<?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-7567786539617750306</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:08:10.510+08:00</updated><category term='Reunion'/><category term='Song Lyric'/><title type='text'>What is Life?</title><subtitle type='html'>Where should i go?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-6662485906770744207</id><published>2009-04-23T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:19:51.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internat rumah off sementara!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Internet rumahku tidak berfungsi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segala blog akan berhenti buat sementara waktu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf atas segala kesusahan yang dialami ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian Terima kasih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-6662485906770744207?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6662485906770744207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6662485906770744207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6662485906770744207' title='Internat rumah off sementara!!!!!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-1365139960491952413</id><published>2009-04-14T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:12:45.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY day~</title><content type='html'>There's a freaking fire drill today ....&lt;br /&gt;They made it in the afternoon(which is freaking hot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school got the whole package!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-The fire marshal&lt;br /&gt;-The fire truck(with sirens!)&lt;br /&gt;-a team of fire fighters&lt;br /&gt;-and of course firelah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a fire drill without fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening ..........&lt;br /&gt;Hockey training !!!&lt;br /&gt;The coach made me wear a shin pad(humongous!)...&lt;br /&gt;I got my own but i forgot to bring it~ =P&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded by the coach for that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-1365139960491952413?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/1365139960491952413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/1365139960491952413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1365139960491952413' title='MY day~'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-5515866696511292708</id><published>2009-04-13T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:36:59.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fav Korean Actress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SeM-wmt05TI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Knms2YvMynA/s1600-h/photo13495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SeM-wmt05TI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Knms2YvMynA/s200/photo13495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324168189229458738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kim Ha-neul&lt;/b&gt; (born February 21, 1978 in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seoul" title="Seoul"&gt;Seoul&lt;/a&gt;) is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Korea" title="South Korea"&gt;South Korean&lt;/a&gt; actress. Her given name "Ha-neul" is the Korean word for "sky". She has received numerous awards including Best Actress at the 2004 Baeksang Arts Awards. She studied cinema in Seoul Institute of Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Drama&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Into the Sunlight&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Munhwa_Broadcasting_Corporation" title="Munhwa Broadcasting Corporation"&gt;MBC&lt;/a&gt;, 1999)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Together&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seoul_Broadcasting_System" title="Seoul Broadcasting System"&gt;SBS&lt;/a&gt;, 1999)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secret_%28TV_series%29" title="Secret (TV series)"&gt;Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (MBC, 2000)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piano_%28TV_series%29" title="Piano (TV series)"&gt;Piano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (SBS, 2001)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Romance&lt;/i&gt; (MBC, 2002)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stained Glass&lt;/i&gt; (SBS, 2004)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/90_Days,_Time_to_Love" title="90 Days, Time to Love"&gt;90 Days, Time to Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (MBC, 2006)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Air&lt;/i&gt; (SBS, 2008)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Film&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bye June&lt;/i&gt; (1998)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ditto_%282000_film%29" title="Ditto (2000 film)"&gt;Ditto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (2000)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Tutor_Friend" title="My Tutor Friend"&gt;My Tutor Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (2003)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ice Rain&lt;/i&gt; (2003)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Too Beautiful to Lie&lt;/i&gt; (2004)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Friend" title="Dead Friend"&gt;Dead Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (2004)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Almost_Love" title="Almost Love"&gt;Almost Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (2006)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lovers of Six Years&lt;/i&gt; (2008)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;7 Grade Civil Servant&lt;/i&gt; (2009)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-5515866696511292708?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5515866696511292708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5515866696511292708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5515866696511292708' title='My fav Korean Actress!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SeM-wmt05TI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Knms2YvMynA/s72-c/photo13495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-1279212590533486962</id><published>2009-04-13T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:29:47.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep , Sleep and Sleep Some More!</title><content type='html'>I slept all day today !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell happened??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ....&lt;br /&gt;This is a new song called&lt;br /&gt;Only a woman can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFZuZhkYf2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFZuZhkYf2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t perfect&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done a lot of stupid things&lt;br /&gt;Still no angel&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t looking for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t laid out by my pride&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by her attention&lt;br /&gt;And someone signed me up for love&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want it&lt;br /&gt;And now I can’t live without it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She changed my life&lt;br /&gt;She cleaned me up&lt;br /&gt;She found my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;She pulls me up&lt;br /&gt;When she knows I’m sad&lt;br /&gt;She knows her man&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s kind of perfect&lt;br /&gt;She’s kind of everything I’m not&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she’s an angel&lt;br /&gt;And it’s amazing how she’s patient&lt;br /&gt;Even more at times I’m not&lt;br /&gt;She’s my conscience&lt;br /&gt;And who decided I’d be hers&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hate them&lt;br /&gt;Cos now I can’t live without her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She changed my life&lt;br /&gt;She cleaned me up&lt;br /&gt;She found my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;She pulls me up&lt;br /&gt;When she knows I’m sad&lt;br /&gt;She knows her man&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;And who decided I’d be hers&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hate them&lt;br /&gt;Cos now I can’t live without her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she changed my life&lt;br /&gt;She cleaned me up&lt;br /&gt;She found my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;She pulls me up&lt;br /&gt;When she knows I’m sad&lt;br /&gt;She knows her man&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman&lt;br /&gt;Like only a woman can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-1279212590533486962?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/1279212590533486962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/1279212590533486962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1279212590533486962' title='Sleep , Sleep and Sleep Some More!