<?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-7537073766662696502</id><updated>2011-10-12T06:18:31.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WindsDan7ce 风舞</title><subtitle type='html'>风能让人感觉得到
但不能让人看得见
每人都在你生活里
留下一个永久回忆
你又能怎样去舞出
你的人生；
你的快乐；
留给别人是怎样的
影像；回忆；过去呢
我希望我能为我重视及关心的朋友
优如风曾给你关怀和了陪在你左右
犹如舞曾给你快乐难忘的过去时光
因朋友是陪我一路走过至今的同伴</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-867461712767245833</id><published>2011-09-29T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T23:43:46.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intern soon</title><content type='html'>haha.. gonna start a diff semester this time .. is INTERNSHIP..&lt;br /&gt;kind of missing the uni time.. whereby classes at 8 am are meant to skip..&lt;br /&gt;finish class can bck for a nap..&lt;br /&gt;looking at now... wake up early to work and no nap till release frm work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brand new life...&lt;br /&gt;now can compare study life better o working life better..&lt;br /&gt;hope would not spend so much...&lt;br /&gt;is all abt money again..&lt;br /&gt;if money earn during intern cant afford my own living expenses then duno how to live in future d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that disappoint is i dun hav a car to drive..&lt;br /&gt;sis had promised me lend her car to me.. but ended wif 000000&lt;br /&gt;bec her timetable is diff wif my bro in law.. therefore they need 2 car&lt;br /&gt;worst, i stayed in office.. mean.. this 3 month... oli weeekend i can go bck..&lt;br /&gt;weekdays cant find my frens ..&lt;br /&gt;kind of wtf lor.. i start my foundation in PJ.. stayed in PJ.. bck during weekends&lt;br /&gt;then, degree in Setapak.. oso bck during weekends... then KAMPAR( dun mind bck on weekend o nt due to distance).. now... here it goes again... how i hope i do have a car.. n free to go anywhere.. lepak around.. do things i like.. sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-867461712767245833?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/867461712767245833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=867461712767245833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/867461712767245833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/867461712767245833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2011/09/intern-soon.html' title='intern soon'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-7486459045535308075</id><published>2011-06-30T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T02:15:09.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know why</title><content type='html'>Some people tend to ignore their own responsibilities and expect people covering for them..&lt;br /&gt;but... what have those kind heart people who reach out for you received??&lt;br /&gt;did you think about that?? what you said which hurt those who helped you..&lt;br /&gt;you are just being selfish and annoying and don't be surprise you will be all alone at the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;taking advantage over people is not ethical at all and this already live in you..&lt;br /&gt;in reality, yes you could have survive because the world turns because the existence of people like you.. but, think deeply those friends you hurt?? does it worth?? or you never thought them as your fren at all.. today, i really do shame on people like you.. yea, keep walking with you old attitudes and behavior, i had enough from you and don't show me any faces because you don't deserved any right of doing it.. people will turn their back against you soon, we ain't important to u and u ain't important to us either.. so, walk on.. till one day you realized everything is too late because the ego in you got yourself kill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had failed people and disappointed people who handed their trust in me.. and i only can blame myself for that.. these days i really tired.. how good if i could just walk away with.. I STOP NOW,I M TIRED.. THIS SHIT ISNT MEANT FOR ME... i could push to another person to handle..  i m totally screwed in financial, frens, events, assignments, midterms and PEOPLE... just one phrase from you, actually i m not committed, out the door you go.. throwing everything for me to handed it.. do you think your are the only person who is tired?? do you think this is correct? i don't sound you and fuck you because i still take you as frens else i would just say YOU R NOTHING AT ALL.. nt good in manage anything because when you do something you will forgone something.. LMAO if u had achieve anything... my advise and opinion towards you is still the same.. lack of management skill and LAZY.. if u r committed, i doubt that.. because uu do it the very wrong way.. fuck it la.. you wont know and you will never know because your belief.. u had fallen once... and the 2nd time and yet nothing change.. i kind of surprised and speechless about you.. anyway.. just keep push around the responsibilities and you will b the best guy ever la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7486459045535308075?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7486459045535308075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=7486459045535308075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7486459045535308075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7486459045535308075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-know-why.html' title='Don&apos;t know why'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1268041725918937958</id><published>2011-06-01T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:33:45.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Year</title><content type='html'>Finally, come into my final year... but 1 year = 3 semesters.. still long huh...&lt;br /&gt;results last semester is rather disappointing as i had dropped below 3 pointer and found that 100% exam tips is useless because students turn out to know everything and spoil the graph.. So, i ended up screw everything.. but still okla.. could still live with it LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester holidays never get to hang out or have short trips due to financial constraints and things turn out to be hard to achieve when you don't have your own transport.. however, manage to be a good boy by helping out in parents shop.. kind of surprise with myself because all these while never happen to wake up on time to help up in shop but this time seem fine... here come the new semester and by 1st week itself everything looks tough for me.. and final year thesis.. this time really need work extra hard already hope there is something to keep me motivate and achieve it la.. can't play much already because you fail this FYP you fail ur degree.. a B really will do.. gotta do this FYP with frens who ain't that good but still hope all of us are committed and give the best that all will do for me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is the summer break for frens in oversea, is looking forward for them to come back malaysia but friendship do change because they will get into relationship and frens = nothing..&lt;br /&gt;haha, screw it when talk about friendship.. =D because u n i know how many dependable frens are out there for us.. 5 fingers maybe too much..  1 or 2 will do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1268041725918937958?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1268041725918937958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1268041725918937958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1268041725918937958'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;古人说,人人为我,我为人人, 放屁啦&lt;br /&gt;一个人活的越久,体会到的人生道理就越来越多&lt;br /&gt;你是否与我一样,笑看人生&lt;br /&gt;感叹这种人的存在&lt;br /&gt;看来我们为人须为自己早想了, 别再无谓地付出&lt;br /&gt;给自己伤害&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6303222870918033188?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6303222870918033188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=6303222870918033188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6303222870918033188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6303222870918033188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='失望'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5939875229788377721</id><published>2011-03-09T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T00:05:42.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This night</title><content type='html'>just now have a chance to chat with my basketball players and even got invited to their school basketball team group on facebook... haha, they still address me as coach and look up for me.. could felt the respect they given to me.. even it is 2 years back.. and i no longer their coach..&lt;div&gt;they remind me how basketball is part of my life last time and the days i could not live without basketball.. sigh.. still love the game but sadly my physical layout doesnot allow me to have fully enjoy the game.. that why i took up the coaching job to stay involve. however, reality is always turns the other way round, i failed my academic and force to move to another state therefore i give up my current part time and my beloved teams.. slowly, basketball just *****missing *****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhal.. really miss those days.. =D will looking up for the job again after graduate.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My gf had start working and i found the time we had together really reduced dramatically.. msg we sent and the call time.. haha.. i would tell myself.. " WELCOME TO THE ANOTHER STAGE"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.,, what to do, this is life.. so.. every momemt and talk we had together will be precious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to u ya.. don't get so stress up with your work bec frens and family always by ur side.. and i do proud of you.. how u grow frm the past till now a mature girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss you =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5939875229788377721?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5939875229788377721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=5939875229788377721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5939875229788377721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5939875229788377721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-night.html' title='This night'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1302189759146664154</id><published>2011-03-02T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T01:05:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just realized</title><content type='html'>Normally, people would say photos would captured memories and whenever looking at it then flash back occur in your mind.. however, one drawback of this is u gotta look at the photograph and only it starts to remind you..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, i found out song also another tools which captured memory.. lots moment in your life would actually recorded within the rhythm of the song... then, you will start to become emotional.. sad, happy, crazy and meaningful moment in life will just pop up in ur brain.. and musics always accompany you whenever and wherever... like you sat in ur car to certain destination, when you doing revision, when you heard that song at certain places..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Songs will never get outdated for me because each of every song provides me different memory in life and it just keep compiling as long the song exists then my memory shall not fade or erased because not possible of doing it.. guess songs impact is bigger than photograph because can't be disposed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;listening to song alone and especially those old song will really give me lots of flash backs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when got free time, doing this would be fine because you wil flashback what you have done in your whole life at least until today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1302189759146664154?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1302189759146664154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1302189759146664154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1302189759146664154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1302189759146664154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-realized.html' title='Just realized'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3339665139420397192</id><published>2011-02-26T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T22:43:03.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liverpool YNWA....</title><content type='html'>Don't ask me why i support liverpool because even myself also not very sure about it..&lt;div&gt;maybe it started because my dad run a coffee shop and carlsberg is the main sponsor of liverpool that time and so i got their free jerseys and from there i begin learn about the club and yea now a die hard fans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the match results really could affect my emotion dramatically...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if they lost a game, the next day i might eventually become moody because of it and no matter what occasion i have, i will also try to follow up every game.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;non stop influencing my dad about liverpool till he know every single liverpool players as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, few days back was watching the europa league.. really emo because no goal it seem till 84th minutes.. n seeing gerrard at the audience seat.. and guess what.. looking the way and expression of Gerrard celebrate the goal scored by Dirt Kuyt really made my day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the joyful expression and action =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really hope after i graduate and before gerrard retired i could get a chance to be at The Kop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont wanna miss the opportunity to see him in the field and play...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope the dream will come true.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3339665139420397192?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3339665139420397192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3339665139420397192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3339665139420397192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3339665139420397192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2011/02/liverpool-ynwa.html' title='Liverpool YNWA....'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-8629543243303853794</id><published>2011-02-26T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T01:49:12.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time management fail</title><content type='html'>Really failed in managing my time and recently become so ineffective and inefficient..&lt;div&gt;will going to have my 1st midterm later in the morning and another one on monday and next one on thursday.. really back-to-back midterms.. not to forget 4 assignments are untouched...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno what happen to me just don't have the mood to do the assignment, just feel like keep delay it but the due date is approaching.. wonder how i could actually handle it.. some of the group members expecting me to do the extra works and etc but somehow i really felt tired of these shits..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finding information, making own sentences and submission.. end of the day i dont think i have learnt anything.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dealt with lots different people from different field till i even ask myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;izit good to be keep optimistic.. because sometimes those people are too optimistic of themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they do not let negative thinking affect them which leads to arrogant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some even try to take others things and perceived as their own..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for instance a proposal which done by my senior and yet to executed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people come by and discuss with me the same ideas though he knew i m in charge of that plan and yet he try to take away from me.. i cant denied we are frens and doing events that benefits students is part of our responsibility.. but do consider about the ethics.. and do respect me.. u wanna do it can, just parked the event under us.. thats what i gonna tell u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-8629543243303853794?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-7209401793804999133</id><published>2011-02-18T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T02:49:12.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Format that kills</title><content type='html'>Oh my God, can't believe that 2 of my subjects'mid term would be in FILL IN THE BLANKS FORM..&lt;div&gt;1 blank for an answer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;normally when essays we just memorise the point but now is fill in the blank does it mean that i gotta know every single word or just the key words that matters..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new to this format and afraid this will got me kill..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't be optimistic about this and just a week away from the midterms and assignments due&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta gear up now to chasing things i missed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, start with photocopying notes tmr 1st..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7209401793804999133?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7209401793804999133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=7209401793804999133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7209401793804999133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7209401793804999133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Wasted minimum of 4 k in these subjects as follow:&lt;div&gt;Writing for Science and Technology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English for Communication&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English for Engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English for Business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English for Management&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until now a degree student still studying with whats a noun, verb, adverb and etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasting my time and money in this and language taught in a one way communication&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they think by putting all these subjects would actually improve a student english standard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats totally bullshit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;researchers found that language must learnt in a fun way and through practising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but looking at the syllabus and way the lecturer taught i could just sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopeless and useless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1500979968296712335?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1500979968296712335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1500979968296712335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1500979968296712335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1500979968296712335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2011/02/paid-for-nothing.html' title='Paid for nothing'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5949242245021575564</id><published>2011-01-24T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T22:39:35.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>Haha, sense of achievement i felt after organized Interaction Day 2011 for marketing society..&lt;div&gt;the time is the limit, less that 1 week to settle everything.. and my team and i capable of making it a success and it  happen without even postpone it.. the only failure of this event is that i actually exceed my budget even with the sponsors. however, i don't mind making bit loses because we do provide the best thing that we can give them =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a credit to my organizing committees for sacrificing themselves and lots of efforts had poured in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't care which department they in charge, we just do everything together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from some perspective we might not as effective and efficiency but the experience and feeling we gained is totally special and different.