have been keeping stupid SMS-es from my friends. These are some stupid s.h.i.t.s that I had been keeping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do u know whats A B C D E F G?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Boy Can Do Everything For Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now reverse da order, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can u guess the full form of: G F E D C B A ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girls Forgets Everything Done &amp;amp; Catches(new) Boy Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HEIGHT OF POVERTY: Wife stitching husband's condom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HEIGHT OF AMBITION: An ant climbing on the leg of an elephant with a motive of rape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HEIGHT OF UNEMPLOYMENT: A spider web found in a prostitute's pussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HEIGHT OF LAZINESS: A naked man sleeping on a naked woman expecting an earthquake to do the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;All the animals of a jungle have decided to hold a meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The lion has come, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the tiger has come, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the elephant has come, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the monkey has come.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;But the meeting hasn't started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Guess why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Because the JackA.S.S is busy reading this SMS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Two children were sitting outside a clinic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One of them was crying very loudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2nd Child: Why are you crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1st Child: I came here for a blood test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2nd Child: So? Are you afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1st Child: No. For the blood test, they cut my finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At this, the second one started crying profusely.The first one was astonished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1st Child: Why are you crying now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2nd Child: I came for a urine test ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;CNN News. Bush orders 15,000 FBI trained dogs to track down Osama. FBI awaiting further orders as one of the dogs is reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ques : Why do Couples hold hands on Wedding Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ans : Just for Formality, like 2 Boxers shaking hands before Fight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Why women love gold more than men? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Because gold has 24 carrot whereas man has only one carrot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;A good discussion is like a MINI SKIRT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Short enough to pertain interest and long enough to cover the subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : Tell me the opposite of good.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar : Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : Come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sardar : Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : Ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sardar : Pichlli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : U G L Y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sardar : PICHLLY !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : Shut Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sardar : Keep Talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : Get Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sardar : Come In.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : Oh my God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sardar : Oh my Devil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Interviewer : U r Rejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sardar : I am Selected. BALLE BALLLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I dont understand the above message. It was forwarded by my friend from India)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-581530813158877930?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/581530813158877930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=581530813158877930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/581530813158877930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/581530813158877930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/stupid-compilations-of-text-messages.html' title='Stupid Compilations of text messages'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1279888993483343308</id><published>2009-04-21T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:19:47.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips to winning a dance battle (only for poppers)</title><content type='html'>People dance hiphop (individual):&lt;br /&gt;1. As performance&lt;br /&gt;2. In a battleground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, both types have its own pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Performance dance is easy because you get to choose what songs you dance for. However, you have to dance for at least 6 minutes to get the crowd going and you have nothing to boost your momentum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As for battle, your dance can last even 1 minute as long as you humiliated your opponent enough and whenever your opponent provoke you or being provoked by you, your momentum will slowly increase and thus, your dance will be almost flawless. However, you are not given a chance to listen to the song you dance for beforehand. This is why usually hiphop battle = freestyle battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay, here is a few tips to get you going in a battleground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Preparation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Know your type. (For instance, I'm a popper. You can be a pop locker, a locker, break dancer or old skooler)&lt;br /&gt;2. Know your basics. (For popping, waves, tuts, jooks, bops, boogie etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tips on winning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. Imitation / Mimicking&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say its your opponent's turn. He is doing a pushdown (a move when you push your head and chest backwards and downwards repetitively one at a time). You do a pushdown as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. Pushing him away from the stage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cannot be applied if you are battling a breaker cause it will be dangerous especially when he is doing flips. However, it is really good if you are battling someone who is not breaking. Speed up your moves and push him out of the stage. Any methods can be used as long as it is aggressive. Krumping is one good method (since it can be adapted to popping and locking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3. Humiliate him/her&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This method is really simple. Use provocative body parts to bring him down. As for example, strob along as if you took his head (virtually) and putting it on your cock and you vibrate as if he is sucking it. Or you put his head and chuck it into the middle of your breasts choking him. Easy aint it? But keep in mind, use strobbing or boogaloo or waves to do this because no matter what, skills are still part of your marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. Use props&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tissue papers, caps, anything portable, you name it. Usually props are good especially at the end of the battle. You throw it to them as a symbol to humiliate them. Even simpler, kick off your shoes up into the air, catch it, and pretend as if it is a phone and you make some stupid face as if you are making fun of your opponent over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to dress overwhelmingly when you are going to a battle... just wear a cap, a comfy t-shirt and a pair of pants that are stretchable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about attitude..... Keep dancing and stay funky... Peace out, y'all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1279888993483343308?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1279888993483343308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1279888993483343308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1279888993483343308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1279888993483343308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/tips-to-winning-dance-battle-only-for.html' title='Tips to winning a dance battle (only for poppers)'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5430662253494391475</id><published>2009-04-19T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:24:11.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got inspired!!!</title><content type='html'>Woooshah!!!! I finally know what field of mechanical engineering I will centralize myself on..... When I first started studying mechanical engineering, I thought of doing research on fluids and nothing but fluid mechanics.. And then, I switched my interest to piping and tunneling because I thought it would be fun being away from home for few weeks.. However, after a slight brief through on thermodynamics, I was very into researching on boilers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326402976895348898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SesvSXhuMKI/AAAAAAAAADM/G0kgXd-F8vc/s320/225px-Steam_Boiler_3_english.png" border="0" /&gt; This is a sample of a water tube boiler from wiki which I thought of building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;However, my interest towards boilers and thermophysics did not last long either. I have finally found my true place, which is as weapons engineer. How was I inspired? By a gun that was manufactured by Metal Storm Limited, the one and only 36 BARREL PROTOTYPE, which fires up to one million rounds per minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326405331130539890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SesxbZvIX3I/AAAAAAAAADU/E0ifZesAqbE/s320/tn_ms36barrel%2520prototype_wmv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This deadly weapon can be used to take down troops that are advancing but also can intersect missiles. I'd be damned if anyone could survive this weapon. Soldiers who use this do not have to be afraid because it doesn't move, therefore it will not jam. Aside of that, it has sensors that can counter ambush attacks.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I will start off with my small project, perhaps to make a BB gun, a light-weight BB gun, higher power, and more accurate. One that fires 3 steel balls at one shot, making the three shots so precise that its persistency is almost infinity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BOOM!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5430662253494391475?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5430662253494391475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5430662253494391475&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5430662253494391475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5430662253494391475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-inspired.html' title='I got inspired!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SesvSXhuMKI/AAAAAAAAADM/G0kgXd-F8vc/s72-c/225px-Steam_Boiler_3_english.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3516882404874955820</id><published>2009-04-18T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T16:26:18.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Su*K a LollipOP, Bit*H and leave me alone!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is this ONE thing that bugs my mind these few days. My teacher, apparently, couldn't help adding me in Facebook, and so I added her for the purpose of keeping in touch with her as well as my old school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. I have left school for 3 years now. Which means I have not seen her in 3 years, and which also means that she is outta my life for 3 years already!