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-3326795741331871435</id><published>2009-04-12T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:40:53.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning!</title><content type='html'>I'm learning korean ....&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason some of the titles are in korean ....&lt;br /&gt;Please support what i do ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i use an english to korean translator .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a problem to pronounce and write in korean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;당신을 감사하십시오!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-3326795741331871435?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3326795741331871435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3326795741331871435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3326795741331871435' title='Learning!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-505421564592895887</id><published>2009-04-11T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:14:20.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did i do today?</title><content type='html'>Went for hockey training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 1 of the main players .....&lt;br /&gt;I'm the defender ....&lt;br /&gt;Centre rear! or 2nd last man~&lt;br /&gt;Training 2day was a bit rotten .....&lt;br /&gt;I don't noe wat the hell i was doing!&lt;br /&gt;Still , my defender team scored more than the attackers team!&lt;br /&gt;I ain't half bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home!&lt;br /&gt;Slept!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;till 6.30 ...&lt;br /&gt;where i update me blog~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bitchy day.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-505421564592895887?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/505421564592895887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/505421564592895887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#505421564592895887' title='What did i do today?'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-4676390832813339746</id><published>2009-04-09T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:16:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tANHLsyfVSY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tANHLsyfVSY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft kiss and wine&lt;br /&gt;What a pretty friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;We’re finally intertwined&lt;br /&gt;Nervous and shy&lt;br /&gt;For the moment we will come&lt;br /&gt;Alive&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Secret valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll write a song&lt;br /&gt;That turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;When both boy and girl start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We’ll hope it’s not for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down, be still&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry, talk they will&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be loving you until&lt;br /&gt;Morning’s first light&lt;br /&gt;Breaks tomorrow, I’ll take care&lt;br /&gt;Of you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Secret valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll write a song&lt;br /&gt;That turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;When both boy and girl start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We’ll hope it’s not for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When guilt fills your head&lt;br /&gt;Brush off, rise up from the dead&lt;br /&gt;This is&lt;br /&gt;The moment that we&lt;br /&gt;Will come alive&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself for love&lt;br /&gt;Sweet love&lt;br /&gt;Secret love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll write a song&lt;br /&gt;That turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;When both boy and girl start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We’ll hope it’s not for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll write a song (we’ll write a song)&lt;br /&gt;That turns out the lights (turns out the lights)&lt;br /&gt;When both boy and girl start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing at all)&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing at all)&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We’ll hope it’s not for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-4676390832813339746?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/4676390832813339746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/4676390832813339746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#4676390832813339746' title='Secret Valentine'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-8869544316004352868</id><published>2009-04-09T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:53:53.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna go to the Prom wif me?</title><content type='html'>The reason dis is here coz i'm lookin 4 sum1 who wants to go 2 d prom wif me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unforunately ,&lt;br /&gt;I found THAT sum1 but&lt;br /&gt;i'm having trouble creating words 2 say .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can any1 help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS = i have to pay the fee b4 june !&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-8869544316004352868?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8869544316004352868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8869544316004352868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8869544316004352868' title='Wanna go to the Prom wif me?'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-5331344200943391154</id><published>2008-08-19T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:57:08.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart</title><content type='html'>My heart is covered by DARKNESS&lt;br /&gt;and yet&lt;br /&gt;There's a small spot of LIGHT in it.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting it's way out,&lt;br /&gt;Struggling&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;Determined.&lt;br /&gt;A pure entity.&lt;br /&gt;Soul.&lt;br /&gt;It shines the dark as if it was nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Lighting a path to somewhere......&lt;br /&gt;A path that everyone is searching for their whole lives,&lt;br /&gt;The means to live .&lt;br /&gt;Life is very simple ,&lt;br /&gt;You make choices and you don't look back&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;Living a life is hard ,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the choices you make might not be the correct one.&lt;br /&gt;How do you know if it's RIGHT or WRONG?&lt;br /&gt;You don't know,&lt;br /&gt;You just feel it,&lt;br /&gt;It's like your heart is telling you with it's beat rate,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart starts to feel heavy,&lt;br /&gt;Your whole body starts to feel heavy,&lt;br /&gt;You starts to feel something strange like,&lt;br /&gt;"I shouldn't have done that",&lt;br /&gt;Echoing deep in the abyss of the heart......&lt;br /&gt;NNNOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well ,&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to go back,&lt;br /&gt;Just keep moving,&lt;br /&gt;For some ,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling instantly disappears&lt;br /&gt;but to others&lt;br /&gt;The guilt was stabbed at them from the back,&lt;br /&gt;Making every step of life a hard one.........&lt;br /&gt;Who am i kidding !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ,&lt;br /&gt;i'm back(i think) =.='&lt;br /&gt;Something is wrong with me ,&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly got the urge to blog (What a nutcase!)&lt;br /&gt;Well ,&lt;br /&gt;Too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream all day till I am free&lt;br /&gt;The clock is slow I'm in overload&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather take it easy&lt;br /&gt;It's school all week&lt;br /&gt;Till I get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me some great tv&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good just like we should&lt;br /&gt;Can't wake up on monday&lt;br /&gt;It's too tough on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;And wednesday I'm in overtime&lt;br /&gt;Just get in by on thursday&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine on friday&lt;br /&gt;When can we let the fun begin?&lt;br /&gt;Tune it on the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-5331344200943391154?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5331344200943391154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5331344200943391154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5331344200943391154' title='Heart'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-7301176800180255773</id><published>2008-06-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:13:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging?</title><content type='html'>Hell no!