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that event, feedback from participants is really great, there is nothing but a smile looking at those satisfaction from participants and they compliments. Without them my event can be a failure, without my helpers there isn't any great atmosphere because they are really joker and make right feelings to the participants at right time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know how to express my thanks to my team..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but really appreciate things they done =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THUMBS UP!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i gonna focus back on my EXCO, guess gonna push them a bit else i will be disappointing my seniors who pass the club to me with great hopes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5949242245021575564?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5949242245021575564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3827734416025794804</id><published>2011-01-20T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T04:21:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickening period</title><content type='html'>Can't denied that i m seriously emo the whole day..&lt;div&gt;don't know why i ended up like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emo not because of guilt but a behavior of one person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i m over sensitive or i m always type of person who can't really stand with people i dislike but maybe this time is crossing the limits....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta tell you this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could influence one person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could tell the world different story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could make ones dislike me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could carry on with your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could cheat yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end of the day, people will find out and you will still be the loser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had figure it out, why should i keep bothered by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will live with my head held high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should be the kind one.. and now i will trying to be that kind one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life would be better... and happier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so just fuck yourself man.. you are too childish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i start to pity your life and your world.. one day i will fucking laugh at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the moment you realize you mistakes, everything is too late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m so sorry to said that... but thats reality la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can't face and handle the world with ur low EQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but maybe is true la.. you have the $$, u are rich..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no 1 wealth could pass through 3 generation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because of ur existence, i found i have more sins than ever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep cursing and etcs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope today onwards i will start change this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a promise to myself... because i m living better than you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lies cant last forever.. people will seek for the truth and you will be fucked up by then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if one day physical solution is a necessity then i will gonna go for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;win or lose does not matter... =D with the dignity i lose, with the sorrow you won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always admire people have a great team and etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now i realized my team is not bad actually and could work hand to hand happily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we can't be the excel one, but the memory we had when working on the same things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweating it out and sharing the achievement.. thats our prizes in life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you all are with me for now and future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really do appreciate your help..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just response from people are low.. maybe is their prob but also some is our own problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God knows.. but i am really disappointed by my course mates.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some even ask me stupid questions and some giving me stupid comments..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i am fine wth it.. life goes on.. i wont stop because of you guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will move on.. failure or success i still need to get it over..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after expressing my feeling on facebook and enjoy some blackjack,in between with friends.. last and not least going to lake to chill out.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m fine now, will take on upcoming thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I M BACK =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more cursing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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period'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-388147311785079025</id><published>2011-01-19T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T17:22:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester Y2S3</title><content type='html'>Start this semester with a totally different environment..&lt;div&gt;haha..  a different environment because i am currently safe from sound pollution and my high blood pressure could be lower because now i gonna have less interaction with one of my housemate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things goes wrong without anyone realizing it guess it is not my prob..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i come out a conclusion, he plan to have a cool style... "Bang Kool"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, one thing that keep annoy me is gotta c his fucking face everyday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the emotion whereby no one in the world could beat him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"gou hei" darker than the black( im nt being racist here*description)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sickening when see him, like the whole world owe him ( chinese direct translation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if this continue, i dont know how to overcome it.. just feel like punching the damn face..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. emo sial... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this 1st week of semester is the busiest week i ever got in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with all my time used on classes and most importantly events..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really thankful to my housemates giving me a hand at this time and others who help up as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be able finish a great work in a limited time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staying in uni till 3 am, feeding mosquito because partly of the block is no light.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rushing the decoration to finish in time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a brand new eexperience for me and it is a sweet bitter memory..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but satisfaction are there, whenever look at the board... a smile is good enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pleasure u felt which cant be describe by words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is just awesome.. response from event might be low and bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we do what we can.. that all it need...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;positive ways of looking things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really beh tahan my coursemates..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last time is geek.. now is bastard who just know talk nonsense..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another word... retarded o useless junk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't have patience with them anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;complain and complain.. commitment is zero...comment and comment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they should learn how to shut up because they dont have the right to talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can talk when you could do things better than me and my teams.. else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't even comment, a punch might fly out anytime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, last holiday i almost got fight during basketball with other fellow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even after his apology i still screw him like shit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, agains a fellow taller and bigger size than me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess that time i serious mad d.. =D because logically i will lost the fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4120139966402551738</id><published>2011-01-12T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T03:28:38.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>My holidays gonna end soon and there goes a new semester for me..&lt;div&gt;looking back it almost 2 years since the 1st day i came here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time really flies and really hope i could graduate in a glance..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. human are always kek sui 1..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when u studying, u feel like working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when u working, u feel like back to studying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. this is human nature... but i do hope graduate fast so parents could retired and stay away from the coffee shop and start having vacation and relax..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come to think of it, they almost 29 years never take flight for vacation d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because of these 4 children.. haha.. but guess soon will be the time d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, hope they will always fine and healthy =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the longest holidays i have in my calender is like almost 3 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, cant be blame.. UTAR = Uni Tak Ada Rehat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprisingly this holidays there is no outing with frens to anywhere..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all are under budget constraints.. and not to mention some frens beg oso dun wanna come out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with all the excuses in the world, but when others ask them out, then they would be there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, can't denied that girls actually have the power to pull the guys out frm their house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind of disappointed with them, anyhow life goes on i can do other thing instead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is very much the fact of life.. FRIENDs ... next complicated stuffs after human body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, i still manage to meet up with my primary frens and some high school frens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but most of the time i will be in the coffee shop lepak with my dad because no kaki to go out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this 2011 new year i also celebrating it differently because i m actually working as a part timer on that day.. a totally different job scope this time.. stage coordinator.. that day got real close to the MC and performers and the MC even treat me BEERS.. a nice person and nice to work with though i m the one who just assisting him.. haha, A new year countdown event really a brand new stuffs for me.. that day i also impress with myself.. my performance =D haha.. and break record by not having food for 17 hours.. too busy with the preparation and etc.. haha.. crazy night..after the event 2 hours i went to JB for cousin wedding and before attend the wedding at night.. i even tracel to SG just for the Genting casino for 1 hour then come back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really a combo and after the new year event my leg muscle pain like hell for 2 days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also kind of surprise with myself when i so eager to play basketball &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time i get this feeling after so long.. after high school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling is superb lor.. ahha the first day really kek sui.. my shooting position really gone d.. lol.. hand oso cant follow through.. then only realized how long i never touch basketball..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;running around the court is damn tiring with so much fats and dun mention about jumping XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha.. one day was having marathon.. 4.30 pm to 7.30 pm then 9.30pm to 12 am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that day my leg really felt the presurre.. at night i could felt the pain.. the old injuries making my leg so pain n weak.. then i decide to rest d.. because the joint like loose d.. dare not continue the extreme game.. but because of the marathon i meet back lots of old basketball frens.. those hi bye fren.. 7-8 years never c them d.. now saw them back.. haha.. still the same faces =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow still felt happy because of this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this semester results also released earlier than expected and surprisingly there is no delay and server down cases.. everything just too smooth.. hard to believe this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i clink into that page, i m not focusing on my main paperz but the lan subjects.. and especially Japanese and thank God i pass it.. is kind of unbelieveable..  but really glad to c it because repeating it is a cost and failing it is like so stupid. so.. yea i m happy with it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as usual, main papers i nver put high expectation and nvr wanted to.. basically there is no aim at all.. bec i aint the A type students.. but chances of being F students oso possible.. so.. average would be best for me.. and yea B n B- just like otehr subjects.. so.. candicacy to continue.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last year there is a venture capitalist came in UTAR and provide the opportunities for students to run a company and evven do a startup... this is really a good opportunity for us as the students but i keep wonder is there such a great thing would happen to me.. and what r the cost of it.. because there is no free lunch in this world, the VC can actually employ few employees for running the company.. why US? i keep thinking and wonder and could not get the ans.. n my dad nt really support me in this.. so guess i shall pull out from it d .. lets c how this gonna ended by otehr studentsl.. wish them all the best..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title='2011'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5448136394188001083</id><published>2010-12-13T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:05:36.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson for today</title><content type='html'>Don't ever got close with lecturer because it will kill you off one shot..&lt;div&gt;"Kit Yuan, Don't disappoint me tomorrow" said by Bobby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.. this is enough for me to get damn stress over it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now itself i keep studying the notes and even text book..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad i done badly for my midterm thus leads to a low coursework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which may leads to my 1st grade C for my results..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really liking it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, a small mistakes cause my midterm failed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but again results does not show or prove anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long i know whats wrong and make clear about the two different important facts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more papers left and HOLIDAYS.. it will be the longest 1 week for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's enjoy the SUFFERING MOMENTS XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5448136394188001083?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5448136394188001083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5867369163650072261</id><published>2010-12-11T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T10:40:35.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies</title><content type='html'>Haha, so fast then is another final already..&lt;div&gt;this could be consider the most unlucky moment for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i had fall sick during the study week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i m still coughing, sneezing and sore throat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a COMBO..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;restless for so many days and cant really focus for my revision..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had given myself almost a week break for myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when others are having their study week, i actually having my own holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought of giving myself some enjoyment and when times come only i do the last push&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, when i back to Kampar i still looks ok but the next day, it kill me off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;straight fall a sick, haha, how am i suppose to do my revision in this situation.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) but i still try my best, as usual, for me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;study is not about the quantity time you spent but is the quality time you have..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of them is just stdy for the sake of study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, you could spend your whole day looking at books and study and revise just to convince yourself, but how many percent you had absorb and understand for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only you yourself know the best.. i m not trying to offence anybody but just my thought of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. but i never said that i am top students and i never ever want strive to be the top XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hols for myself i actually drive a lots compare to usual because gotta attend a prizing ceremony in putajaya.. without realized, i drove around KL and even putrajaya but keep getting LOST with it la.. but getting lost is a good thing because from there you will learnt and in near future u might d know the road well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the prize giving ceremony is a bit disappointing because my team could just amnage get the most dramatic award from the organizers and previously we expected more because the organizer contact my team leader personally.. besides, the winner of the video i dont see any creativity and innovating compare to others video and this is not because i lost only i said that.. therefore, i came out a conclusion.. this is a stupid tournament and cash are pour into this by government but guess again is have corruption therefore the quality and standard of this tournament is low.. and less than expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this term again my coursework is lower than i expected guess this semester would be the 1st grade C i get in my examination but i will still try my best to get at least a B- la.. since i had a D which pull me down greatly in my CGPA.. God Bless Me.