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have given all the respect for her, talked to her politely and still calls her 'teacher' or 'ma'am'. But one thing I hate about her is that not only did she stalk me in Facebook, but she commented about what I wrote in my page with filthy words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Facebook is a social network, in which we are given freedom of speech, as long as we did not harm anybody or the country. I have all my rights to write freely on my page. Even if I did write, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"F**Ktard!!" &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; "C*NT"&lt;/span&gt;, I do not think that it is against the law or it offended anyone because I did not write &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"F**K YOU, SATHIA!!!"&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"YOU'RE A FU*KING C*NT, SATHIA!!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She mentioned,"I will stay away from you for health purposes." WTF?! She is already 40+ going 50. On top of that, she is a teacher, in which I thought wasn't as stupid as I think she is now. I have not seen her in 3 years. I have not touched her. I have not even say anything that concerns her. AND WHAT MORE, even when she is teaching me, I talked to her only once in a blue moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another thing is, she is so stupid that she linked my social life to my professionalism as an engineering student. C'mon Sathia, I am already 20, I know boundaries, and it is not you who decide it for me. Please note that, you teached me, NOT you are teaching me. I wouldnt  have written this post if it wasn't you who drove me up the wall. I showed you respect as my FORMER TEACHER, but please show me yours towards me as well. And again, how and no matter what way I use to talk to and socialize with my friends is not of your concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;So, GTFO of my life and PISS OFF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3516882404874955820?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3516882404874955820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3516882404874955820&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3516882404874955820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3516882404874955820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-suk-lollipop-bith-and-leave-me-alone.html' title='Go Su*K a LollipOP, Bit*H and leave me alone!!!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5119590055748332432</id><published>2009-04-15T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:33:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose fault was it actually??</title><content type='html'>Economic downfall in US has really shook the whole global economy... Who are we to blame actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Banks like Citigroup or Loaners like Lehman Bros?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company had used elaborate mathematical risk models which looked at mortgages in particular geographical &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;areas, but never included the possibility of a national housing downturn, or the prospect that millions of mortgage holders would default on their mortgages. Heavy exposure to troubled mortgages in the form of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Collateralized debt obligation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; (CDO's), compounded by poor risk management led Citigroup into trouble as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;subprime mortgage crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; worsened in 2008. Banks lent lent and continued lending to public without considering the people's income. So what happened actually?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;An increase in loan incentives such as easy initial terms and a long-term trend of rising housing prices encouraged borrowers to assume difficult mortgages in the belief they would be able to quickly refinance at more favorable terms. However, once interest rates began to rise and housing prices started to drop moderately in 2006–2007 in many parts of the U.S., refinancing became more difficult. Defaults and foreclosure activity increased dramatically as easy initial terms expired, home prices failed to go up as anticipated, and ARM interest rates reset higher. Foreclosures accelerated in the United States in late 2006 and triggered a global financial crisis through 2007 and 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Credit Rating system&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;US's AAA rating system is known worldwide. And so, Citigroup's mortgage goes on worldwide and some people does not even have an idea on what they are buying. Due to the boom in economy, raters also want to take advantage and pocket in some money. So, AAA rate can be found in 80% of mortgage plan set out in markets. These high ratings were believed justified because of risk reducing practices, including over-collateralization (pledging collateral in excess of debt issued), credit default insurance, and equity investors willing to bear the first losses. High ratings encouraged investors to buy securities backed by subprime mortgages, helping finance the housing boom. The reliance on agency ratings and the way ratings were used to justify investments led many investors to treat securitized products, some based on subprime mortgages, which is as equivalent to higher quality securities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I myself believe that the rating agencies suffered from conflicts of interest, as they were paid by investment banks and other firms that organize and sell structured securities to investors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;People and their greed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Lets say I earn $100 a day, equivalent to $3000 a month basic salary. And so an agent comes by and convinced,"You can own a house!!" I mean, you dont know my income, so how do you know I can own my house, I am renting an apartment and I am on my neck paying taxes and so on. "You dont need income to loan for house! Just get one, the payment of it is just like you paying for your apartment." If you were me, will you not take up this offer? $3000 salary a month and I can own a $500,000 house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So how this works?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1. Low interest rate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2. Loooooong period of repayment time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;3. Interest-only adjustable-rate mortgage (ARM), which allows the homeowner to pay just the interest (not principal) during an initial period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;4. Another paying loan plan, in which the homeowner can pay a variable amount, but any interest not paid is added to the principal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"During 2006, 22% of homes purchased (1.65 million units) were for investment purposes, with an additional 14% (1.07 million units) purchased as vacation homes. During 2005, these figures were 28% and 12%, respectively. In other words, a record level of nearly 40% of homes purchases were not intended as primary residences." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Cited from &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2007/04/30/real_estate/speculators_fleeing_housing_markets/index.htm"&gt;http://money.cnn.com/2007/04/30/real_estate/speculators_fleeing_housing_markets/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And so, I am still unsatisfied. Mortgage plans are still that good. I loaned another $300k to make my new house, my dream home. I built a swimming pool, home theatre system blah blah blah... ALTHOUGH, I KNOW EVEN UNTIL THE DAY I DIE, I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REPAY ALL OF THE LOAN I TOOK FROM THE BANK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Insurance Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;With economy blooming, even insurance company like AIG themselves want to make profit. They offered insurance plan that secures every business plans any giant companies had to offer. This encourages banks to continue with this mortgage plan with 100% security with the insurance policy in their hands. So now, when all the business plans fail, they were not able to compensate ALL business plans, they file for bankruptcy, and there the government is offering to bail them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Think of it, all these causes are due to human's greed, not to mention the Wall Street brokers who dominated and earned billions during 2005-2006, as well as the agents who earned millions of dollars of commissions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5119590055748332432?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5119590055748332432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5119590055748332432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5119590055748332432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5119590055748332432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/whose-fault-was-it-actually.html' title='Whose fault was it actually??'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7556037667326683070</id><published>2009-04-13T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:12:14.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester coming to an end</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be the 1st day of my final exam. This means there is another 2 more weeks for this semester to end. I enjoyed this semester a lot because the subjects are very easy and some classes are interesting, especially Literature and Technical Communication...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... but next semester, its going to be a HELL semester. I'll be taking a total of 6 subjects in around 4 months time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering Statics (Year 1)&lt;br /&gt;Mathematical Method for Engineers (Year 1)&lt;br /&gt;Physics for Scientist and Engineers (Year 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thermodynamics 1 (Year2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engineering Economics (Year 4)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engineering Management (Year4)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh God my life is gonna be screwed... MUST PUT A STOP TO CLUBBING, FLIRTING, AND GAMING...Dammit!!! MUST START TO LOVE RESEARCH PAPERS, JOURNALS, ARTICLES, REFERENCE BOOKS and LAB MANUALS!!  ';..;'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7556037667326683070?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7556037667326683070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7556037667326683070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7556037667326683070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7556037667326683070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/semester-coming-to-end.html' title='Semester coming to an end'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1517818058564015108</id><published>2009-04-11T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:19:45.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Najib was FREAK-ed out....!! LoL!!