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm expressing myself~&lt;br /&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;To me blogging is expressing,&lt;br /&gt;You could even call it a diary(to some)&lt;br /&gt;A blog is like a person,&lt;br /&gt;someone who listens,&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;no reaction ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't scold you&lt;br /&gt;It can't tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;It can't give you advices like ur frens will,&lt;br /&gt;It can't accompany like frens will.&lt;br /&gt;Its an object!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing about blogging is that,&lt;br /&gt;When u post it ,&lt;br /&gt;Ur frens will read it(only the 1 who noes ur blog)&lt;br /&gt;Ur frens will noe wat ur going thru ,&lt;br /&gt;How do u feel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;You can't always have what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;if&lt;br /&gt;you're not working hard enough to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many crushes in the past 2 months,&lt;br /&gt;a feeling that i tend to not believe or acknowledge,&lt;br /&gt;It just make you feel worse ,&lt;br /&gt;And thats not the worse part ,&lt;br /&gt;The worse part is when u feel cupid's arrow struck your heart with an accurate hit.&lt;br /&gt;BULLSEYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u really have something to say ,&lt;br /&gt;to the person you cherish the most ,&lt;br /&gt;Say it,&lt;br /&gt;You might not get another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;here goes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record,&lt;br /&gt;Say it to,&lt;br /&gt;Don't do what i just did&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Don't trust a word i'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going through what you call an emotional breakdown,&lt;br /&gt;every emotion is mixed up inside me.&lt;br /&gt;See you sooner than you expected.( is that spelled r8?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-7301176800180255773?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/7301176800180255773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/7301176800180255773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#7301176800180255773' title='Blogging?'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-7407118807605906372</id><published>2008-05-31T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:44:45.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh.</title><content type='html'>My trip to indonesia~&lt;br /&gt;2nd june till 6th june ..&lt;br /&gt;Lazy ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-7407118807605906372?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/7407118807605906372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/7407118807605906372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7407118807605906372' title='Ahh.'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-424954853538059108</id><published>2008-05-19T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:36:54.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH!!!</title><content type='html'>I just felt a small scale earthquake (really small) , my room was practically moving!!! It vibrated twice!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-424954853538059108?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/424954853538059108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/424954853538059108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#424954853538059108' title='WTH!!!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-9178131511147812348</id><published>2008-05-19T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:25:58.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i've been through~</title><content type='html'>This is my life , i've been doing it for 16 years now and i still don't know what is the purpose of me living this life . People always said that everyone has their sole purpose of being alive , well me? What about me? What is my purpose? All this time i was alive , i kept thinking . What's life? How is everyone connected in my life? My friend knew a friend who has another friend and he/she has another friend , etc. Is that how all of us are connected ? Sometimes we don't know that the people we bump into now and then are connected to us. It's spontaneous, try to imagine if we knew all the people we are connected to, then everyday i would meet a friend or acquaintance , everyday i would walk a path where i knew everyone of the people i met. Just because my friend knew someone else. Is that my purpose? Meeting people everyday? I'm actually afraid of heights but i was able to conceal it. Everytime i see at the edge of a building i would think to myself ' Whoa?! Thats a long way down'. And keep away from that ledge. I'm also afraid of the dark and my own feeling. You see, feelings have a very intriguing way of showing themselves. You don't know who you're gonna like next or who's gonna love you. Love for me is very complicated , people say its better to love and lost than to never love at all. It's not that easy. You could love the person the first day and lost the feeling the next day. To me life is like a test, its either you pass or you fail in life, most of the world population would like to pass of course but have you ever think of the people who failed? How do you know they failed? Is it because they don't have a purpose? Don't know what to do or where to go, who to meet. Well, my elders say i'm still young to understand my purpose and when the time comes , my purpose will reveal itself like an open book. Dreams , my dreams is constantly changing , my first dream was to be an inventor , i'm not gonna tell you about my other dream , i don't even know what my dream is right now. A purpose is what kept human from falling down and give up , it pushes them to gain something their worked hard for , something they love . As everyone know , at my age , Studies come first , followed by sports and other important matter. Friends are the core of my world, some friends are bringing me down with them while some other friends are trying to get me up,  but my mom said friends are there to only bring you down. I don't know why she said that. If life were simple , i wouldn't be here , i wouldn't be alive. All i ever heard people say is that life is cruel , it is mean. The fact is , life is cruel because you want it to be , life is mean because the people in your life is mean. What if there's no people who has jealousy , envy , ego , etc. in our life? Wouldn't it be a better place~ But the truth is a fact that i or we cannot change , i'm not saying that it's impossible , it just can't be done. Humans are a greedy species, as long as there's money , humans will be there. Back to my life , it doesn't suck , i'm the only one thats putting it to better use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a better attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-9178131511147812348?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/9178131511147812348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/9178131511147812348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#9178131511147812348' title='What i&apos;ve been through~'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-3619012207279656473</id><published>2008-05-15T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:12:58.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holz is near !</title><content type='html'>There's a saying ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't trust your heart too much ,&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll get a broken heart .&lt;br /&gt;Don't trust your feeling too much ,&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Trust yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-3619012207279656473?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3619012207279656473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3619012207279656473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3619012207279656473' title='Holz is near !'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-8282821384197996260</id><published>2008-05-15T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:11:21.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holz is near !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-8282821384197996260?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8282821384197996260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8282821384197996260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8282821384197996260' title='Holz is near !'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-560403091884876932</id><published>2008-05-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:40:09.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Week in Hell~</title><content type='html'>EXAM IS COMING!!!! (Actually mine started last monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday       -  BM 1 &amp;amp; 2 (ganas)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday       - BI 1 &amp;amp; 2 (still okay)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday  - SV &amp;amp; MA ! (OMG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three weeks have been like hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;Study , Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study ,Study .