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during this short break i got a chance to meet with Ivan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after so long and have a great yamcha section&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk about most of our stuffs and the football team we love XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Euro Trip and Anfield match hopefully would be a real thing for me before i turned 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully it is not a dream in future.. counting on it.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5867369163650072261?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5867369163650072261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=5867369163650072261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5867369163650072261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5867369163650072261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-flies.html' title='time flies'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3350642880519230362</id><published>2010-11-25T05:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T05:16:00.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Road</title><content type='html'>It is two months after Chien left..&lt;div&gt;my yamcha section is really OVER and OFF for 1 year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the emptiness in Subang..,, sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess the only one back there is my girlfriend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh.. felt so lonely and no friend can have a heart to heart talk with me anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where is my good listener and Ivan G.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess everyone else is busy with their life now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day we left high school.. all took different path..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Yea.. no more in contact.. and no topics in common anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer could you come back now.. i would like to meet my friends back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though they r just a normal friends but at least can have fun together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn.. i m rotting in Kampar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my frens who had wif me for one year and two semester got terminated and left the uni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, my academic world left one person and he is one semester behind me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my graduation would not be as good as others.. but life goes on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just make it fast and in time so my parents could really retired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i really miss home, the two old folks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope they are fine... haha, all my siblings are out station..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, next week i going backk gonna see both of u soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) i m not the best child and i come back gives lots trouble to u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still wanna back home hahah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3350642880519230362?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3350642880519230362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3350642880519230362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3350642880519230362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3350642880519230362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/11/lonely-road.html' title='Lonely Road'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-6570433066052736108</id><published>2010-11-25T04:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T05:05:54.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder when will this happen</title><content type='html'>Sigh,just saw somebody comment " that Bastard" again with no regret over what he had done, this i refer back to the one who fight with my another fren.. from the comment i see not a sense of regret and even guilt in him.. dammit.. it has been so long since the 1st time i know him i really hope something happen to him and he could learn before everything is too late for a changes..&lt;div&gt;to this point, some might think that again i am judging people and i might not have the right to talk about people but just %^&amp;amp;* it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One who never know what is happening around him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One who always thought he is right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One who will never listen to people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One whose words louder than action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One who will never learnt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One who don't have guilt or sorrow with what he had done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS DAMN PATHETIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mark my words, one day and it will really come and at that point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u will regret for everything you had done.. and u will still blame on others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever you will stand at the same point in life without moving forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it is up you... and this really SERVED YOU :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm, next, today i realized lots people are really take things for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially university students, i might be one of them la.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just keep blaming parents for forcing you study things you don't like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know this is chinese culture and tradition whereby they restrict you doing things you like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know it is ur interest and you feel that you could do it and make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but somehow in reality, things u interested u might not be succeed on it as well &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because this is the fact and I HAD FALL ONCE by assuming I CAN MAKE IT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but things really don't turn out as we want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now you just keep blaming parents and have you ever look at yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what problems and mistakes you done? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you really study well and well prepare for each final?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you really try your best?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you do revision every night and even consult tutors on it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you take it seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i know is not enough efforts, lack of concentration, hard work and keep going back hometown even during final and etc are the problems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i see no reasons for you to fail just that u had failed yourself and you are responsible for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you don't see things that way.. you will just point finger at others..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should feel glad with what you have because you don;t go through process others went..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if u taken others path and born in a different environment guess you are a drop out student long time ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;appreciate things and focus now.. after graduate only think of your dream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now is not the time yet.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6570433066052736108?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6570433066052736108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=6570433066052736108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6570433066052736108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6570433066052736108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/11/wonder-when-will-this-happen.html' title='wonder when will this happen'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4819140900791934865</id><published>2010-11-23T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T18:51:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inappropriate</title><content type='html'>just one month and many things happen..&lt;div&gt;1st is a totally unexpected stuffs happen whereby my house mates  and my fren got into fist fight in ipoh.. this is bullshit man.. fight in public, no 1 was drunk and we are having snowflake in 100 yen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both of them just cant hold themselves and BANG... fight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both party also got wrong but this happen is because of one's sickening attitude.. guess if i was in that situation i also will punch him hard and nice.. we are being too patient and compromise with this fellow.. i really dont know what to say.. but this fellow is the one making my life uneasy and making me angry all the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i am handling a club, so this guy would say everything in the world and yet nothing you can get from him.. mean he will just do the talking and no action.. just bullshit and even tell otehr clubs about my problems.. showing sign of disrespect... handle tasks to him will give a answer very hard and dont know how to do.. had work together with him once and guess i will say NO MORE.. so, no matter what happen, i will handle all by my own to avoid unnecessary stuffs and since he is selfish dont think he will enrolled himself in anything.. so, just screw yourself.. i can't be bother.. and keep giving me negative response, cannot la.. cannot la.. they wont do.. fuck la.. i m trying be optimistic and u trying to pull me down.. ask u do.. u say cant then duo duo lan ye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dickhead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next, 100% disappointed with my board of committees whereby they do not want to sacrifice anything.. ask them do this and that.. their face gave me answer.. if u were unwilling to sacrifice, out the door and go.. dont waste my time and the position i could give to other people... sickening and need me to do this and that... when u guys gonna change and be more motivated to do stuffs on ur own rather than i keep pushing it.. really hope this day will come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exam is just 3 weeks away, guess i really screw up my midterms and assignment.. every semester assignment really give me headache and making me dulan.. this semester, yea a galz.. in fact a bitch and a bastard same group with me.. doing assignment using copy and paste, ask them change and change.. telling me is facts can't change.. ask them elaborate and independent thoughts they give me same thing again.. dunno i m speaking tamil or alien language to them until they do not know what i want... i ended up give up that assignment really sickenning when looks at their work.. no quality at all.. sigh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4819140900791934865?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4819140900791934865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=4819140900791934865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4819140900791934865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4819140900791934865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/11/inappropriate.html' title='Inappropriate'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-9006376629614349435</id><published>2010-10-27T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T02:00:12.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life...</title><content type='html'>really could not recall when i wrote the last posts here..&lt;div&gt;too many things happen since then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st got my final finished with no confidence but thx God it turned out fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this semester looks a bit different where Japanese language is killing me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a quiz is coming up real soon where i really could not find time to do revision and start memorize those shits.. it is a terrified experience.. u r just like back into kindergarten and start learn from the most basic A to Z.. craps man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, this semester is the lonely semester, frens all left to Uk and etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;others are too busy to hanging out with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i spend more time with parents and help them out in the shop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. never thought that i could really rejected going out with frens and help my dad up in shop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess now i am mature enough compare to last time... consider a self achievement..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, 1st time in kampar i am so busy and don't even have extra time to online till late night or face computer like the past..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 events held at once with different society.. this is really a test for myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time management is really important, till now still consider okey but don't think so for the two coming days.. it is gonna be a 14 days for me to woke up before 8 am and start my routine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn..  however, this semester got a free seminar organized by the Utar's soft skills department and attended by every chairman of societies. my first thought would be THIS GONNA BE SUCK, talks and talks, bored and BORED.. so take along my earphone so just in case could sleep at that time.. However, this two ddays seminar is like the most joyful moments i had so far in kampar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whereby took  1 day for us to get real close and the next day we are like close frens and living in our own fantasy and the world only got us inside.. every moments we passed are full with meaning and simple activities with vital lessons for us to learn.. the feeling is just awesome..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope the seminar will go on and the same 22 of us sitting together and do things together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this could be a dream but is not impossible because a mega event took place then we will gonna get ourselves involve.. waiting the day to come and action would make in happen XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the seminar, i turned to a bit down because back to reality.. and so much things for me to worried....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st            my phone bill reached 220 bucks.. Fuck Crying out loud.. LOLz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; Halloween game test failed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd           Sun burn when carried out car wash and feedback aint that good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th           my birthday turn to be a  working day for me by working part time, haihz.. bad                                memory for me.. but, just gonna deal with it... and maybe can celebrate the following                      weeks because gt extra holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most importantly is my GF started to felt lonely because i really dont have time for her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my timetable is really packed and nap isn't taken place for this two weeks.. dont really know i would survive.. sleep time is just not enough and must wake up because of the word responsibility.. damn.. haha.. but i choose this path so guess i cant complaine about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope i wontscrew up my academic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-9006376629614349435?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/9006376629614349435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=9006376629614349435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/9006376629614349435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/9006376629614349435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-life.html' title='My life...'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4397528729676513307</id><published>2010-09-11T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:17:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i say FML???</title><content type='html'>oh my god, i m totally screwed up..&lt;div&gt;for one week i barely can focus on my revision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exam is just two days away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n yet.. my brain still empty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today.. cant even stdy for 1 hour..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't knw why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thx to the weather make me sleep whole day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thx to lecturersfor noit gving tips therefore no motivation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thx to facebook, even though ntg to do, i still look at u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thx to myself for gving myself longest break of all time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thx to music accompany all day long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon will study.. soon.. don't ask me how soon.. just soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rather write blog than study.. how great man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hate study for past,now n ever!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4397528729676513307?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4397528729676513307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-8637711190664327320</id><published>2010-09-10T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T03:16:56.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If..</title><content type='html'>If you are going to come back..&lt;div&gt;and we happen to meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope this time we can really put things behind us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and have a good conversation rather than picking on each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is 6 years from now and yet the issues are still fresh in mind &amp;amp; hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the friendship will just got worse and worst in future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If really could not let it go or put it down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it is up to you, i will apologize for the mistakes i done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m childish over it and immature but if i given a chance again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess i wont repeat the mistakes or actions but.. it is too late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, everything is up to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i do disagree with your point of view because it is very subjective&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no one is perfect so guess that our personality are damn different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, i would like to keep this friendship as it had d lasted for 14 years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. just pray things go smooth and all the best to u n me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward for THE DAY.. if happen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-8637711190664327320?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3629484365174251600</id><published>2010-09-10T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T03:06:26.