</title><content type='html'>Today Najib had his life at jeopardy in Thailand when he was scheduled for 14th Summit ASEAN Conference. This is a news feed from Malaysiakini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kerajaan Thailand mengumumkan pembatalan Sidang Kemuncak Asean ke-14 dan Perdana Menteri Thailand pula mengisytiharkan perintah darurat ke atas Pattaya dan Chonburi.Sebelum itu, beratus-ratus penunjuk perasaan merempuh masuk ke pekarangan Dewan Pameran dan Konvensyen Pattaya dalam usaha mengganggu Sidang Kemuncak Asean ke-14 dan sidang kemuncak berkaitan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perdana Menteri Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak yang sedang menghadiri Sidang Kemuncak Asean ke-14 selamat walaupun hotel penginapannya Royal Cliff Grand Hotel dan Spa di Pattaya cuba diserbu masuk oleh perusuh anti-kerajaan Thailand kira-kira jam 1 tengah hari ini waktu Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bagaimanapun, para perusuh itu telah meninggalkan tempat itu setengah jam kemudian setelah mengadakan rundingan dengan pasukan keselamatan. Hotel itu, yang terletak berhadapan tempat mesyuarat Sidang Kemuncak Asean, Dewan Pameran dan Konvensyen Pattaya (Peach) juga turut menempatkan pemimpin negara Asean yang lain termasuk Perdana Menteri Thailand Abhisit Vejjajiva, lapor Bernama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beberapa helikopter kelihatan berlegar-legar di ruang udara hotel itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Berikutan kejadian itu, jurucakap kerajaan Thailand mengumumkan pembatalan Sidang Kemuncak itu dan Perdana Menteri Thailand pula mengisytiharkan perintah darurat ke atas Pattaya dan Chonburi.Sidang Kemuncak Asean dengan enam rakan dialognya yang sepatutnya bermula  pagi ini telah ditangguhkan selepas penunjuk perasaan anti-kerajaan menghalang semua laluan ke tempat mesyuarat dan bertempur dengan penyokong pro-kerajaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Antara sidang kemuncak yang dijadual bermula pagi ini ialah Sidang Kemuncak Asean+China yang telah ditangguhkan apabila Perdana Menteri China Wen Jiabao tidak dapat memasuki tempat mesyuarat di Dewan Pameran dan Konvensyen Pattaya itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adalah difahamkan bahawa anggota delegasi China, yang tinggal di hotel Dusit Thani beberapa kilometer dari situ, enggan bergerak ke tempat mesyuarat walaupun pegawai kerajaan Thailand termasuk Datuk Bandar Pattaya Ittipol Kumpleum, yang menawarkan untuk membawa mereka dengan helikopter atau dengan bot di pusat peranginan tepi pantai itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selain Sidang Kemuncak Asean + China, 10 anggota kumpulan Asean juga dijadual menghadiri sidang kemuncak dengan Korea Selatan, Jepun dan India, Sabtu manakala Sidang Kemuncak Asia Timur Keempat, yang juga termasuk Australia dan New Zealand, telah dijadualkan pada Ahad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bernama, it was seen that Najib was sweating badly in his hotel room while he was awaiting for his helicopter to arrive..... Great experience for his first few weeks as Prime Minister right?hehehehe......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1517818058564015108?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1517818058564015108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1517818058564015108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1517818058564015108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1517818058564015108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/najib-was-freak-ed-out-lol.html' title='Najib was FREAK-ed out....!! LoL!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3652371174318303680</id><published>2009-04-11T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:51:42.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="arial"&gt;Finals will start in 3 days time, which is on Tuesday and gosh, I am still too lazy to read up on all my subjects... Here is some things that I have been doing recently...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;1. Watching too many television programmes... One of em was WWE Wrestlemania 25... You have got to see the Undertaker's match against Shawn Michaels.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;2. Commenting on other people's blog and Facebook.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;3. Mastering jooking, bucking, tutting and some liquid popping dance moves.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;4. DotA for at least 5 hours a day... against AI because Garena lags real bad at home....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3652371174318303680?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3652371174318303680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3652371174318303680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3652371174318303680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3652371174318303680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/slacking.html' title='Slacking'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7962923741776184793</id><published>2009-04-09T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:10:46.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Card for Khairy</title><content type='html'>Its a real surprise that UMNO Youth Chief, Khairy Jamaluddin was not a part of Cabinet because all these years the Youth Chief will have a position in the Cabinet, in which the last UMNO Youth Chief was Datuk Seri Hishamuddin Hussein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two main branch of UMNO's heads were elected in the Cabinet, though, Wanita Chief, Datuk Seri Shahrizat Abdul Jalil and Puteri UMNO Chief, Datuk Rosnah Rasyid Syirin. Alongside with his father's first loss throughout his involvement in UMNO, is Datuk Mukhriz who is the newly elected Deputy of Foreign Trade and Industry Minister. Good start for him. On the other hand, Deputy Chief of UMNO Youth, Datuk Razali Ibrahim is in the Cabinet, as Deputy of Sports Minister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7962923741776184793?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7962923741776184793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7962923741776184793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7962923741776184793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7962923741776184793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/red-card-for-khairy.html' title='Red Card for Khairy'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4547665229464333270</id><published>2009-04-09T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:55:57.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Talk Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVERALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In both the by-elections, BN failed to win both seats. In the case of Bukit Gantang, PAS candidate won with an increased majority of 1845 votes as compared with the 308 General Election. In Bukit Selambau seat, the PKR candidate won the election also with the increased majority of 41 votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cited from dr.chua9.blogspot.com~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In both seats, the support of non-Malays for BN has gone down. In Bukit Selambau state seat, the Indian votes may have gone up slightly for the MIC candidate. I do not have the detailed analysis of all the voting trends in the saluran but it is obvious that in Bukit Gantang, where the Chinese voters were concentrated in Simpang and also in Kuala Sepetang, longstanding local issues that were neglected by BN state assemblyman (Gerakan) and MP was a sore point among the Chinese voters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reasons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~~Two days of walking from house to house in Simpang and Kuala Sepetang, it became obvious that the Chinese voters are disillusioned with promises made by BN ‘s YBs, that remains unfulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~~In Kg. Baru Kuala Sepetang, the main issue is that they have been squatting on the land without proper land title. Seeing how the houses are constructed, I can understand the technical and the legal difficulty in approving their land title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***The only way to regain their support and trust is to grant them the land title without taking into consideration that the building may not fulfill all the building bylaws. Otherwise, come General Election, the voters will still not vote for BN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~~Nizar obviously won a lot of sympathy after being ousted as Perak MB. He was also backed by PAS’ formidable organization and election machineries. DAP strategy to tell Chinese voter that they have lost a state government which is Chinese dominated to a Malay dominated government has obviously found favours among Chinese voters. PAS Non-Muslim Chinese Supporter Club seems to work tirelessly to convince Chinese that PAS will be a better alternative then UMNO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~~In ceramah, most BN leaders talk about development and often, national development, which a lot of voters fail to connect. The opposition ceramah obviously attract more crowd, hammer on BN, especially UMNO for corruption and abuse of power and system of patronage that is practiced at the local level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!Important Remarks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mahathir rejoining UMNO and making a last minute appearance in Bukit Gantang and Bukit Selambau do not have any significant impact on voter’s support on BN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This obviously shows that "Rakyat Masih Belum Memaafkan BN"(malaysiakini.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4547665229464333270?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4547665229464333270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4547665229464333270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4547665229464333270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4547665229464333270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-talk-politics.html' title='Lets Talk Politics'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5882018520582262355</id><published>2009-04-09T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:23:49.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog -----&gt; New Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have changed my blog's layout, my blog's name and description as well as the songs... cause i thought maybe the old one would get lame one day... Please do drop a comment if there is anything in here that disgusts you.. LoL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My Playlist includes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Message from the queen - 300 Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Angel - Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Angels on the Moon - Thriving Ivory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Will Be - Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. Footprints in the Sand - Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Hope y'all enjoy reading my blog........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5882018520582262355?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5882018520582262355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5882018520582262355&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5882018520582262355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5882018520582262355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-blog-new-start.html' title='New blog -----&gt; New Start'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7564262900890875163</id><published>2009-04-08T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:55:10.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea from T-Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If any of you were worried about me from my previous post, I am okay already and thank you to all who cared, including t-man, sea hai and farrah ezrina......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tharuman posted all his quiz results which he took in facebook... so I'm gonna do so as well, not that I can remember all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nicotine is the molecule that suits me most&lt;br /&gt;2. I am a 50% guy 50% girl (which everyone is talking about now..zzz)&lt;br /&gt;3. Bisexual&lt;br /&gt;4. Manchester United&lt;br /&gt;5. I am just 25% Malaysian (just because I didnt choose Siti Nurhaliza and Proton)&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm cool&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm BEYOND GODLIKE in DotA&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm going to die by jumping off a building&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm going to die in April 30, 2009 -____-&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm just an average lover on bed&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm just 'okay okay-lah' in Hokkien&lt;br /&gt;12. Will get married when I'm 20&lt;br /&gt;13. I should be lucky just to have 1 kid cause I am a f-u-c-k-e-d up daddy&lt;br /&gt;14. My major should be business&lt;br /&gt;15. I am DUMB&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm a sociopath who loves manipulaating people cause I am a sick F-U-C-K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about everything I can remember for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7564262900890875163?