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;I mean it!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not playing!!!&lt;br /&gt;Give me ur damn luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me go there!!!&lt;br /&gt;Give it now!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new hotline 1-300-crazy-afieque .&lt;br /&gt;You'll be charge RM15 per minute .&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-560403091884876932?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/560403091884876932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/560403091884876932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#560403091884876932' title='My Week in Hell~'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-5222332467578285632</id><published>2008-04-27T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:48:15.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSSM KL!!!</title><content type='html'>WWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking good!!!&lt;br /&gt;My week at d crystal crown hotel(4 *)&lt;br /&gt;B4 , d room was looking pretty gud&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, d room looked like it was stampeded by elephants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late! There's a briefing bout wat to do n where to go,&lt;br /&gt;The opening ceremony was held at Kuala Lumpur National Stadium&lt;br /&gt;A bus took us there , we were on d same bus with d MSSMKL Bowlers ,&lt;br /&gt;REACHED , the place was packed ! Athletes from all over malaysia was there!&lt;br /&gt;There's performers , performing something~&lt;br /&gt;I hate sitting under the sun for a long period of time ,&lt;br /&gt;i gotta tell you , it's a heck of a long time .&lt;br /&gt;I was practically showering in my own sweat (disgusting , i noe).&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is like an oasis !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha , eat , rest ... Thats wat we did .....&lt;br /&gt;Now here something spooky ,&lt;br /&gt;at nite , about 12.30 or so , we were relaxing , watching a movie then suddenly ,&lt;br /&gt;the lights suddenly went off , the whole room was dark !!! Gary went to d card slot thingy and put the card back in , he watched it carefully , it suddenly ...&lt;br /&gt;POPPED out !!!&lt;br /&gt;Eugene started screaming!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rashid said 'Oi! Jangan kacau la , org nak tido!'&lt;br /&gt;Then it stop ....&lt;br /&gt;That was a spooky experienced!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The individual tournament starts today , garyand eugene woke up early , they're comp. starts early ... gary sumhow forgot his socks , called me to bring it to him , i was still in bed , sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to shower and woke rashid up , walked all the way to the court , its pretty far ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary lose to a guy i dont no his name - 2:1&lt;br /&gt;Eugene lose to Krishen Paul - 2:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that tournament ,&lt;br /&gt;we went 4 breakfast at raju's restaurant ,&lt;br /&gt;after eating a piece of roti canai , my head was like going to explode ,&lt;br /&gt;its like sum1 was hitting it from the inside , trying to get out ...&lt;br /&gt;I was sent to the hospital ,&lt;br /&gt;that freakin' doctor injected me 3 times !!! WTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned , i was thinkin in my head 'Has he ever done this type of thing b4' ,&lt;br /&gt;i tot doctors was suppose to relieve their patients , not inflicting pain on them ,&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the nurse was smart enuff ... Got in with just one shot ...&lt;br /&gt;DRs conclusion was , i'm too exhausted ... Maybe the training 2 weeks earlier has caught up wif me.  Got out the hospital just in time for Sarah's tournament ..&lt;br /&gt;She won!!! 2:1 . She's awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COMING SOON*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-5222332467578285632?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5222332467578285632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5222332467578285632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#5222332467578285632' title='MSSM KL!!!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-6613338110473168388</id><published>2008-04-19T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:55:09.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>Sorry if i haven't blog for a few months ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Suddenly i got the urge to write about something ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of what you missed ;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm playing squash for mssm kl , (the training was hard!) , the tournament's this coming monday.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stay at Crystal Crown for a week ! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Broke up with my girl !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Missing a lot of classes !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lose a lot of weight ! (Thats what i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Sunway ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acquaintance &amp;amp; Friends ;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aiza (Kuyut)&lt;br /&gt;2.Hanim (Kiyut)&lt;br /&gt;3.Hanisah (Cuteness)&lt;br /&gt;4.Sachie  (Q-Tee)&lt;br /&gt;5.Nick! (Hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;6.June ? (is that his name ?)&lt;br /&gt;7. Tae-what? (Kewl!)&lt;br /&gt;8.Mel (Gorgeous)&lt;br /&gt;9.Faris a.k.a. Daisuke (Ladies man?) Nah!&lt;br /&gt;10. Azrul (almost forgot about him) (Emo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met new friends .............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i have to say .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there about 11 or so ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN THE MORNING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ET couldn't come ,&lt;br /&gt;Gone out with her pet brother and girlfriend&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So ,&lt;br /&gt;Me and azrul decided to catch a movie ,&lt;br /&gt;The Forbidden Kingdom !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JACKIE CHAN&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The movie started at 12.05 pm till 1.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;After that&lt;br /&gt;Messaged aiza and asked her&lt;br /&gt;Moi : Where r u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Her : Manhattan fish market&lt;br /&gt;Moi : I passed that place just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we actually got there ,&lt;br /&gt;Azrul hid behind a wall,&lt;br /&gt;He is so shy !&lt;br /&gt;Anyways , i got there and&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was there ,&lt;br /&gt;It was kool ,&lt;br /&gt;Some of us went to the cinema and bought movie tickets to&lt;br /&gt;Over Her Dead Body (which is really funny)&lt;br /&gt;Hanim ordered Fish &amp;amp; Chips for me and azrul .&lt;br /&gt;I finished the fish but left the chips there ,&lt;br /&gt;Nazri offered to help me finish the chips . (I can tell that he's still hungry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoPpIyGOnI/AAAAAAAAACM/8l1lcSv78yg/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoPpIyGOnI/AAAAAAAAACM/8l1lcSv78yg/s320/DSC00519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190978719904578162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoRwIyGOpI/AAAAAAAAACc/WRHohagFX3g/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoRwIyGOpI/AAAAAAAAACc/WRHohagFX3g/s200/DSC00524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190981039186918034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;                                                               Then&lt;br /&gt;Ice skating - Movie - Starbucks - Home.&lt;br /&gt;When we were ice skating , some random girl fell and she sslliiiiiiiiddddeeeessss and made aiza fall on her arse (Pain!) , June is somehow not bothered with his own injury ...&lt;br /&gt;There's BLOOD , moral of the story is : wear long pants when your skating on solid ice!&lt;br /&gt;It is not snow ! Totally different , if you throw a snowball at a person , it doesn't hurt but if you throw an ice ball to a person ..... Get a lawyer , that person will totally sue you !&lt;br /&gt;Tae looked like a pro (thats for sure) , Azrul is kinda stiff (all the way) , Nazri is starting to get a hang at this thing , You can tell that Faris had never done this sort of things , June somehow turned ice skating into a manly sport , Mel looked like the queen of ice (F.Y.I. not the ice queen) , Hanisah looks graceful (i guess) , Hanim was just sweet , she's helping faris to skate , so sweet~&lt;br /&gt;Aiza is somehow ............. (-.-) Tired! Finished ice skating ! Hooray! Never doing that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell just happened ?!