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special day off</title><content type='html'>kind of happy because manage to go back hometown than usual&lt;div&gt;so many special occasion, haha, the feeling is great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though there isn't any frens there but thats the place i born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;driving around there FEEL damn HOME =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, dad fetch my sis bck to hometown and on the way pick me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom was complaining that it is troublesome to pick me up and of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about exam also.. however, dad insists to take me along &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahhaa, so i can go back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis n dad go for dentist to pull out their tooth, sis wisdom tooth gt 4 roots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, lucky the root never break half insd else she will be crying over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while they inside the surgery room i took car keys and drive around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st place is to buy GUANG PIN .. some local produced food for my housemates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd drove to LUMUT and pray in the same temple i went for the past 20 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd went to McD looking for GCB, ended up saw the sticker*temporarily unavailable* Dammit, then decided to buy porridge for dad and sis, since they unable to bite later after surgery XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;receipt thrown away because if dad know the price of it is RM4.40 he will kill me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just knew that my grandmom's bro passed away, so gotta attend the funeral as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking at the coffin, i was so afraid.. flashing back the past memory 2004 and 1994 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when my grandfathers died. I dare not stay at there too long as my tears will running down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anytime.. sigh.. always wondering why human will get old and die &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why this cycle exists in the 1st place, losing our close relatives and created sad atmosphere..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking at my aging grandmom, just wanted her TO LIVE up to 100 year old and even longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end of this year is my cousin's wedding, i going bck to Johor Bharu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA, again, my kindergarten memories and standard 1 memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.. god.. so happy to return that after 11 years.. lots things change &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and doubt my standard 1 fren will still recognize me, had lost contact like 4ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, this time back Johor i guess i will turn emotional when see bck the old house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, now think of it things happen at 4,5,6,7 year old is like yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't deny memories is most wonderful thing on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it makes life more interesting but maybe it just happen to certain people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some just don't gv a damn about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for me, it is everything i got &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter bitter or sweet, i will try captured as many memories as i can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because you only live once, you don't get a second chance if u missed it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, take actions and make memories and keep it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before regret.. =) after final exam, back to subang i will find back photos in johor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and refresh the old memories.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta admit i got affected by emotion easily..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like the 1st time driving past my Pj primary school after 6 years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can feel the heart pumped damn fast and sadness strike me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just missed the past... the old times..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going back setapak, drove on Genting Klang road and visit the X-hostel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg.. the feeling also very special..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is so much more... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3629484365174251600?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3629484365174251600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3629484365174251600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3629484365174251600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3629484365174251600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/09/special-day-off.html' title='Special day off'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1002991765095851059</id><published>2010-09-09T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T02:51:48.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>just less than a week then is my final exam d..&lt;div&gt;came bck from Kl 1 and half week in advance to prepare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad, again things do not turn out to be what i want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;failed to do a quality revision whereby no matter hw many times i read the notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing enter my mind. brain just not functioning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe still early and still unsettle for study..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, every time i look at the notes, it make me pissed off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;study 101 things and just 4 things come out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haihz, examination always like that.. useless Shitz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great thing about this semester is i dislike all my lecturers and tutors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it become worst when final they don't even give tips &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so gonna read all those shitz and memorize it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is damn lifeless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i can do is complain and complain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZZZzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is gonna be a long three weeks for me and hope i could make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really don't understand, u r a fucking adults now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what u do is fucking immature.. because of relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u r making urself suffered and even admit to hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to mention about academic already like shitz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posting things, talking wif galz just to get sympathy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these sympathy make u feel better? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on, think man, weight what is important in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every semester with same fucking problems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why don't just fuck it and live on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats the best....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some assholes just don't know how to behave or even act like a human&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no sense of understanding and just thinking for your own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can just dig a hole and sleep inside and DIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one will feel sad for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your existence is just a waste of resources&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, save the earth, GO DIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attitude which will never change for entire life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am really sick of it and felt like punching you in the face DAMn HARD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1002991765095851059?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1002991765095851059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1002991765095851059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1002991765095851059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1002991765095851059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/09/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-2353343649477490333</id><published>2010-08-27T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:01:07.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>all my coursework marks just released..&lt;div&gt;damn, got worst marks compared to previous semester..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lesson of this semester is never trust unknown group members&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't relay on them, it will get yourself killed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;final exam will be pain in the ass, wonder how to get good results..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this two weeks really killed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing a video for competition from noon 12 till next morning 7am still can't finish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never been that crazy before in doing task..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, was enjoying the process when shooting the video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is a new experience for me and look at my dumb skills in acting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no talents at all =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still wonder is there any ways to convince my parents to allow me to have a motor license&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need it badly in kampar because bicycle cannot really used at night or go to another taman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon going to have many meetings and without own transport i gonna DIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always depend on my house mates and friends will just caused them more trouble..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, just told my mom my hp gt prob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st she said, come back subang only see how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i back, she say no money for me to buy new hp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as all money poured into house renovation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn... having hard time typing SMS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted a touch screen and Wi-fi hp.. guess will never get it anytime soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, i just felt my house is very nice compared to last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moment i see my house when i just back from kampar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just can put a smile XD at last is done after 3 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parents are happy over it as we have no money to buy a bigger house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so renovate is the option left for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now just hope graduate as soon as possible and ask both of them stay home and rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not need wake so early and work like cow in shops.. 31st august 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mean they had opened shop in subang for 14 years not to include those years in Johor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, hope when reached 16 years, can put a full stop for them and enjoyed life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the things come to my mind every time i step in the shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't know why, last week i back and help in shop can see how happy is my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they do not show it but i know really well... last time in high school i really never think of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just mind my own business and ignored them but now i think on their behalf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people do changed i believe.. just hope the few hours really helped them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, izit real when you plan something and it meant to failed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to celebrate a fren birthday in advance ended up failed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, tried my best but ended with nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess i am really a bad planner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;liverpool u bastard why keep letting me down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing your results and performance keep dropping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on.. last year already disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year do something make me proud and happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grrrr......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2353343649477490333?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2353343649477490333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=2353343649477490333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2353343649477490333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2353343649477490333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/08/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1539595014152592029</id><published>2010-08-16T04:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T04:13:00.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P&amp;C is killing me</title><content type='html'>recently got involve in organizing event&lt;div&gt;that is totally crap, so many things are Private &amp;amp; Confidential&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C.P&amp;amp;C. P&amp;amp;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost everything discuss is P&amp;amp;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't let anyone know unless the proposal is done and approve by DSA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, basically every meeting he remind us of P&amp;amp;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afraid of people knowing or stealing ideas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually society in my university already move on the wrong path whereby they compete between each other and see who will be the greatest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does position and fame that important to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;showing off and etc making you feel better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proud of yourself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just want to be leader at all costs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ego will pull you down and it is just matters of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow will be my first exco meeting and conducted by me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, what is P&amp;amp;C and what is not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really don't know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope it goes well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1539595014152592029?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1539595014152592029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1539595014152592029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1539595014152592029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1539595014152592029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/08/p-is-killing-me.html' title='P&amp;C is killing me'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1809264192200021431</id><published>2010-08-16T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T04:02:26.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there it goes again</title><content type='html'>Erm, this month and the coming month will be a bad month because again friends are all leaving again to continue their studies.&lt;div&gt;haha, yesterday one of my junior called me, told me 10 more minutes he is going on plane and say goodbye to me.. can hear his voice that he is going to cry soon =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next would be my high school friends and primary friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh, could not even think about what will happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the emptiness in Subang and semester break without them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever it cross my mind, the mood just swing and start to be emotional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1809264192200021431?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1809264192200021431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1809264192200021431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1809264192200021431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1809264192200021431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-it-goes-again.html' title='there it goes again'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5247897907697302081</id><published>2010-08-05T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T04:01:52.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter BEGIN</title><content type='html'>great, i just bring my life into the next level whereby i join a society and become the Chairman of Marketing Society. the process can say simple and easy but there are few questions which hard for me to answer. anyway, that is a good experience.. &lt;div&gt;really thankful for the support especially NGAI WEILING, KWAIPEK and their friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without them i don't think i can take that post as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea, can slowly feel that burden, wonder if i really can do it and without failing myself and them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets see how it turns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really wanna c myself failed, and yeah, i turn myself into this and needs lots of commitment d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so BRAIN, could you give me some ideas on my events for the whole year.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now taking the chairman position, things might change slowly and hopefully the past ain't bothering me anymore, and involve in HALLOWEEN NIGHT event as well.. but i juz the commitee members so have to see what can i learn and whether it helps in future or nt =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next week going to have so many meetings n yamcha section, so i knw the club better and the paperwork thats are necessary for each events which i organized...haha.. juz realized my surrounding are packed wif experienced people and chairman.. i m juz a starter.. so hope i could really beat them and be so much better than them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as usual, if u r in something, make sure u r the best.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt that is not applicable for stdy =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stdy just stdy all u can =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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BEGIN'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3452449158562800060</id><published>2010-07-23T05:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T05:19:44.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfied</title><content type='html'>i seriously can't believe i addicted to Online Game..&lt;div&gt;Atlantica Online, haha, but maybe it is just short term, but who knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with everyone in my house crazy over Maple Story and i alone playing AO online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets see how =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but Dota still a necessity for me though just a moderate player but who give a damn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just have a feel of basketball back few days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn the feeling is awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when in high school,  i can't live without basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when comes to university, just stop playing and start coaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and come to Kampar, stop coaching and playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coaching because Kampar don't have schools need a coach and i ain't popular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;playing mainly because of the weight gained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking back last time pics, i seriously gonna admit how much i gain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25kg for 4 years craps..