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7564262900890875163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7564262900890875163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7564262900890875163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7564262900890875163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/idea-from-t-man.html' title='Idea from T-Man'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4912783449917136368</id><published>2009-04-08T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:21:27.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hopes lost, gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am not going to tell anyone what happened but I really feel down today.... I cant even feel the pain of my head after I accidentally knocked myself on the door because the pain in my heart is just so deep. So I dug up some old slow songs and listened to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really want to cry, cry aloud but I just could not find someone for me to turn to. Even until now, I couldnt find someone who I really can trust. Someone who I can trust with everything that happened to me, my secrets and share my feelings. I am going to sleep now with the sad song, Angel by Westlife playing repeatitively in my laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. I will be fine after I wake up................... So dont be worried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spend all your time waiting&lt;br /&gt;for that second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;for a break that would make it okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;there's always some reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;to feel not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;and it's hard at the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need some distraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh beautiful release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;memory seeps from my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;let me be empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh weightless and maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll find some peace tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the arms of the angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;fly away from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;from this dark cold hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the endlessness that you fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;of your silent reverie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you're in the arms of the angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;so tired of the straight line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;and everywhere you turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;there's vultures and thieves at your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;storm keeps on twisting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you keep on building the lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;that you make up for all that you lack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;it don't make no difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;escape one last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the arms of the angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;fly away from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;from this dark cold hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the endlessness that you fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you are pulled from the wreckage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;of your silent reverie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you're in the arms of the angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you're in the arms of the angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;some comfort here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4912783449917136368?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4912783449917136368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4912783449917136368&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4912783449917136368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4912783449917136368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hopes-lost-gone.html' title='My hopes lost, gone'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5808202144141042117</id><published>2009-04-07T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:08:18.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 - 1.... Good score!!!</title><content type='html'>BN menang Batang, Parti Pembangkang menang Bukit.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.38 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bukit Gantang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unofficial final result - Pakatan Rakyat PAS wins with bigger majority. PAS candidate, MB Dato’ Seri Mohamad Nizar Jamaluddin beats BN UMNO man from Danok, Southern Thai with majority of  3,022 votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.25 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bukit Selambau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;PKR is heading for a big win with only 5 more centres to go, PKR is leading with  2,311 votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.45 pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Batang Ai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;The Star reports - LUBOK ANTU: Barisan Nasional won the remote Batang Ai state constituency in southern Sarawak by convincing majority of 2,053 votes.&lt;br /&gt;Its candidate Malcolm Mussen Lamoh, 49, from Parti Rakyat Sarawak, defeated Parti Keadilan Rakyat’s Jawah Gerang, 55, after garnering 3,907 votes against Jawah’s 1,854.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to MB Nizar.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5808202144141042117?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5808202144141042117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5808202144141042117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5808202144141042117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5808202144141042117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-1-good-score.html' title='2 - 1.... Good score!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-2926466591488774939</id><published>2009-04-07T19:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:43:49.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn it!!!</title><content type='html'>This morning, I saw her and the reason for that is to request her to pass something back to someone she knows... I had everything all planned before seeing her. Sit her in the most gentle manner and pass the rose to her and say,"I like you alot. Will you be my someone?Because you have entered my mind ever since THAT NIGHT." I wanted this relationship cause I know this is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But god damn it!!!! My friend showed up and sat on the same table and started talking craps. It would be rude to shoo him but I really wanted him to leave. And there she came. She looked like an angel, big eyes, fair skin, smooth hair and she was wearing white. My Mauritian friend still have not left, sitting there and smoking. Gah... All I did was pass her the "something" and gave her the rose, saying that it is JUST A TOKEN OF APPRECIATION for helping me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-2926466591488774939?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/2926466591488774939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=2926466591488774939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2926466591488774939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2926466591488774939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-it.html' title='Damn it!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-896806811677983376</id><published>2009-04-04T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T07:51:10.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Literature class is finally over :'(</title><content type='html'>It was the poetry recital event last night... I actually thought that it would be lame because IT IS POETRY RECITAL. But who would've guessed it was a blast!! I had to perform a dance and a cooking class in the middle because one of the performers went missing so I had to fill her up temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but the poetry recital thingy was actually the final day of us sitting in a class together. I am gonna miss my classmates, which were only 9 of us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Girls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Hui Lei who looks like a guy, Cherry who has the most unique and unforgettable way of speaking, the Chinese model Zhou Lu, the short Ming Xiao and Angeline who looked like an angel, cute, innocent and pretty especially last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Guys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 Mauritian pervert friends; Hishaam who I see in most of my Engineering classes (so I wouldnt miss him), the pervert Salim who I'm gonna see in most Management classes too, as well as Rizal from Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways see you guys during the finals and all the best, will miss y'all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-896806811677983376?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/896806811677983376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=896806811677983376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/896806811677983376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/896806811677983376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/english-literature-class-is-finally.html' title='English Literature class is finally over :&apos;('/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4708987803567150299</id><published>2009-04-02T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:05:53.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is part of Chinese Culture [?]</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if any of you have watched this video from Malaysiakini.com, to Chinese especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, BN has set up a dinner in Bukit Gantang, Kampung Sepetang to be exact. It is a Chinese Fishing Village. And what they did was they hired some Chinese girls, who were wearing spagethi stripes girls with shortie tight pants, and did some sexy dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a press conference, when reporters asked the reason for him to organize such dance in the dinner, guess what Zahid Hamidi, Perak UMNO Deputy Chief said,"It's part of Chinese culture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell? When you reflect back the phrase, what do you think? We are some kind of pervs? To the politicians, THINK BEFORE YOU SAY SOMETHING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4708987803567150299?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4708987803567150299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4708987803567150299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4708987803567150299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4708987803567150299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-part-of-chinese-culture.html' title='It is part of Chinese Culture [?]'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-1868462164568107204</id><published>2009-04-01T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:13:16.