&lt;br /&gt;After skat-ing , azrul got emo all of a sudden ! Chill man ! He was doing this emo (totally cool) pose. Unfortunately , didn't get a snap . Sore-e . Nazri sure loves to eat , maybe on his b'day i'll give him a coupon to an all you can eat buffet . Hanim went to famous amos to buy a box of ferrero-what? (Forgot the name)  . Dukacitanya  , june and tae had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna tell you how the movie was , Watch it - Over Her Dead Body , Eva Longoria.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa , that was a long one ,&lt;br /&gt;C ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-6613338110473168388?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6613338110473168388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6613338110473168388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6613338110473168388' title='My Day'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoPpIyGOnI/AAAAAAAAACM/8l1lcSv78yg/s72-c/DSC00519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-3322312243840329905</id><published>2008-04-17T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:51:17.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When your eyes are numb in crying..&lt;br /&gt;They'll give you a cucumber and say " Relax! he's not even worth crying for "&lt;br /&gt;When your sad and alone,&lt;br /&gt;They stay with you and say "Don't worry..I'll always be here"&lt;br /&gt;When your watching a sad movie and wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;They'll hug you and say " Friend..I'll buy another box of tissue"&lt;br /&gt;When you see your ex hugging his new girl&lt;br /&gt;They'll cover your eyes and say " Those new clothes are more worth watching "&lt;br /&gt;When you've got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;They'll call you and say " Where the heck are you going?! Come here back home"&lt;br /&gt;When you have family problems&lt;br /&gt;They hold your shoulders and say, "You should know I'll always be your family forever"&lt;br /&gt;When your feeling tired&lt;br /&gt;They'll smile to you and say, " Just stay there and nap for a while and I will do the rest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are there forever&lt;br /&gt;They just don't get lost or wither&lt;br /&gt;They sacrifice to make you hapy&lt;br /&gt;They do everything not to make you worry&lt;br /&gt;Love your friends and do your best&lt;br /&gt;Because I am your friend and I will do the rest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-3322312243840329905?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3322312243840329905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3322312243840329905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3322312243840329905' title='Friends'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-634275400433047181</id><published>2008-04-17T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:10:25.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth the wait - A love story by brokenhere</title><content type='html'>we have been friends for years and i have had feelings for more... i never had the guts to make a move or tell her, and when i finally did tell her she hada  boyfriend who she was happy with... we spent every moment possible together i even went with her and her family to cedar point... her boyfriend never came... we spent the fourth of july together watching fireworks in the dead of night... then as summer ended we kinda stopped talking... i didnt know why i figured she was busy, figured well what can i expect... then my 18th birthday was coming up, and so I called her and said that she was invited that i missed her and was really looking forward to talking and catching up... we had a blast talked like nothing had happened and about half way through the party she said i had to come out to her car to get my present that she was too nervouse to give it to me in here..... we went out there and i swear my whole body must have been shaking, i thought this is a perfect chance, she had told me her and her bf had just broken up last week... but then again i felt like an ass cause they Just broke up... she gave her gift to me and as i opened it i still was waring wether or not to make a move.... the gift was the most thoughtful thing she could ever buy or make... but i didnt have the guts so after a few minutes of talking then silence we went back in before ppl started to miss us.... as we were talking i brought up snocoming wich was coming up at my school the following week and said i would like it if she came, that it would be fun to hang out and see everybody, you know nothing more then friends....the following week was a blur trying to get around for something i had no intentions of going to until that night.... then snocoming came, we met at her house and had planned on going to a restauraunt but it was like a white out with sno everywhere.... so we just stayed at her house and her dad made food for us and served us, it was really sweet... then it was time to go and on the way there we were listening to dane cook of all things, it was hilarious... we got there and there were so many people just lounging around and talkign but eventualy  ppl started dancing and the first slow song was all my life, turns out its her sisters wedding song.... well we had been sitting down talking and she didnt say a thing and she took my hand and led me onto the dance floor.... we started dancing and she got real close and laid her head on my shoulder and it just seemed different... we danced and danced.. and then the song ended and we slowly seperated.... i looked into her eyes and somehow something i had never dared let myself think might be there was, i could tell how she felt i knew, and then we kissed... it was quick, like neither one of us dared to do it, to think it might be true.... then we like walked out really quickly to find somewhere to talk, the week before she had asked what i feared and i said nothing, she said she thought i was lying, so i wanted to tell her, to tell her that the one thing i feared the most was her, because i loved her and i wanted to be with her so bad.... then we walked back into the room and she stopped me at one point and said, i have a secret to tell you, i really really like you..... and then she told me that she had always liked me that her boyfreind had never know about our trip to cedar point and tha she had been trying to hint to me how she felt for the longest time..... then we sat down and i kissed her, for the first time, in these three years that i had felt this way.... and she kissed me... looking down at her holding my hand... the only thing i can say is that this was somthing i have wanted for so long, i almost couldnt believe it, im in love with my best friend...and she loves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-634275400433047181?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/634275400433047181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/634275400433047181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#634275400433047181' title='Worth the wait - A love story by brokenhere'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-320870402134786053</id><published>2008-04-11T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:32:24.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't have what you want</title><content type='html'>Why does it have to be so&lt;br /&gt;Painful?&lt;br /&gt;And yet ,&lt;br /&gt;You are still loving her ,&lt;br /&gt;Eventho she doesn't love you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet ,&lt;br /&gt;You are still hoping that she will ,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow ,&lt;br /&gt;Some way ,&lt;br /&gt;Forever or a moments time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never meant to love or be loved,&lt;br /&gt;Its my destiny ,&lt;br /&gt;My curse ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time she realizes ,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be there ,&lt;br /&gt;Beside her ,&lt;br /&gt;It is as if i never existed ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-320870402134786053?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/320870402134786053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/320870402134786053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#320870402134786053' title='Can&apos;t have what you want'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-6965507504755944188</id><published>2008-04-11T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:33:18.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm your friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm your friend even if you don't need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm your friend even if you wont talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm your friend even if you wont see me&lt;br /&gt;I'm your friend wherever we're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;In my heart and mind forever will stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere vision can't measure our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Laughter's not enough to judge truthfulness&lt;br /&gt;Tears are not enough to show sincerity&lt;br /&gt;The length of time we've shared is not enough proof indeed&lt;br /&gt;Only a true heart can say, "I am your real friend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not perfect, I am not rich&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wasn't there when you need&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't even there by the time your heart bleeds&lt;br /&gt;If not today, maybe tomorrow I could have my turn, I believe&lt;br /&gt;If you need help and comfort or just someone to be with&lt;br /&gt;Just call me and I'll be there, coz I'm your friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-6965507504755944188?