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with added weight, running and  jumping become a tiring actions for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that why i stop playing since could not perform as expected(ordinary player)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eating extra calories and fats granted me 6 layers of fats and with no neck =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, just hope from this week onwards, every wednesday night could play basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to study, having two midterms, later and tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind hates when you memorize 101 things and just 5 comes out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, basically, it is just unfair.. but too bad, it the system&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just now was studying a text book about operation management&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno why, it is kind interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theories and facts make me wanna know more, but comes to calculation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there goes my nightmare, and this test more on calculation DAMN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know i really  happy with stuffs i study now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marketing.. erm, i love it and engineering i hope last time could done better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but LIFE and REALITY is always painful, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't study engineering is because laziness and bad fundamental&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i can't turn back but just keep move forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, hoping for good things happen and it had passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just could end 2008-2009 with a sigh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3452449158562800060?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3452449158562800060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3452449158562800060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3452449158562800060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3452449158562800060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/07/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-449705673404663864</id><published>2010-07-23T04:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T05:04:14.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time will tells</title><content type='html'>haha, gotta admit how real is this phrase.. &lt;div&gt;*TIME WILL TELLS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as time passed, you will know more about them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing the positive stuffs is a good sign,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however if it is negative stuffs, he or she will become only more annoying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attitudes always a problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrogant always a sickening moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are so much more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;human are full with different types of attitudes and behaviors which most are not pleased&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hate when is happening to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would start dislike or even ignore them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would say no one is perfect maybe sometimes i might be that person to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however you could control it and try put down some ego and just listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with excuses you trying to made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with reasons which not so real or even fake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a stupid ideology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on, get a life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is driving me crazy.. argh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-449705673404663864?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/449705673404663864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=449705673404663864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/449705673404663864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/449705673404663864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-will-tells.html' title='time will tells'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3972664060153217662</id><published>2010-07-11T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T04:46:42.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected visitors</title><content type='html'>yea, now i having a dog in my hostel, dunno which bastards throw it to my house, this is a male dog, types dunno what but is like shitzhu mix wif beijing dog, basically i don't know what the hell izit also. Don't know i should consider my house lucky or unlucky, first, we try get the dog's owner, but ended we failed and maybe the dog's owner never try look for the missing dog again..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, this dog is really sucking my $$, already paid RM30 for it after divided among housemates..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and NOW here comes the disaster, shit all over, and pees all over... damn, worst of all, the floor become kind of geli and the air full with dog smell.. i live on ground floor, so basically once i open my door, then STRIKE... my nose... ARgh.. disgusting... i had clean its shit and pees 4 times d... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to get a pair of slipper for indoor and suggesting putting the dog outside to save trouble.. it is also unhygienic when we need to eat in the living room itself.. craps.. i prefer ciplak dog, can watch door and big size don't have to treat it like master..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best solution ---&gt; "sell the dog" get back the $$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                       or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 keep it outside, save ourselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3972664060153217662?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3972664060153217662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3972664060153217662' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3972664060153217662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3972664060153217662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/07/unexpected-visitors.html' title='Unexpected visitors'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-202225277143320171</id><published>2010-07-01T05:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T05:56:54.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unacceptable</title><content type='html'>why would you give me those types of attitude, come on, have any problems with it just come straight to me and thinks ways to figure out, don;t give me those fucking looks and stares...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always do trying to help you guys not to say i am generous but just wanna help, but if you all don't put in more efforts and everything is depends on me, i would feel stress and ended up being emotional and etc, don't blame me on that.. is everyone responsibilities in doing assignments or even works together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lecturer, screwed you!! you are giving aways marks too easy for class participation.. those bastards give wrong answers you still give them marks?? even those which are not rational??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when a lecturer ask a question,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a guy hands up, "sir, i dunno the ans" there it goes,1 mark for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on, what the hell is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what do surprise me is we had a group task on How would you deal when you met Bootlicker in workplace... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those genius give answer of BEING ANOTHER BOOTLICKER whereby satisfied their needs and wants.. OH MY GOD... can't even interpret the question properly..  and now i stuck with having 1 marks because lazy to hands up and compete with those idiots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can think everything you want and say everything you want, but bear in mind who the person you talking with... being too proud on yourself will never works and fall the next moment without realizing it.. so, you choose the person you gonna become and the life you have.. when you thought you had everything, but the end you actually have nothing, so, at the end of the day, you will be sitting there and start thinking, what do i have and where are those people who i had..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can people just stop doing things for the sake of doing and start doing for the sake of other purposes which will give you better values, people might have different perceptions on value but i guess something which would help you in future would value most than other stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still don't agree on GOOD GRADES = GOOD FUTURE, and in every fields ONE will be Success with their EFFORTS, SKILLS, TALENT, GK and COMMUNICATIONS... why judge people with what fields they in or even they results, again does academic results really tell you a success of a person, i don't deny study is important, but as long they are doing their responsibility without fail to graduate YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE OR EVEN LOOK DOWN AT THEM, 1st who the hell are you, so even if you are teacher and you from that field these don't give you rights to say about me or others,if you are so great you won't be a teacher and use your EKONOMI ASAS to be success in the society, and ask your students don't have to study for that subjects anymore, because this is a subject which don't require revision and etc.. everything is BULLSHIT from you, all you know is comment like an idiots.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing i learn from today talks is that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when UTAR students are all complaining about the facilities, lecturers, services and etc,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing that you must always remember is UTAR is serving the community, and its really help your parents save lots of money and reduce the burden because your fees are cheaper compares to the others, think behalf of your parents.... if you could not weight it then you better withdraw and go a better place whereas your parents could pay else just stick with it...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-202225277143320171?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/202225277143320171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=202225277143320171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/202225277143320171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/202225277143320171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/07/unacceptable.html' title='Unacceptable'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4889384182739061707</id><published>2010-06-24T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:04:45.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy</title><content type='html'>sigh, a moment ago just have a slight hope and in a glance, the hope is gone..&lt;div&gt;having problems with factory visits, just got Yakult in hand , ended up taken by others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being rejected by 4 companies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multi national company why are you so action, don't bother about students' request&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you know that you need them in the future to keep your organization running..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grrrr.. hopefully tomorrow i can get a good feedback from the company else i seriously in deep shits..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At last England manage to qualify for last 16 for World Cup, however next match against Germany, how unlucky is that, but hopefully Gerrard could leads well and Rooney please ON-FORM.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets see, now i have 7 written assignment and 1 oral presentation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, this is really a uni students life, soon gonna have no space to breathe d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets enjoy first before suffering, this is what basically the lazy people do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4889384182739061707?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4889384182739061707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=4889384182739061707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4889384182739061707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4889384182739061707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/unhappy.html' title='Unhappy'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-7912045770176070276</id><published>2010-06-20T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:55:17.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never stop...</title><content type='html'>why do people always find so hard to stay focus on something,&lt;div&gt;maybe should not use people but me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, should end with a sigh.. just spent my weekend doing nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although so much works are on the list but i decided to lye down to day dream, watch drama and listen song.. don't know whats wrong with me but maybe is because the fear in me, dare not look at those tasks which awaits me to accomplish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, just rotten and wasting time there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, yea, week 4 d, there goes all my assignments and midterms should start at a glance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on, brain, please work and let me start attacking those tasks.. rather last minutes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week just went MOS, first reason is because my frens are back, secondly is my frens birthday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoyment are short and now back to suffer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd  too stupid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope right now i have a good speaker and  BLAST THE MUSIC DAMN LOUD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least it could inspire me to do something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7912045770176070276?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7912045770176070276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=7912045770176070276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7912045770176070276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7912045770176070276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/never-stop.html' title='Never stop...'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5037883593198007140</id><published>2010-06-16T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:27:15.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>argh, a week off seriously got me kill..&lt;div&gt;lots of unsettle stuffs and etc.. feel like so far behind... damn&lt;div&gt;struggling to catch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frens cant updates me on what happen in class because they also didn't attend either..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today attend one tutorial which makes me feel so fucking stupid without knowing answer for a single question, then the kind tutor brain fuck us again.. by saying how the 20% failed that subjects and etc.. one thing i do realized is that the reading materials provided ain't enough for answering questions, and not only one subject, but every of it i am facing the same problems, God please don't tell me i have to go through the text book.. that will be my last choice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here it goes, the typical CHINESE are back in town...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could never imagine how desperate are them to get MARKS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because of the assessment consists of class participation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the students keep raising hands to answer questions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looks extremely desperate, you might not believe when u saw the situation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just remain silence... feeling SICK of them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to say anything, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if you don't know anything just don't talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if u so gonna talk, plz phrase your sentence properly, don't give shits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suffering for the 2 hours.. HUMAN.. please grow, don't look so desperate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finding hard to accomplish few assignment without transport especially when going to visit multi national company.. wonder if my frens could lend me their cars.. but the answer most probably is a NO.. guess have to figure a way to solve it... now still now ideas yet and not even know those company will allows us in and spend their VALUABLE by explaining the manufacturing process for us.. still UNKNOWN... but soon going get it figure out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope this semester everything will go well, i don't want to ruin anything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5037883593198007140?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5037883593198007140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=5037883593198007140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5037883593198007140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5037883593198007140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-6053867928827153127</id><published>2010-06-14T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:18:19.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self declared- one week off</title><content type='html'>new semester just started and on week 2 i already declared a one week off for myself,&lt;div&gt;so basically, i have 10 days off.. LOL... the main reasons is actually my eldest sister getting engage or something like that la, all i know is they are now legally husband and wife just haven done the wedding ceremony as they need to save $ for that because it is not cheap by the way.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, SIS, CONGRATULATION!!!!!!!!! more great news, our house got extra one space already( na just joking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad taken 2 days off, 1st is the day whereas they register in some government office, then later had lunch in a vegetarian restaurant caused RM300 then up to genting, guess no luck with me, lost my RM100.. Damn... no extra pocket money already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day we just went shopping and after so long, we had KFC together.. haha, why is eating kfc is like a great event, it is because i can't even recall the last time my family and i having KFC together.. since the big ones are working, my elder sis and i were studying, basically we have no time sitting down together with both parents because their still have a shop to look after..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had my 1st time watching movie with jw and yc.. haha, after forcing them to come, that day is wonderful as everything went smoothly except (1) the service of KENNY ROGERS again(terrible).. i still don't give up on trying KENNY ROGERS in different location... yc and i were persua jw to like KENNY ROGERS but just so happen we FAILED&gt; she still prefer Nando... (2) Old town white coffee Wi-Fi connection, yc house is out of connection and after order drinks and etc only realise the line there is down as well ( bad day for her)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A- team is a great show where i watched with my gf, and again we had KENNY ROGERS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at last i found the most satisfying KENNY ROGERS!! HAHHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6053867928827153127?