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fooled someone today</title><content type='html'>I have this friend, quite a sentimental friend and I really appreciate her alot.. the name is Farrah Ezrina. I messaged a friend today,"Eh Jag, lets kenakan Farrah today." Coincidentally, Jag was fetching her to college. So he didnt reply cause he was driving. So I called him and Farrah picked up the phone. I told her that my knee started to have problems already and I will go for an operation tomorrow in Subang Medical Center so I couldnt go for the UniChem class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foolishly, she turned to Jag and started to maki me. "You see that Yau. i told him not to go dance but nooo he doesnt listen a single word and now, kena buat operation, stupid betul lah die..." Well, when she entered the class and saw me there, listened to me say APRIL FOOL, I got a few knuckle sandwiches from her onto my shoulders... But, hey, this is what I called a friend, a true friend which I found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1868462164568107204?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1868462164568107204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1868462164568107204&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1868462164568107204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/1868462164568107204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fooled-someone-today.html' title='I fooled someone today'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4218070694701282850</id><published>2009-03-26T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:14:08.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye jully!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have finally completed the stupid Technical Communication major project presentation today. As in, FINALLY!!!!1 whole hectic semester cause of this subject's assignment[S] which requires you to draw graphs from Excel, blah-blah-blah.. its quite funny sometimes that you were nervous on the stage, you will start talking lots of craps and do a lot of funny motions. I swear to God, my legs were shaking that I had to walk around the stage in Auditorium cause Miss Jully just stared at me throughout my presentation with her small sepet eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I have done my friggin course selection for next semester. 5 subjects in 4 months, 3 with labs [thermodynamics 1, engineering statics, mathematical methods 1, physics for scientist and engineer, and engineering management and economics]---&gt; only 2 of em are year 1 subjects.. ZzzZ... officially its no more fun life for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4218070694701282850?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4218070694701282850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4218070694701282850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4218070694701282850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4218070694701282850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-finally-over.html' title='bye bye jully!!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4007673501663386829</id><published>2009-03-19T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:50:52.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic quotes by my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. If time doesn't wait for you, don't worry!Just remove the damn battery from the clock and Enjoy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Expecting the world to treat u fairly coz u r a good person is likeexpecting the lion not to attack u coz u r a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Beauty isn't measured by outer appearance and what clothes we wear, but what we are inside. So, try going out naked tomorrow and see the admiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't walk as if you rule the world,walk as if you don't care who rules the world!&lt;br /&gt;That's called Attitude...! Keep on rocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Every lady hopes that her daughter will marry a better man than she didand is convinced that her son will never find a wife as good as his father did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He was a good man. He never smoked, drank had no affair.When he died, the insurance company refused the claim. They said, he who never lived, cannot die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A man threw his wife in a pond of Crocodiles?He's now being harassed by the Animal Rights Activists for being cruel to the Crocodiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. So many options for suicide: Poison, sleeping pills, hanging,jumping from a building, lying on train tracks, but we chose Marriage, slow sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Only 20 percent boys have brains, rest have girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. All desirable things in life are eitherillegal, banned, expensive or married to someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;11. 10% of road accidents are due to drunken driving.Which makes it a logical statement that90% of accidents are due to driving without drinking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4007673501663386829?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4007673501663386829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4007673501663386829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4007673501663386829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4007673501663386829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/idiotic-quotes-by-my-friend.html' title='Idiotic quotes by my friend'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4246389475145565957</id><published>2009-03-19T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:44:16.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooooo hoooo!!</title><content type='html'>Just...... came........ back........ damn tired... those iDiots pushed me to the middle of the dance floor to dance with those Chinese girls (from China). But the thing is, if they put on Iranian techno, you cant be expecting me dance waltz. Therefore, I showed some moves. Did some basic waves, liquiding and gliding and they were easily impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have given out a few numbers to some Iranians I got to know while dancing as well as those Chinese girls. Overall, it was fun cause at least I get to show to some of my university mates that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I CAN DANCE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just want to wish all Iranians again, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Iranian New Year&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4246389475145565957?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4246389475145565957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4246389475145565957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4246389475145565957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4246389475145565957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/wooooo-hoooo.html' title='wooooo hoooo!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-8405939747112242004</id><published>2009-03-19T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:25:17.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!</title><content type='html'>To ALL Iranians,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Amin, Samar and Zainah for inviting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be attending the celebration now.. tataz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-8405939747112242004?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/8405939747112242004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=8405939747112242004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8405939747112242004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8405939747112242004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-2489376271433984572</id><published>2009-03-18T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:33:03.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grace and Elegance</title><content type='html'>I just finished my class and I was waiting for the attendance list to be passed around when SHE sat at the piano and started to play the piano.. To my surprise, she was playing Kiss The Rain. Ohh the beauty of the song. I sat there as long as she continued to play the piano. Isn't it beautiful when someone you love play the song you like with an instrument that you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were carried away by the beautiful melody of it. I couldnt stop staring at her because the music and herself were really matching.... She looked extremely beautiful with the piano. I am just speechless cause she never did told me she could play the piano. Gonna stop writing about this for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, on the 24th and 25th of May, LG's myStarz is organizing Floor Combat for the second time in Cineleisure Damansara. I really wished I could go but dammit, it involves a looooooong time.. I really hoped that it was a one-day dance battle but... sigh..... any hiphop dancers who wishes to participate, please do because it is going to be fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-2489376271433984572?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/2489376271433984572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=2489376271433984572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2489376271433984572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2489376271433984572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/grace-and-elegance.html' title='The Grace and Elegance'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-9111049831315121350</id><published>2009-03-16T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:04:50.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously WTF!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jaiden X Kokyau took the "Which type of woman are you?" quiz and the result is: Action (Wo)man. Wow, you are so tough! Other women admire you for this trait. They look up to you because you can keep up with the opposite sex. They want to have your athletic body, your strength and willpower. And every woman needs this - that's true. But you are unreachable. No guy could ever capture your heart. Maybe also because your heart got too hard. But don't exaggerate. Remember: You are a woman and woman reflect god's beauty and inner (emotional) strength, but not his physical strength. Show your beauty AND your strength! Sooner or later you will be in the know that inner power and self-confidence are more important in a woman's life than muscles. :) If you think you have to prove to the males that you are as strong as they are you will not only fail, you will recognize that it's comletely senseless because this is not your destiny. Men have this little bullshit growin in their head that says they always have to be stronger than the other men. Don't descend to this level. You're more worth than that. BUT: The world needs strong women, womankind needs you! Establish your strengths in the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-9111049831315121350?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/9111049831315121350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=9111049831315121350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/9111049831315121350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/9111049831315121350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/seriously-wtf.html' title='seriously WTF!!!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3106814077919691130</id><published>2009-03-15T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:58:20.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>I remembered a reality show that I watched once. It was called Sweet 16 in MTV. The show is about how 16 year old birthday boy/girl tried to throw the best party ever just to celebrate a simple birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spend few thousands of dollars, booking ballrooms, inviting celebrities, inviting few hundreds of people just to celebrate for only one person. I do wonder, why some parents are stupid enough to plainly listen to their kids and letting them do whatever they want. I'm not jealous, I'm just disappointed about what spoilt generation we have in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think that birthday is a day where the birthday boy/girl express gratitude to their moms because the moment we are about to be born, they are the one who are suffering the most, and not a day where moms making themselves busy by preparing for their kids' birthday party. Every year, on my birthday, I would go to my mom, give her a rose and thank her for bringing me to this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that everyone should do the same as well, and not troubling your parents by making them pay big bucks on 'your' special day or burden them to prepare for your what-so-ever party.