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6965507504755944188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6965507504755944188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6965507504755944188' title='I&apos;m your friends'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-504337621677303900</id><published>2008-04-11T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:24:57.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;True love is like a spider and its web;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times the web is destroyed,&lt;br /&gt; or how hard it may seem to rebuild it,&lt;br /&gt; and when all hope seems lost..............&lt;br /&gt; the spider will work hard to restore the broken pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-504337621677303900?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/504337621677303900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/504337621677303900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#504337621677303900' title='True Love?'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-386394754265875707</id><published>2008-04-11T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:21:59.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A girl asked her guy if he thought she was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He said....&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;She asked him is he would want to be with her forever...and he said&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;So then she asked him if she were to leave would he cry,&lt;br /&gt;and once again he replied with a NO.&lt;br /&gt;She had heard enough.&lt;br /&gt;with tears in her eyes she turned to leave,&lt;br /&gt;but he grabbed her arm and said....&lt;br /&gt;You're not pretty your Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I don't WANT to be with you forever,&lt;br /&gt;I NEED to be with you forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't cry if you walked away&lt;br /&gt;...I'd die.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-386394754265875707?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/386394754265875707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/386394754265875707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#386394754265875707' title='My True Words'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-2969463041405725316</id><published>2008-04-10T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:04:56.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Is Love</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the line between friendship and love,&lt;br /&gt;Its like taking risk...&lt;br /&gt;but its good if you fall in love with your best friend coz&lt;br /&gt;you know her so much..&lt;br /&gt;you have no doubts..&lt;br /&gt;a perfect combination...&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;lovers do fight...&lt;br /&gt;even though they're friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-2969463041405725316?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/2969463041405725316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/2969463041405725316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2969463041405725316' title='Friendship Is Love'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-777416403162278537</id><published>2008-03-05T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:53:19.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i ever change</title><content type='html'>If i ever change ,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me ,&lt;br /&gt;Hit me ,&lt;br /&gt;Scold me ,&lt;br /&gt;Ignore me ,&lt;br /&gt;Destroy me ,&lt;br /&gt;Do what ever it takes to turn me back to my oldself ,&lt;br /&gt;Better yet ,&lt;br /&gt;Love me~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-777416403162278537?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/777416403162278537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/777416403162278537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#777416403162278537' title='If i ever change'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-1605223978057162249</id><published>2008-02-27T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:52:00.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Love</title><content type='html'>One day a girl came up to a boy ,&lt;br /&gt;She said ,&lt;br /&gt;' Do you like me ? '&lt;br /&gt;The boy replied ' No , i don't like you '&lt;br /&gt;The girl was stunned ,&lt;br /&gt;She asked ,&lt;br /&gt;' Why ? '&lt;br /&gt;The boy answer was ,&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/7567786539617750306-1605223978057162249?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/1605223978057162249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/1605223978057162249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1605223978057162249' title='Sweet Love'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-5355360464655474250</id><published>2008-02-27T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:43:46.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help along the way</title><content type='html'>Our meeting was destined with disasters ,&lt;br /&gt;Making every step a tough one ,&lt;br /&gt;But not hard to endure ,&lt;br /&gt;When there's a person or 2 helping along the way ,&lt;br /&gt;Reaching our destination ,&lt;br /&gt;With passion among ourselves ,&lt;br /&gt;One of them was you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-5355360464655474250?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5355360464655474250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5355360464655474250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5355360464655474250' title='Help along the way'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-4142674087956357794</id><published>2008-02-24T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:08:46.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love will never disappear</title><content type='html'>It came again ,&lt;br /&gt;the same feeling as before ,&lt;br /&gt;Is it the same ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Why now ?&lt;br /&gt;Why me ?&lt;br /&gt;Why her ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that important ?&lt;br /&gt;Am i destined for disaster ?&lt;br /&gt;What's going on with my life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to believe this feeling ,&lt;br /&gt;I have someone i love ,&lt;br /&gt;Do i ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This is a poem of confusion ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-4142674087956357794?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/4142674087956357794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/4142674087956357794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4142674087956357794' title='Love will never disappear'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-8672236507226975535</id><published>2008-02-12T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:55:53.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Tournament!</title><content type='html'>I was psyched up for the hockey tournament this morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GO SAUJANA!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot that we were going on an air-conditioned bus but...&lt;br /&gt;it was a damn minibus!!!&lt;br /&gt;Where the heck did teach get these bus drivers ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast it was warm dis morning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived eearly and  got to watch the others play first,&lt;br /&gt;Some of them sux and some were good.&lt;br /&gt;Ours begin at 9.10 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;The first 11 were ;&lt;br /&gt;1.Zharif (Goalie)           &lt;br /&gt;2.Manraj (Malaysia Player/The best in Bangsar Zone)   &lt;br /&gt;3.Haziq&lt;br /&gt;4.Arif&lt;br /&gt;5.Izzudin&lt;br /&gt;6.Muzamil&lt;br /&gt;7.Azwan&lt;br /&gt;8.Shazrie&lt;br /&gt;9.Saffuan&lt;br /&gt;10.Safwan   &lt;br /&gt;11.Ridwan (Captain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were against a very powerful team!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RMC (ROYAL MILITARY ACADEMY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we were getting the rythm ,&lt;br /&gt;Then all hell break loose ...&lt;br /&gt;RMC got their 1st goal...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manraj and the others are trying their best to dribble the ball .&lt;br /&gt;Their just too good.(It was easy for manraj ofkos)&lt;br /&gt;At the 2nd half ,&lt;br /&gt;They scored another 1 .