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6053867928827153127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=6053867928827153127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6053867928827153127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6053867928827153127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/self-declared-one-week-off.html' title='self declared- one week off'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-2726411490520235149</id><published>2010-06-14T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:01:55.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naive??</title><content type='html'>recently there is some people creating a group and call themselves empower, out of curiosity i went and have a look.. it is just a group who trying to demolish or proved that if you supporting them, they will help the students better than the SRC do... they have their objectives and ideology in their page.. mentioning if they were THEM, how they would fight and aids the students.. but, if you see carefully and analyze they are just bunch of people who is so NAIVE.. thought by protesting and etc could solve the problems, they said that students will see HOW THEY SOLVE the existing problems.. but it is just too bad as whoever also can talk as long you know how to twist and etc.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seem the creator of group is just another talk cock person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solving problems?? you can kiss my ass then i will trust you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you people are those who want to be famous thats all, setting up groups and etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want to be well-known?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you really do think of helping students, setting up group and talking bad about SRC is unnecessary... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long you could PROVED with your action, i guess the SRC representatives will step down and let you be it already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was kind surprised with idiots joining their group, they believed in fairy tales?? craps..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people don't require a position or status to help or speak out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could get the students trust or faith through your action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if you can't mean you just another bullshit assholes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2726411490520235149?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2726411490520235149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=2726411490520235149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2726411490520235149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2726411490520235149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/naive.html' title='Naive??'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-423141582407072240</id><published>2010-06-02T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:48:33.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed emotion</title><content type='html'>haha, woke up 6 am thought of jogging, ended up with walking and cycling,&lt;div&gt;*self-convince it is a good start! lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today don't have classes, so went Ipoh with few frens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch Prince of Persia again.. ZZzz the 2nd time d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, dunno today have the feeling of buying books "Rich Dad,Poor Dad" which recommend by Mr.Wong 3 years ago, so today i gonna buy it.. going few book store to locate it, at last got it, hope i really gain knowledge from this book, so i don't waste my $$.. this book has chinese version as well, at that time i was thinking which to buy.. but at last bought the english version because it is origin in english... hope i will finish the book la =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh, money money, always a prob for me, dunno where i spend and how i spend =) it is just never enough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bastard hp with so much prob, it just 2 years old and yet it is like 30% die d, dare not ask parents buy a hp for me, as in now their financial also not that good... SIGH... CSL should i buy u for price of RM70?? haha, lets see how things go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VALUE???? dammit, thought having a great lunch in kenny rogers but ended with disappointment and anger.. NO CLASS SERVICES and served me cold chicken with some layu side dishes.. screw them man, waste my $$ for food like that.. IPOH PARADE's Kenny Rogers SUCK.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end of months full wif bill... 2 streamyx line each 2Mb.. Gas...electrics.. and open house costs which gonna held tomorrow.. ARGH..... today spent RM190...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wallet once empty again..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-423141582407072240?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/423141582407072240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=423141582407072240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/423141582407072240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/423141582407072240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/mixed-emotion.html' title='Mixed emotion'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4541004398416309830</id><published>2010-06-02T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:09:27.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m Back =)</title><content type='html'>after so many months, nearly forget that i used to express things in here&lt;div&gt;alright, now currently i glad that i had finished my 1st year in business which could consider a great achievement because i failed do that last year, and yes, 2 more years and i m done, hopefully everything goes well... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i know my frens all are coming bck frm overseas i m so happy, but then once again i m down when heard my another fren is leaving, so basically from end of this year onwards, i going bck subang will lack of something, a kaki to yamcha with me, but this is good for her so i wish her all the best and she will  defiantly coming bck with the square hat =) WOOWOWWOwo......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent my last holidays with my coursemates + housemates, a great trip but pain in $$$$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but however still enjoy it very much though i missed few occasion due to saving costs but with no regret because i do enjoy doing things in my ways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time just flies, meeting back my coach working part time for him, memories are back.. missed my coaching life, haha.. i m complaining again.. one Saturday i went to basketball court because knowing that my X players having competition, all of them still showing respect to me and address me the proper way this really make me miss them a lots not to mention another school which coach by me in PJ.. these boys are really nice, hope they really moving forwards to their aim and be successful in academic as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things which i failed to do during the holidays is never find my X housemates which located in setapak, damn, i missed them, but some of them are graduated and even moved out only left few off them, they giving me an unforgettable experience, the 1 year really meant a lot to me and had left a great impacts to my life... hope to see u guys soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand, i missed the chance to find dai ga jie, dai lou and soo, they are busy with their things so i hope can catch up with them soon, these are my foundation gang which always help me and showing me the value of frens... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4541004398416309830?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4541004398416309830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=4541004398416309830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4541004398416309830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4541004398416309830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-m-back.html' title='I m Back =)'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5784510395771807810</id><published>2010-03-01T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T02:56:56.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>just screw two midterms badly..&lt;div&gt;normally when i screw up something i am not so stressful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now i am.. why i am turning to be like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally i realized the effects of CARELESS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one moment i was laughing how easy was the paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then walk out and discuss with frens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzzzzzzzz... next thing i know, careless mistakes lead me to the graveyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another paper is make to fail me as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headache and feels like giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hate this life man, feel so dumb and slow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day after tomorrow will gonna have another test, then next day test again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wonderful, it just not gonna stop, not even need mention the assignment due just aroundd the corner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha... what a life man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, chinese new year is OVER&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get back now... the lost soulzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to awake.. lots work waiting for you to complete..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parents will never understand my feelings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they just say i am not working hard enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sometimes when i really work hard i ended with nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staying at library to find a good reference book, ended with nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rubbish lecturers and tutors teaching me shitz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exam answer shitz then i DIE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have disappoint you all, but i hoping for an improvement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoping something could really save me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, should i keep my hope alive to walk on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets see whats gonna happen for tuesday and wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for now trying put a =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5784510395771807810?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5784510395771807810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=5784510395771807810' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5784510395771807810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5784510395771807810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-2968570902281734339</id><published>2010-02-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:33:41.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOING MAD</title><content type='html'>Argh...&lt;div&gt;time is running up, yeah, i m still doing nothing about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disappointing semester, expecting a better lecturers and tutors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it is just not happening, got the worst among all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously academic base lecturers are suck, i prefer those from corporate world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. brain isn't functioning well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe due to chinese new year and the environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wonder how am i gonna perform at tomorrow midterms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tonight will do the last push and see whats gonna happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after this gonna rush for 2 assignment 2 midterms and 1 competition,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope could done it asap and have some space for me to enjoy before continue  other midterms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2968570902281734339?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2968570902281734339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=2968570902281734339' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2968570902281734339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2968570902281734339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/going-mad.html' title='GOING MAD'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4740751161993153271</id><published>2010-02-26T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:26:46.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think before you say anything</title><content type='html'>getting sick with what u all say,&lt;div&gt;when i say i don't know mean i REALLY DON'T KNOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all these while, i was just trying my best for everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are luck and etc with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am not as good as you think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or even as smart as others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just an ordinary person who always dagei and do revision when necessary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is me, believe it or not is up to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4740751161993153271?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4740751161993153271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=4740751161993153271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4740751161993153271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4740751161993153271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/think-before-you-say-anything.html' title='think before you say anything'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-7743925016208643871</id><published>2010-02-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:08:21.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a break</title><content type='html'>at last, i try to give myself a break...&lt;div&gt;can't really handle the stress.. so i went cyber and dota for 4 round..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so lucky to won all, and all thanks to my teammates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today the class in university are terrible, cant wait to get it over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weather is totally a disaster, can't stop sweating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my god.. where is Rain God.. Wind God..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need YOU.. to make here colder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really dare not look at the calender, because next week onwards are packed wif class replacement, midterms and assignment due.. when think of those, it really make myself no mood, for now just try focus and handle one after another..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again.. YOU please give me strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brain.. please start working, no time to be wasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy later.. MAY is the time but not now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7743925016208643871?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7743925016208643871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=7743925016208643871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7743925016208643871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7743925016208643871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/break.html' title='a break'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-6595930107122904449</id><published>2010-02-24T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:11:03.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>any1 can help me</title><content type='html'>now i stuck in academics stuffs..&lt;div&gt;dunno who can i look out for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finding lecturer isn't the right way since i really kosong wif that subjects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about assignment... i really need helps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who are there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope within this two days i could get the clue of doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;realized, in order to survive in this world, don't depend on others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they only drag you down or you just wasting your time for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had wait once for their help, end of the day, i fall the worst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the past taught me... reality is painful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but is my stupidity which lead me to ask for help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, just blame myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6595930107122904449?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6595930107122904449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3859343085338877875</id><published>2010-02-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:17:11.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me breathe</title><content type='html'>once reach kampar&lt;div&gt;assignments, midterms, competition is killing my brain cells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stressed.... just know i have two midterms in this saturday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nxt week 2 midterm and 2 assignment due and 1 competition due&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fantastic man.. my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunoe could do well in exam o nt.. brain is empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i keep asking myself, am my brain still working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after liquor n beer n wines...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brain.. can u hear me ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shitz, need start working now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3859343085338877875?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3859343085338877875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3859343085338877875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3859343085338877875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3859343085338877875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-me-breathe.html' title='let me breathe'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3652329733034452631</id><published>2010-02-22T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:14:08.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days of break</title><content type='html'>very fast CNY come to an end..