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3106814077919691130?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3106814077919691130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3106814077919691130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3106814077919691130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3106814077919691130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-45870353305239304</id><published>2009-03-11T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:10:08.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Comparisons are easily done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once you've had a taste of perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like an apple hanging from a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I picked the ripest one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I still got the seed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You said move on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where do I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess second best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is all I will know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What you would do if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You were the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're like an Indian summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the middle of a winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a hard candy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With a surprise center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do I get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once I've had the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You said there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tons of fish in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So the water's I will test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He kissed my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I taste your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He pulled me in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was disgusted with myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What you would do if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You were the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was looking into... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes I do regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How I could let myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now the lesson's learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I touched it I was burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I think you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What you would do if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You were the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking into your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh won't you walk through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And bust in the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh no more mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-45870353305239304?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/45870353305239304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=45870353305239304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/45870353305239304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/45870353305239304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of You'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-28697297583882242</id><published>2009-03-05T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:25:06.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japaneses Night</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Bunkasai Night held in UCSI North Wing. Quite stupid event I would say cause I am not an anime kind of person... But there were CosPlay and people dressing up as Sephiroth, Naruto, some sexy chick from some manga and even some were wearing hot kimonos.. There were only a few stalls and the bubble tea was totally yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there were a few secondary school girls who asked me to take pictures WITH them. Maybe because I was wearing my Sean John jersey which was hip-hoppy with my baggy pants and I looked like an anime. Anyways, since the event was hot for certain anime freaks and the crowd was enormous, I think that Anime Club should be proud of their achievement....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-28697297583882242?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/28697297583882242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=28697297583882242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/28697297583882242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/28697297583882242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/japaneses-night.html' title='Japaneses Night'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-6381400945660058332</id><published>2009-03-05T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:42:58.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I are small....</title><content type='html'>Its been raining for the past two days here in Cheras...... I looked out the window in my room and I can see many people around. Some were running through the heavy downpour, some were gathering waiting for the UCSI bus, while some were preparing for the Bunkasai Night which will be held tonight... So many people, each with different story,different thoughts and different destiny, which has already been set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each individual is just another creation on the big stage. Nobody is more special, everybody is just equally special because He created all of us. No point trying to be more extraordinary than the other because somehow we will die and will slowly be forgotten in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-6381400945660058332?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/6381400945660058332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=6381400945660058332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6381400945660058332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6381400945660058332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-are-small.html' title='I are small....'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-6127266714356026447</id><published>2009-03-04T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:23:12.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day On Earth</title><content type='html'>What if you get to know that it was your last day on Earth and you only have 24 hours left before you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people would say ENJOY LIFE TO THE FULLEST!!! Stay with family and loved ones, take a trip to a place you always wanted to go etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, knowing that it is your last day on Earth, is it really possible for you to have fun?I, personally, would feel afraid. I know I couldn't enjoy myself and be happy. I will just sit down in a corner, and be thinking of many different things like whatever would happen to you after you die, and what is death like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer patients at the 4th level, being told that they have 2 months left, I am sure that they will be the same way as I would be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-6127266714356026447?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/6127266714356026447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=6127266714356026447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6127266714356026447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/6127266714356026447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-on-earth.html' title='Last Day On Earth'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5884243285117201113</id><published>2009-02-28T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:53:40.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not being myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just came back from my Technical Communication camp. No reason for me to attend it actually except for the presentations held during camp gives 10% of my techcom marks. Therefore I had to go for the camp. Had to wake up early on a Saturday isn't my thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But this camp really made me realise something. During presentations, I feel like I wasn't being myself. All I wanted to do was to impress listeners. Come to think about it, its really a sad thing. Why can't my own actual self is able to impress others? I do not need to change for them. At least to me, I finally realised that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a person who would do anything to achieve what I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. In this case, I changed myself just to get a good feedback and response from the audience rather than those normal boring presentations just to get good marks from my lecturer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This could be one of the negative phase change everyone should face as they grow up I guess.......&lt;/span&gt;&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/874990643512341614-5884243285117201113?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5884243285117201113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5884243285117201113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5884243285117201113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5884243285117201113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/technical-communication-camp.html' title='Not being myself'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-826170621828166019</id><published>2009-02-25T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:33:27.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Time is a funny thing. It plays you around throughout your life. When you are just about to enjoy life, you just realised that you are already old and there you are waiting for time to catch you instead. When you found your love, you just realised that not much time there is to be spent on him/her. You worked so hard throughout your life, believing that your life would be better in the future, not knowing that your future is so short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Whenever you are enjoying your life, having fun, you realised that time flies so fast that you haven't finished enjoying and feel like rewinding the time. And when you are facing hardships and downfalls of your life, time moves so slow that you wish you can fast forward time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Time is fixed, and so is your destiny... all you can change is your fate and what you do with the time that is allocated to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-826170621828166019?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/826170621828166019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=826170621828166019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/826170621828166019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/826170621828166019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-destiny-and-fate.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-862948484755469792</id><published>2009-02-24T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:24:24.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Necrophilia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For those who do not know what necrophilia is, it means sexual attraction towards corpses. Psychotic act or everlasting love to deceased lover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Causes of necrophilia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-the desire to possess an unresisting and unrejecting partner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-reunions with a romantic partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-sexual attraction to corpses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-comfort or overcoming feelings of isolation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-seeking self-esteem by expressing power over a homicide victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Famous necrophile in TV or history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-The film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Freddy vs. Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; depicts a scene where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Freddy Krueger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; has sex with the body of a dead girl; also, in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; comic books by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wildstorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, Freddy is implicated as having molested the dead bodies of children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-In the Greek legend of the Trojan War, the Greek hero Achilles slays the Amazon queen Penthesilea, who is a lesbian, in a duel. Upon removing her helmet and seeing her face, Achilles falls in love with her and mourns her death. The soldier Thersites openly ridicules Achilles and accuses him of necrophilia. Achilles responds by promptly killing Thersites with a single blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-The Season 3 Episode 6 of Nip/Tuck titled "Frankenlaura" features a necrophiliac mortician who preserves the body of his dead sister in order to make love to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-In the Family Guy episode, "Death is a Bitch," Death (represented by the Grim Reaper), continues to have intercourse with a woman after he kills her with his touch. In the later episode "I Take Thee Quagmire," Glen Quagmire asks Death if he can have the corpse of his deceased ex-wife "for a few minutes", implying that, among other things, Quagmire could be a necrophile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-862948484755469792?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/862948484755469792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=862948484755469792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/862948484755469792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/862948484755469792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/necrophilia.html' title='Necrophilia'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-4865847237255160535</id><published>2009-02-18T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:58:00.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Pickup Lines Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I wish I was your derivative so I could lie tangent to your curves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. If i was an enzyme, i'd be helicase so i could unzip your genes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I'm attracted to you so strongly, scientists will have to develop a fifth fundamental force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Be my queen and mate me with your knight moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. You must be auxin, cuz u r causing me to have rapid stem elongation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. I don't have a library card, but do you mind if I check you out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. By looking at you I can tell you're 36-25-36, which by the way are all perfect squares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. did you just combust?? Because you're HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. You have nicer legs than an Isosceles right triangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. When you and me get together it's like superposition of 2 waves in phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Our love is like dividing by zero.... you cannot define it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. I less than three you..... (i &lt;3 u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. That dress would look better accelerating towards the floor at 9.8 m/s/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. YouTube Myspace and I'll Google your Yahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. If I could rearrange the periodic table, I'd put Uranium (U) and Iodine (I) together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. Baby, lim (u-&gt;me) ∫ e^x = f(u)^n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. √-1) 2-2sinθ ∫du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;√-1) = i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2-2sinθ = cardiod graph (heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;∫du = u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. You must be sin squared, because I'm cosin squared and together we equal one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;19. If you were C6, and i were H12, all we would need is the air we breathe to be sweeter than sugar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;20. Baby, you're body is like a hyperbola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-4865847237255160535?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/4865847237255160535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=4865847237255160535&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4865847237255160535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/4865847237255160535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-pickup-lines-ever.html' title='Best Pickup Lines Ever'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-388165072864157461</id><published>2009-02-16T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:35:29.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can make you dance</title><content type='html'>Top 10 songs hat give you the popping sensational feeling......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zapp and Roger -I can make you dance&lt;br /&gt;2. Zapp and Roger - More Ounce to the Bounce&lt;br /&gt;3. Midnight Star - Freakazoid&lt;br /&gt;4. Midnight Star - No Parking on the Dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;5. George Clinton and Parliament Funkadelic - Atomic Dog&lt;br /&gt;6. Midnight Star - Electricity&lt;br /&gt;7. Midnight Star - Rock Steady&lt;br /&gt;8. Slick Dogg-Electric Boogaloo&lt;br /&gt;9. Unknown DJ and 3D - Beatronic&lt;br /&gt;10. Midnight Star - Westcoast Poplock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets Hiphop and start popping everybody!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-388165072864157461?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/388165072864157461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=388165072864157461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/388165072864157461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/388165072864157461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-make-you-dance.html' title='I can make you dance'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-3661416813352940328</id><published>2009-02-13T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:27:36.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.....is a HELL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It hasnt been a great year so far. Recession goes on. Economy going down. Many people who commited suicide due to continuous pressure from the economic downfall. Could not afford to pay their credit card bills and finally declare bankrupcy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;General Motors is currently at their most terrible condition after all these years of establishment. They are offering US$25,000 cash as well as US$25,000 voucher to purchase GM cars for workers who are willing to terminate themselves. One part, they were able to cut down on workers while the other was to able to bring down the amount of cars they have produced and redundant. Is US Govt's US$14bil enough to cover up their loss, which is US$39bil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lehmann Bros. loaned to so many citizens who wished to purchase properties (due to good prospects and hoping they can resell at a higher prices during 2nd and 3rd quarter of 2008). However, economy now is so terrible, no one wants to buy properties and now, noone is able to repay their loans. A BIG HIT TO LEHMANN BROS. Chinese people celebrated Chinese New Year with gloomy faces this year. Middle Eastern oil tycoons faced the worst downfall of their life. They spent so much and were unable to repay their debts as they thought that the price of oil would continue to rise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wall Street brokers who earned billions of US$ bonus from last year drastic increase in share markets pocketed in their money and now not even a word from them to rebuy shares and reboot listed companies' networth. Even those who will be graduating in these 2 years period, would have extreme difficulty to get a job.... now that companies are laying off workers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-3661416813352940328?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/3661416813352940328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=3661416813352940328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3661416813352940328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/3661416813352940328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009is-hell.html' title='2009.....is a HELL!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-2958034612372247561</id><published>2009-02-10T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T09:36:49.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was raining quite heavily this very heavily last night around 4am. I was still awake at that time, and I was lying there on the bed with my eyes wide open with all the lights turned off already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After thinking bout HER for awhile, I suddenly thought about the movie &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Letter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which I had watched a week ago. It was about a love story between an old man who was a war veteran and his wife who has Alzheimer and forgotten who he and their family were. He read to her their hardships and experiences throughout their journey of love from his diary, hoping that she would regain her memory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder if nowadays, people would do the same. What will happen if one of the couple passed away? What if one of the couple, too had Alzheimer or had stroke and is paralyzed now? Will the other half be willing to take care of their half or will they remarry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-2958034612372247561?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/2958034612372247561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=2958034612372247561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2958034612372247561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/2958034612372247561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-you.html' title='I love you'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-5975839928871749746</id><published>2009-02-09T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:38:20.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss The Rain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently, I am listening to Kiss The Rain by Yiruma. A simple song, but it gave me complicated mixed of emotions... Maybe it was because I have already started to think in a different point of view in life now. I used to be a daring person, I would ride a roller coaster without even a sense of fear, demanding if there were more 360 degrees turn. But now, I am a very different person, more of a coward person. I would think twice before riding a roller coaster, would be afraid to go to high places and be looking down, and even afraid that I would trip and fall on staircase...I would hold on to the railings when going up the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered, this month 2 years ago, rahul called me at about 12 something at night. He brought me a news, a news so bad that I couldnt stop crying and weeping the whole night. Rahul informed that my best friend, Amruth had passed away in Sabah due to a freak motor accident. I was on CNY holiday break from National Service at that time. That news really got me dispirited. I had been through alot with that dude. He was the one who taught me how to smoke and drink.... But hell! We had a great time together... Me, Amruth, Quah and few others used to sneak up at some place and smoke Dunhill reds there before our Bahasa Malaysia tuition classes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really do miss Amruth... I miss him so much. His tragedy very much have taught me that life is unpredictable. Today you're rich, the next day you're nobody. You could be smiling and laughing together with your closed one today but you could be mourning for him the next day... Because of him, I have now learnt to thank and be grateful to God. And wake up every morning, thanking Him for letting me to see the next day so I can have another day being with my loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rest in peace, my dearest friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-5975839928871749746?