&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion is , WE LOST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that ,&lt;br /&gt;we have to wait 4 hours till the next game...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone decided to eat at a stall nearby ...&lt;br /&gt;Some were sleeping , moaning , tired and delusional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ,&lt;br /&gt;the next game started ...&lt;br /&gt;We were confident that we cud beat these guys(kita boleh mkn diorg!)&lt;br /&gt;They scored the 1st goal in the first half ...&lt;br /&gt;But we manage to score a goal too(I didn't score any) (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that ,&lt;br /&gt;the opponent swinged their hockey stick like a maniac!!!&lt;br /&gt;Were having trouble trying to get close to them...&lt;br /&gt;At the very last minute (1 minute before end)&lt;br /&gt;They scored a winning goal!!! WTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;There were no defenders!!!&lt;br /&gt;The goalie tried his very best to defend the goal(Who wouldn't?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final score was;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RMC VS SSHS - 2:0   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSHS VS SPHS - 1:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's another game coming up the next 3 or 4 month.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna train harder this time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Even a losing team can become a Champion with effort and hardwork!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-8672236507226975535?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8672236507226975535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8672236507226975535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8672236507226975535' title='Hockey Tournament!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-9013962668510901760</id><published>2008-02-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:10:11.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Down!!!! Busy as a Bee!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting anything this past few days ...&lt;br /&gt;Busy with hockey training and my internet sux!!!&lt;br /&gt;Comp is next tuesday ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saujana VS RMC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn hard (not really)..       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i wanna say ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-9013962668510901760?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/9013962668510901760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/9013962668510901760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#9013962668510901760' title='Internet Down!!!! Busy as a Bee!!!'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-6360950822316777040</id><published>2008-01-30T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:51:52.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R6CABUGAzKI/AAAAAAAAABY/zVGLifg_EKo/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R6CABUGAzKI/AAAAAAAAABY/zVGLifg_EKo/s320/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161265933028740258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attention Please !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              A Saujanian girl was almost beheaded last saturday with a hockey stick ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              Surprisingly , she is still alive . Not even a scratch on her skin . This could be 1 of the most wonders of the world . Thanks to Allah , she is now safe but 'Sengal' ...&lt;br /&gt;Beware of the beheaders ,&lt;br /&gt;It could be you after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-6360950822316777040?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6360950822316777040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/6360950822316777040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6360950822316777040' title=''/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R6CABUGAzKI/AAAAAAAAABY/zVGLifg_EKo/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-624077107173602542</id><published>2008-01-30T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:13:35.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week?</title><content type='html'>This is from this week only ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a hockey team(&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;am i good enough?&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;) ...&lt;br /&gt;It was like training in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;depths of hell&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;(with less heat ofkoz) , to sum it up , my pe teacher&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;En Syufri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;) was making my class do stretches i've never done before !!! Everytime i walked there's like a twitch in my legs .... It hurts  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;I trained everyday (had too) , fell a couple of times (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;everytime sumone fell , they all'd laugh at them) ...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Now , i'm like a retarded kid walking trough a normal yet abnormal school ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hws is gettin higher than a mountain !!! Too much!!! I had to finish all of them , especially Madam Paramjits hws .. The kids at school called them 'Sikh devil' (which i think is inappropriate) . At school , she's the most greatest teacher , she doesn't wants her students to fail English ... She'd go to extra length to insure our success ... People can call her watever they want , to me , she is the most understanding teacher in school . She can be your worst enemy or your greatest ally .. You choose ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addmaths not gettin any harder (or better) , just confusing ... In bio , i juz want to operate a frog and see it alive again.Physic's the best (i think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, some of my frens are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;neglecting/avoiding/hates&lt;/span&gt; me ... and I don't noe why ... Hey , if i did something wrong , i'm sorry okay ... Only Azrul , ameerul , arif johari , khairul , anas , zharif , ain , nabihah , munir , ami , n ameer  ...&lt;br /&gt;Since i joined hockey , my mind wasn't straight . I kept thinking , why ? Why must life be simple yet hard ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Simple ,&lt;br /&gt;You make choices ,&lt;br /&gt;And you don't look back .&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the consequences is bad ,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its good .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuti Wilayah' this friday ,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna post it now since i don't noe wats gonna happen (&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;unless i have psychic abilities&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for this week ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy at blogging ...&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect me to blog every damn single day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-624077107173602542?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/624077107173602542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/624077107173602542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#624077107173602542' title='What a week?'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-3103691653125421478</id><published>2008-01-29T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:05:35.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunion'/><title type='text'>3A Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R59JjkGAzGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iOZoYtq9gAU/s1600-h/Pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R59JjkGAzGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iOZoYtq9gAU/s320/Pics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160924573323021410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;26 of January 2008 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, a reunion of last years &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3 Amanah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Almost every fren from last years class were there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;... Now that we're all in different classes , its kinda hard for us to get together and do something like last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(T_T) Missed all of 'em .... Anyways , most of the food was Nadiah's(she brought 'Nasi Ayam' for 40 peolple!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Jual-jual !!! Nasi ayam !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ama brought a humongous (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;exaggerrated&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;) chocolate cake (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;which i didn't get a chance to taste!