&lt;div&gt;yea, back to kampar after say goodbye to few frens who leaving Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one gonna c again during June &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another will be end of this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am all alone again in kampar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bck together wif uni mates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time i accompany my gf get her results, and well done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she manage continue 3rd year, and SHE WILL GRADUATE THIS YEAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this break kind of short as i unable to meet all my frens but only some of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will try arange to see them in MAY the nxt time i bck subang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year most of my fren graduating, yet i am still here studying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno this is good or bad, however i will try not to delay anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not much time left, now is a toughest semester &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the final sem which determine my status&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i manage pass the 1st year of degree since i failed to done it before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind of sad when leaving subang because will gonna miss all my frens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn...  just hope the time will stop at that moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, everyone have to move on, but i just hope could sty longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met my X players during their training section,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their MSSD just in two weeks time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still left a great impact in them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just dunno the good one or bad one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but 1 things they still respect me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope they gonna do well this year, all the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they made me miss the coaching life and this morning having breakfast with andrew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, i miss basketball, i miss the old me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the time i playing baskteball in TP, USJ 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;training wif my frens for MSSD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all those memories... BASKETBALL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, i am too heavy to move and jump..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh... hope dont get any fatter frm now onwards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3652329733034452631?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3652329733034452631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3652329733034452631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3652329733034452631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lost contact like that.. haha, maybe due to my stupid connection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really suffering when there are so many things to do but you cant do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mood aint right, so i guess after CNY week, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 assignment 1 business plan for competition 9 midterms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wont even have a break until 27 march 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything just screw up and my new group member is worried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why his group until now not even have the 1st discussion for the assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, however, forr this one month i played too hard and spent too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i dont turn back now.. i will again lost my path,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so allow me enjoy for this 2 weeks and i will push when everything is over and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the real mood is back then i would back on track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope so =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-352119562001886893?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/352119562001886893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=352119562001886893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/352119562001886893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/352119562001886893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-coming.html' title='CNY coming'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-7182531571919776442</id><published>2010-02-04T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:48:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>there are time when u really need to shut the fuck up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7182531571919776442?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7182531571919776442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=7182531571919776442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7182531571919776442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7182531571919776442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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big prob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any IT pro here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6100034071970164841?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6100034071970164841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=6100034071970164841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6100034071970164841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6100034071970164841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/anyone-can-explain-on-this.html' title='Anyone can explain on this?'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1236187370960997141</id><published>2010-02-01T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:23:56.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do the talking</title><content type='html'>I gonna start involve in societies soon&lt;div&gt;don't know how far could i go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this going to be a new level for me since i left high school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friend advised me to build my reputation in the society first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i just gonna try my best even if failed then let it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this moment, high school memories again floating in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many conflicts, misunderstanding, anger, disappointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any words will do to describe these past but cant forget the joy we had as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, until today, i do hope those who are with me enjoyed the achievement we got &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my criticizing skill are back once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a person making things so grand and exaggerate his stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for me he is just nothing but a big bullshit king&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his planning failed at first place so don't convince me from other aspects about him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his first impression to me is good but later i found out he is nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he could say anything about others without realize his own stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how pathetic is that? Unable to foreseen his own club or society but could keep comment about others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He still have a long way to go, with an immature thinking hard for things to succeed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;furthermore, when you are seeking are being famous and well known by doing these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, it will fail you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is just like a basketball coach, if being a coach not because of interest but $ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the players will suffered and learn nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;money do hold important role for a coach as the travelling expenses and etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but u need a pure heart or interest for doing this job so $ won't influence you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;else, every training section  you thinking about the $ and ignore the progress of the players&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this actually is the fact, i was once a coach and once influenced by the $&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go training section because of $ but ended up i realize it is too wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so lucky being able to pull out myself from this trap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i love to see my players grow and improve these are the measurement of our efforts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as there are phrase "money is roots of evil"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, basically, you do everything for the sake of famous or etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU FAIL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1236187370960997141?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1236187370960997141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1236187370960997141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1236187370960997141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1236187370960997141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-do-talking.html' title='Just do the talking'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1899632613964538843</id><published>2010-01-31T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:28:27.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headache</title><content type='html'>Crapz...... time passed so fast, already week 3 now&lt;div&gt;with 2 assignment and a business plan due on week 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;midterm 1 at week 6 and week 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other subject will on week 7 and 9 as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this sem really killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;money become a issues whereas new books need to purchase, printer ink, photocopy materials and my only transport need to be maintain.. haha, need write a list for my parents just to let them know i aint spending on food but on those necessities, guess they not gonna believe it because my body already answer their question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese New Year is just around the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the feeling a bit awkward because the atmosphere around you does not make you feel like the events is approaching. until now i only manage to feel once with my friends but that also a week ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope this semester my group mates and i will work hard towards all the coursework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and final exam depends on ourselves d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully i wont screw up this semester. I do know this semester will be the toughest compare to previous semesters, just gonna try my best, hope you will be with me, and YOU will continue blessing me and finally my friends who keep encourage me to continue my journey in university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1899632613964538843?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1899632613964538843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1899632613964538843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1899632613964538843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;"The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;after all, you cant go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistakes,failures and heartaches."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;How to make it possible to forget the past when the past make you the person today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;the mistakes, failure and heartaches made an impact in life and its had left scars behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;so, how to get rid of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;cant it be by carrying the past mistakes, failure and heartaches make you a better person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;just read this from a mail, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;there are so many past which gave me heartaches and mistakes i wanna get rid of, but how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;could any1 guide me? but do guide me only you have do it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;talking is just not enough&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/7537073766662696502-5686854538738930625?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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plan for competition and the other 5 subjects is killing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, now still haven start to work on it yet.. everything is blank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just get myself a new laptop though lots of criticize for the brand i purchase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just lets hope it will be ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st week itself i feel so frustrated d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bec the distance frm my house to campus become further&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so tiring but the happy part is that my new block is awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the air conditioner is very comfortable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd, my bastard housemates, i have no idea how they use the electricity and water bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this month i gotta paid up to RM323 for th rental..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my pocket money gone by half d, really need to sound him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd my RM500 bicycle have some prob after fixed more prob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky there are frens to help me out and the conclusion is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;change to other bicycle shop for repair hope others have a better profession in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6880853534639580018?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6880853534639580018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=6880853534639580018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6880853534639580018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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things happen and these shits made some impact in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, looking back this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the word to describe juz a WOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though lots unfortunate things happen, but there are also things making me happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most important changes is i change my course frm engineering to marketing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprising right? haha, erm, this actually is the 1st failure i face in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having some regrets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having feelings of guilt for my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the $$ spent which cant be recover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fundamental of maths not strong for me to survive in engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, it can be a good experience at least i try it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this trying make me loss lots $$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an expensive trial i think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, marketing course aint bad at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like it very much compare to engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lecturers, tutors and most importantly friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frm every aspect it is better.. juz the housemates..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my WONDERFUL KL HOUSE MATES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are people who can mix with me without any conflict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, lots of fun and unforgettable memory i had in Setapak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday just visited them, miss the lame jokes and the stalls there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every place there give me memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new course mates are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fine, friendly except &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fews are annoying or i say the mentality still like kids (no offense)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;give them time to grow and mature &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;environment and experience will make them grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope to be the better one not the worse =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving to kampar, i cant manage to continue my coaching part-time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, miss those days, some is about the $ and some is about the passion and interest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basketball fading away in my life after moved kampar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life of a coach stop here, sometime think of it really kind of sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling worst when heard the training people getting lesser after i left &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;due to various reasons, of course not me =) but still gt xtra reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;calls frm teacher inform me that players getting lesser and etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my foundation for the form1 kids juz gone like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are anger and frustration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ntg can be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i aint a experienced or a high level coach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still eager to learn more tactical strategy to teach my players&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, hope can accomplish this unfinished task once i done with my course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so good to see players grow year by year and getting better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their achievement could measure your efforts and the feeling get better when they remember you and msn wif you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, it  juz happen last two weeks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my player now playing for Taylor's college &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ask me to train him and challenge me for 3 points =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i told him i too old and lack of practice XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cant really compete wif him haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good excuse =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, moved kampar i knw how important is saving $&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;previously i spent wat i earn on food and shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, now whatever i need, need ask $ frm parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slowly learning the lessons haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year, can say i club the most and having exposure to alcohol to max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all, clubbing for me actually just enjoy and gather wif frens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the atmosphere.... while drinking wif close frens is the emo time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to express yourself and revealed the things which make you sad over and etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is what i doing now la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my course getting interesting, knowing more lecturers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these lecturers are friendly than those idiot Dr in the engineering faculty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started to bullshitz wif them whenever i c them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are experienced workers last time, so i hope can get something frm them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some guidance and etc =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title='2010'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5517245164012602792</id><published>2009-12-12T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:47:48.