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/5975839928871749746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=5975839928871749746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5975839928871749746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/5975839928871749746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/kiss-rain.html' title='Kiss The Rain....'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-7677199641908535217</id><published>2009-02-06T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:33:17.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Twist of Time....A Different Story Now......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Young kids have always wanted to grow older... They would always wish that it is fun being a grown-up. I used to have the same thought myself when I was around 14-17years old. But why? Teenagers often believe that when they are grown-ups,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;1.they can have relationships without their parents nagging them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;2.they can have sex (21st century teenager's thoughts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;3.they can experience stuffs grown-ups does. Smoking, drinking alcohol, watching 18SX,SG,PL movies and even work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;4.parents will give them freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;But they did not realise that being a grown up ain't that easy. I am going to be 20 this year and I have already started to learn stuffs that current society is practising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;You start to think about your future.... your job, your capability to earn big bucks, worry whether your income is enough to pay house loan, car loan, credit card expenses, taxes and bills... No more thoughts about DoTA heroes, Final Fantasy, CounterStrike and how to get that hot chick's number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;I do see S.H.I.T load of profiles in friendster or facebook emphasizing "I HATE BACKSTABBERS, FAKERS, LIARS." Yeh, you may hate them but one thing you never realised is that one day, being a faker, a backstabber, a liar would be your only code of survival. Honestly, at the moment, I will and I will not hesitate to backstab my rivals in order to get a good job, a good position... Being a faker in front of higher class of society so that you can see a brighter future... Or even being a liar, and lie all your way to the top...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when you have a gf when you are a grown-up, they'd stop looking at your sense of romance, but how thick your wallets are... your pay checks... and what more, your car and properties. They do not want a sense of being romantic now, but they want to see more of a sense of security.. and the most common question is no more "do you love me?", but instead, its "when are you going to propose to me?"... No more teddy bears for Valentine's Day, nor a couple set in McDonalds.... Its going to be jewelries for V-Day, and expensive beef steak with Bin888 red wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe, if you are a teenager now, your gf's parents define a perfect guy as a guy who is willing to die for their daughter. But, if you are a grown up now,in your gf's parents' eyes, a perfect guy is a guy that says that he owns a car, a bungalow and some long-term investment shares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAYS,a deep sigh and cheers to those who just got into adulthood!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-7677199641908535217?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/7677199641908535217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=7677199641908535217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7677199641908535217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/7677199641908535217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/twist-of-timea-different-story-now.html' title='A Twist of Time....A Different Story Now......'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-32882936664584433</id><published>2009-02-05T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:09:14.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karangan Terbaik UPSR 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karangan budak darjah 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garfu barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah. Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia menjerit “Adoi!”. Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri. Feri itu terbelah dua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman dan memfire pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia pun terus menyewa sebuah helikopter di GentingHighlands dan terus ke tempat kemalangan. Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah. Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke bumi. Emak say menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi. Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum saya mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-32882936664584433?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/32882936664584433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=32882936664584433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/32882936664584433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/32882936664584433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/forwarded-post-from-neo.html' title='LOL!!'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-8641779107951842378</id><published>2009-02-04T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:34:56.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Poetry to You???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am pretty sure most people thinks that poem must have beautiful rhyme, must have a certain amount of words in a line, and so on.... However actually anything CAN BE A POEM!! even a sentence itself. Here is 2 poems assigned to me to be analyzed in Introduction to English Literature:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r-p-o-p-h-e-s-s-a-g-r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a)s w(e loo)k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;upnowgath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PPEGORHRASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eringint(o-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aThe):l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!p:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;S         a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(rrIvInG .gRrEaPsPhOs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rea(be)rran(com)gi(e)ngly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;,grasshopper;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~&lt;em&gt;ee cummings~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who would've guessed that the $H!t above is a poem? It took me a goddamn 3 hours to finally analyze this poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It actually meant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grasshopper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who as we look up now gathering GRASSHOPPER into- a ‘T’ he leaps!: arriving grasshopper to rearrangingly become grasshopper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the other poem was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1(a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;af&lt;br /&gt;fa&lt;br /&gt;ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s)&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~&lt;em&gt;ee cummings~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At this moment, you are starting to think, what actually is a poem? A sentence with no capitals and mixed up punctuations??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Analysis of this poem: a leaf falls on loneliness. The 1 at the early of the poem represents the loneliest number and the structure of this poem shows the movement of the leaf falling. 1 sentence could describe a deep feeling of loneliness.... good poem indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-8641779107951842378?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/8641779107951842378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=8641779107951842378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8641779107951842378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874990643512341614/posts/default/8641779107951842378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-poetry-to-you.html' title='What is Poetry to You???'/><author><name>Yau Jaiden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00473492219535720890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmQF3QRqWI/AAAAAAAAACA/BYtZAnPVWbY/S220/n565369470_1377601_8113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874990643512341614.post-692824607948104236</id><published>2009-02-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:40:04.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This few days..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to M.O.S. last thursday. Wasn't that special except for that I was there with my close friends, which includes Hansen who will be leaving to Perth. Nothing in him has actually changed, he didn't grow mature, still playful and heck you should see him on the dance floor. But yeah, the moment that guy bid goodbye to me in front of Taylor's, I do wonder when would be the next time that I'm gonna see that @$$ again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmHvo-JdEI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZTagTZFbpDU/s1600-h/n1067560759_2087251_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmMZ3-6vaI/AAAAAAAAABg/aHaALD3F9kU/s1600-h/n1067560759_2087251_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298920812730564002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmMZ3-6vaI/AAAAAAAAABg/aHaALD3F9kU/s320/n1067560759_2087251_2467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah and that's me attempting to kiss Hansen's shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, that Thursday night, everyone except me, Jag, Cheah and Farrah, went home tipsy. Opened 2 bottles of Wyborowa Vodka, 5 jugs of Sprite + lemon. The moment we reached Rahul's apartment, Hansen and Farrah went straight to bed while me, Karthini, Elaine and SB went out for breakfast at 5am, eating maggee goreng. Had a splendid time with all of y'all and cheers!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmMLMpyxeI/AAAAAAAAABY/QdtDsp1zKNA/s1600-h/n1067560759_2087245_1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298920560581068258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmMLMpyxeI/AAAAAAAAABY/QdtDsp1zKNA/s320/n1067560759_2087245_1541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_og_dcSemD54/SYmLD0MtFTI/AAAAAAAAABI/loQbcqnMx2Q/s1600-h/n1067560759_2087245_1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bastards on the dance floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-692824607948104236?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/692824607948104236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~Leopold ZeValaso~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a big 谢谢 to Pey June for helping me in setting up this new blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874990643512341614-1213621250805102559?l=kokyau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kokyau.blogspot.com/feeds/1213621250805102559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874990643512341614&amp;postID=1213621250805102559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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