&lt;/span&gt;) that her mom baked especially for our occasion.&lt;br /&gt;I took picture's of them eating , they don't really like it tho ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nik was on his way to SMT while we were having fun here ....&lt;br /&gt;Tsk2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R59M8UGAzJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/diOoPjKU3F0/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R59M8UGAzJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/diOoPjKU3F0/s200/DSC00337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928297059667090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As usual , Azrul put on his emo face !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ,&lt;br /&gt;there was a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FLOUR FIGHT AND WATER BALLOONS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/S : water ballons and flour is a bad combination .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked light a cake that was ready to go into the oven ..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;I'd put a pic but i was wet from all those water ballons and didn't get the chance to snap a pic ...&lt;br /&gt;They even smudge cakes on each others faces ,&lt;br /&gt;everyone kept aiming at me coz i started the flour fight ....&lt;br /&gt;my face was all chocolatey ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But , at the end of the day ,&lt;br /&gt;          we had to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;clean the hall!!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; it was kinda fun ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day goes by so quickly ,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even catch a glimpse of time as it pass by .&lt;br /&gt;Memories will be memories ,&lt;br /&gt;But life will always go on ,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you in your dreams ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firts blog since ever!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-3103691653125421478?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3103691653125421478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/3103691653125421478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3103691653125421478' title='3A Reunion'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/R59JjkGAzGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iOZoYtq9gAU/s72-c/Pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-8583494731718062948</id><published>2008-01-29T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:41:46.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Lyric'/><title type='text'>The soundtrack of my life ...</title><content type='html'>I fell asleep last Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Underneath polluted skies&lt;br /&gt;I walked alone on those Jersey nights, and I&lt;br /&gt;Saw the boardwalk start to fall&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness starts to drown&lt;br /&gt;The quiet corners off this town, and I...&lt;br /&gt;Late last night, I made my plans&lt;br /&gt;It was the only thing I felt I could do&lt;br /&gt;Said goodbye, to my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there's no one left to tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me: The rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Let me apologize while I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to face all of my past mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my all time low&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it feels so familiar&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it seems so familiar&lt;br /&gt;I feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;And every second that goes by&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming out for a second try&lt;br /&gt;Said goodbye, to my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there's no one left to tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me: The rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Let me apologize while I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to face all of my past mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I've got to live with them the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the mess I've made&lt;br /&gt;These are the words I can't erase&lt;br /&gt;This is my life support, shutting down, for the final time&lt;br /&gt;And it twists like a blade&lt;br /&gt;And kills me for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you won't forgive me&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Let me apologize while I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to face all of my past mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me for the rest of my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-8583494731718062948?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8583494731718062948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8583494731718062948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8583494731718062948' title='The soundtrack of my life ...'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-7509092428189606718</id><published>2007-07-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:34:16.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Warming Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/RqxdxyUYVuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9R_kB6Hue2Y/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092548388551415522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/RqxdxyUYVuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9R_kB6Hue2Y/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These is why i appreciate my friends ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their there when you need them the most ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They make me happy when i'm sad ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They support me ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They protect me from bad things , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They invite me to places that's free from negative things .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And most importantly , they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love me for who i am ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not for what i'm not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-7509092428189606718?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/7509092428189606718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/7509092428189606718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7509092428189606718' title='Heart Warming Friends'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/RqxdxyUYVuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9R_kB6Hue2Y/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-5373992932995535857</id><published>2007-07-29T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:25:11.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping</title><content type='html'>Day after day,&lt;br /&gt;Week after week ,&lt;br /&gt;Month after month ,&lt;br /&gt;... I'd kept on waiting , hoping ...&lt;br /&gt;But now i just want to start forgetting .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-5373992932995535857?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5373992932995535857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/5373992932995535857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5373992932995535857' title='Hoping'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567786539617750306.post-8504993597563380926</id><published>2007-07-29T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:21:06.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Will you miss me when i am gone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Waiting for me , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For who knows how long .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Loving me till the end of life itself .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Remembering me like there's no one else .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The time flows by like the river ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It made me appreciate the times we spent together .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Made me love you altogether .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567786539617750306-8504993597563380926?l=cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8504993597563380926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567786539617750306/posts/default/8504993597563380926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheezecake-kun.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8504993597563380926' title='Appreciate'/><author><name>cheezecake-kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10084537380943499920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fCmmlAYkHEE/SAoasYyGOsI/AAAAAAAAADE/qrVvDwJzuOY/S220/20080119085056114358.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