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ＴＯＴＡＬ　ＪＡＭＭＥＤ</title><content type='html'>ｏｈｈ．．．　ｓｈｉｔｚｚｚｚｚｚ&lt;br /&gt;ｍｙ　ｂｒａｉｎ　ｊａｍｍｅｄ　ｗｉｆ　ａｌｌ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｅｒｍｓ　ｎｗ．．&lt;br /&gt;ｊｕｚ　ｔｈｅ　１ｓｔ　ｓｕｂｊｅｃｔ　ｉ＇ｍ　ａｌｒｅａｄｙ　ｈａｌｆ　ｄｅａｄ．&lt;br /&gt;ｄｏｎｔ　ｋｎｗ　ｉｓ　ｔａｔ　ｉｍｐａｃｔ　ｆｒｍ　ａｃｃｉｄｅｎｔ　ｏ　ｓｅｒｉｏｕｓｌｙ　ｊａｍｍｅｄ　ｔｈｅｒｅｆｏｒｅ　ｃａｎ　ｆｅｅｌ　ｔｈｅ　ｐａｉｎ．．　ｃａｎ　ｆｅｅｌ　ｔｈｅ　ｂｒａｉｎ　ｎｏ　ｌｏｎｇｅｒ　ａｂｓｏｒｂ　ｗｈａｔ　ｉ　ａｍ　ｒｅａｄｉｎｇ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｍｏｒｅ　ｉ　ｃ　ｔｈｅ　ｎｏｔｅｓ．．　ｔｈｅ　ｐａｉｎｆｕｌ　ｉｔ　ｇｅｔｓ．．&lt;br /&gt;ｗｔｆ　ｉｓ　ｔｉｓ　ｍａｎ．．&lt;br /&gt;ｓｈｏｕｌｄ　ｉ　ｃａｌｌ　ｉｔ　ａ　ｄａｙ？　ｏｒ　ｓｈｏｕｌｄ　ｃｏｎｔｉｎｕｅ？&lt;br /&gt;ｔｏｔａｌｌｙ　ｈａｖｅ　ｎｏ　ｉｄｅａ．．．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5517245164012602792?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5517245164012602792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=5517245164012602792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5517245164012602792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5517245164012602792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='ＴＯＴＡＬ　ＪＡＭＭＥＤ'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-2051853611388939736</id><published>2009-12-12T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:48:01.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two days later..</title><content type='html'>so hard to have a comfortable position to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;turn right o left oso pain.&lt;br /&gt;oli could face the ceiling and sleeping and reduce the movement..&lt;br /&gt;morning wake up having trouble to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;looks like a OKU only..&lt;br /&gt;hand still recovering frm pain..&lt;br /&gt;haihz.. final juz around.. still cant manage finish writing those important points.&lt;br /&gt;physically and mentally tired...&lt;br /&gt;somebody help me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2051853611388939736?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2051853611388939736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=2051853611388939736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2051853611388939736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2051853611388939736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-days-later.html' title='two days later..'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1267817012061515271</id><published>2009-12-12T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:36:54.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>narrow escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SyKCQXdp0qI/AAAAAAAAAMM/l8hLrR-0R5U/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SyKCPV-FldI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6mK9AKE2bgA/s320/DSC01747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414032902159963602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friend gt injured unable to sit for the coming final..&lt;br /&gt;my body aching and the flash back of the things making me unable to focus!&lt;br /&gt;gonna screw up my final again..&lt;br /&gt;fuck man why is tis happeninig&lt;br /&gt;a fine and happy day ended wif disaster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1267817012061515271?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1267817012061515271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1267817012061515271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-845103011573012689</id><published>2009-12-12T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:29:50.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate myself</title><content type='html'>i was a pbsm member throughout my secondary school..&lt;br /&gt;attempt to help people always fail especially those which are urgent&lt;br /&gt;when i was form5, i done a mistakes&lt;br /&gt;stpd enuf to find teachers and inform them rather checking the person condition&lt;br /&gt;i had failed everything..&lt;br /&gt;when think back i knw i really dun  deserved to be a 1st aid member.&lt;br /&gt;being so stupid at the urgent moment..&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, my friends and i went for a day trip to cameron&lt;br /&gt;on the way bck we met accident and the car upside down.&lt;br /&gt;his hand upper part fracture while the lower part hav a ddep cut till c the bone..&lt;br /&gt;that moment, i tried call the ambulance bt they are being nt effective&lt;br /&gt;and tat time i duno knw wat matters applied to his condition.&lt;br /&gt;i was given a cloth to stop the bleeding.. they ask me tie it hard..&lt;br /&gt;but i juz couldnt make it.. i juz wrapped around the wounds and tie a loose knot.&lt;br /&gt;i afraid of doing the wrg things..&lt;br /&gt;and when he still trapped in car, i dont knw how to pull him out,&lt;br /&gt;one of my fren pull him out while i was calling ambulance&lt;br /&gt;so.. i really a failure.&lt;br /&gt;lucky 2 car went for a trip n my fren manage to send him to hospital in time..&lt;br /&gt;while waiting him to b operate.&lt;br /&gt;i m so down bec unable to figure out what is wrg n right..&lt;br /&gt;n my past flash back again being an useless member and even a vice-president of pbsm&lt;br /&gt;cant handle this matters.. i scare i tie loose knot will cause him loose too much blood&lt;br /&gt;or if tat time i tied a tight knot.. his hand gonna b gone..&lt;br /&gt;in high school always heard the instructor said people always tend to help bt ended up make the situation worst.. so i was worried am i the ONE of them..&lt;br /&gt;the 4 hours in the hospital.. i suffered frm pain n the brain keep thinking those stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;isnt tha pain mk me suffered bt the facts that i m a failure and unable to help me keep me struggle..&lt;br /&gt;12 am we left the hospital without news..&lt;br /&gt;and 3 am at last have his news.. he is ok..&lt;br /&gt;hand will recover in 1 month bt ned half a year bck to normal&lt;br /&gt;at last i could settle down..&lt;br /&gt;nw my body pain like shitz...n final juz nxt week.&lt;br /&gt;i running out of time n yet my mind still cant get this accident through..&lt;br /&gt;the few secs b4 the car overturned..&lt;br /&gt;i juz thinking how to tell my parents n deep in my heart hoping i dont hav serious injurt else my parents will b damn worried.. n rush down frm subang juz to c me..&lt;br /&gt;juz dun hope to again becum the blacksheep of the family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-845103011573012689?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/845103011573012689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=845103011573012689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/845103011573012689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/845103011573012689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/hate-myself.html' title='Hate myself'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-2263039002651387365</id><published>2009-12-09T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:07:26.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2263039002651387365?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2263039002651387365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=2263039002651387365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2263039002651387365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2263039002651387365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/awaken.html' title='Awaken'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-8405446989162916257</id><published>2009-12-09T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:50:12.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Done</title><content type='html'>haha, kind of happy wif my new achievement&lt;br /&gt;juz bck kampar 2 days&lt;br /&gt;i spent 20 bucks in CC d..&lt;br /&gt;mean 2 days have 5 hours each in CC&lt;br /&gt;hahha...&lt;br /&gt;revision = 0&lt;br /&gt;dota = improvement&lt;br /&gt;total = DIE&lt;br /&gt;try stdy 2 hours a day frm today&lt;br /&gt;hopefully can do well&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-8405446989162916257?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-8628329071820581853</id><published>2009-12-08T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T01:31:21.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress..</title><content type='html'>DAMMMITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTt&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW&lt;br /&gt;haihz...&lt;br /&gt;3 subjects to revised..&lt;br /&gt;1 subject need to worry...&lt;br /&gt;notes are still in file..&lt;br /&gt;newly bought highlighter haven use&lt;br /&gt;things are untouched though d stdy week..&lt;br /&gt;dying soon...&lt;br /&gt;wat i do juz non stop complaining n dun even feel like stdying&lt;br /&gt;crapz..&lt;br /&gt;piece of shitz..&lt;br /&gt;gonna spam all shitz here.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr&lt;br /&gt;ZZZzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;anyone knw how to help me?&lt;div 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title='Stress..'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-6375510613543937969</id><published>2009-12-08T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T01:15:26.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A step closer to my dream</title><content type='html'>to have a motorcycle is always my dream&lt;br /&gt;too bad, parents stopping me frm taking the license&lt;br /&gt;i always have the Ninja Kawasaki in my mind&lt;br /&gt;bt it always seem impossible as the price is too high&lt;br /&gt;however, juz gt to knw can get around 10k for 150cc below.&lt;br /&gt;tis had tempted me to hav it so badly..&lt;br /&gt;haihz.. duno how to get parents permission&lt;br /&gt;i know the risk and how dangerous for riding a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;bt if u ride during the younger age shuld b better than when u get old&lt;br /&gt;evrything in this world do have risk...&lt;br /&gt;prevetion is better than cure.&lt;br /&gt;bt having tis dream since childhood,&lt;br /&gt;n unable to fulfill it&lt;br /&gt;juz like... so meaningless&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, nxt year when talk to parents and slowly they will allow me la.&lt;br /&gt;haihz.. juz pray hard they let&lt;br /&gt;then i will b dam excited n happy..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6375510613543937969?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6375510613543937969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1110874538108157987</id><published>2009-12-08T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T01:09:40.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>get bck to kampar d..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. nw struggling to get the mood to start revision..&lt;br /&gt;brain non-stop thinking of playing DOTA.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. suck man.. once bck kampar d go CC..&lt;br /&gt;i m totally screw up..&lt;br /&gt;nw hav ntg to do..&lt;br /&gt;couldnt fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;couldnt open the bookz..&lt;br /&gt;wat can i do..&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;sienz a..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1110874538108157987?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4704801716838580217</id><published>2009-12-07T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:45:55.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meaningful weekend</title><content type='html'>even the final exam juz around the corner&lt;br /&gt;i still manage to come bck and attend the primary school gathering&lt;br /&gt;though there are just 16- 18 people, bt it is gud enuf.&lt;br /&gt;nvr thought of this actually could b happen,&lt;br /&gt;because initially i juz chui sui abt the date n time&lt;br /&gt;who knws wif the help of few frens, IT HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;haha, the feeling to drive to my primary school have mixed feelings&lt;br /&gt;and i parked my car in the primary school... so much flash back in the brain&lt;br /&gt;then move to the pasar nearby to meet wif the primary frens.&lt;br /&gt;1st time having the breakfast in pasar n after 8 years, we manage to sit tgther..&lt;br /&gt;2nd program of the day is sing k in neway bec we couldnt find a better things to do&lt;br /&gt;after that they went to my dad shop and start talk n talkz..&lt;br /&gt;i think the best part of the day is the talking part.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. discuss abt wat happen those days..&lt;br /&gt;full wif laughter =)&lt;br /&gt;then after that, most of them are back, only left few go Dagei in FTZ..&lt;br /&gt;a day juz passed like tat.. though is simple bt meaningful..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4704801716838580217?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4704801716838580217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1375550059237442919</id><published>2009-12-02T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:02:45.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limitation</title><content type='html'>sometimes things juz get out of control&lt;br /&gt;the more u prevent it to happen the more likely it will happen&lt;br /&gt;i m trying to bear wif it bt it always surpass my limits&lt;br /&gt;so what is that?&lt;br /&gt;why each ending must be like this.&lt;br /&gt;cant juz b happy n enjoy the moment&lt;br /&gt;each of us hav problems and things to b faced&lt;br /&gt;which make us stress bt doesnt mean u can do watever u want&lt;br /&gt;i m here to share bt ways of u doing it juz unacceptable&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i had done another mistakes without realized&lt;br /&gt;bt the pain n hw u pierce through my heart nw..&lt;br /&gt;totally  cant b describe&lt;br /&gt;sick of it.... mind spend some time and think on my behalf&lt;br /&gt;recently i get stressed up n fed up of everything d..&lt;br /&gt;so.. really hope some1 is there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1375550059237442919?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1375550059237442919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1375550059237442919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1375550059237442919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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things.. the beauty of Chinese literature..&lt;br /&gt;duno why, i always felt that values and lessons from these chinese words&lt;br /&gt;gave me larger impact than other languages&lt;br /&gt;it has been a while since the last literature books i read.&lt;br /&gt;miz it so much.. the lessons, stories, life n everything.&lt;br /&gt;it makes u a person today and well prepare to face the future challenges..&lt;br /&gt;=) making a person optimistic.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;hope when holidays could get a suitable books and start reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to feel the heat.&lt;br /&gt;heat of exam..&lt;br /&gt;getting so stressed up lately though still nonstop da gei&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;damn... juz the mood aint right..&lt;br /&gt;lately, i become so restless... argh..&lt;br /&gt;cant sty focus or even take the 1st step to start the revision&lt;br /&gt;notes are evry where, nt looking at it since the midterm..&lt;br /&gt;juz hope time wil stop n juz let me STONE for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this moment will last until i m ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain a brain stop thinking stuffss.&lt;br /&gt;juz stp for nw..&lt;br /&gt;let me becum the dead man for a secs&lt;br /&gt;i duno who am i&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat i want&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat i becum&lt;br /&gt;i knw i having shitz in the past..&lt;br /&gt;hope to reborn&lt;br /&gt;hope to ....&lt;br /&gt;all these craps.&lt;br /&gt;bullshitz..&lt;br /&gt;hopeless&lt;br /&gt;so.. fuck LIFE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-8830940099094554767?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8830940099094554767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3851205145351101826</id><published>2009-11-30T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:13:44.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>it has been a while since the last time i blog..&lt;br /&gt;wat to do, short semester, everything muz b done asap&lt;br /&gt;been busy for the past 6 weeks, and now ned prepare for final..&lt;br /&gt;last week manage have a outing wif my classmates and his frens,&lt;br /&gt;of course met my beloved gf and my friends..&lt;br /&gt;haha, paintball..  having hell lots of fun bt pain in the ASSS&lt;br /&gt;lol.. then yamcha wif jw n yc... movie wif gf..&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;tis semester gonna end soon, gonna miz my tutors.&lt;br /&gt;grateful to have some gud tutors this semester,&lt;br /&gt;that is why i rarely skip tutorial class.&lt;br /&gt;most of them spend time talking to me, some even have more discussion abt his working exp and etc.. make me feel like exposed to the working life faster and of course need these tutors to be my guidance in future. XD&lt;br /&gt;it seem that i cant rid of my past experience in examination whereas failing subjects.. ..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. so, here come another final... i still year 1 . haha so really hope that everything turns up well, so i will nt do the same mistakes and disappoint my parents again.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks frm nw.. final.&lt;br /&gt;nw haven hav the mood yet&lt;br /&gt;mood a moood plz come to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3851205145351101826?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3851205145351101826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3851205145351101826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3851205145351101826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3851205145351101826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1575547015167444235</id><published>2009-10-26T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T02:42:06.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st present frm my sister</title><content type='html'>haha.. after so so long living on earth&lt;div&gt;at last i get a present from my sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a toy (optimus prime)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe it is childish like what my brother said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dont denied it as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because in facts i love toys, ultraman and power rangers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this prime is bigger than the previous prime my gf bought for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however i love all these 3 =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, now since i d hav 3, my gf suggest to collect other autobots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday is my 2nd time celebrate my birthday wif my fren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind sad right? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time when i was 17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd time when i am 20 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^ both were awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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sister'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-2784032906935993785</id><published>2009-10-25T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:52:46.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm..</title><content type='html'>this semester i found something unusual&lt;div&gt;though is just only one week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realize i cannot sleep later than 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;automatically will wake up before that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it is just up to me either &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to continue sleeping or wake up for classes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how little is my sleep time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could get up at the time i want but slighlty later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my timetable are crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after classes go gym then back to classes and lastly play basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been a while for me to have this kind of lifestyles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;normally i would say NO and just have a nap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this whole week in Kampar i don't get a nap at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha, this only can be explained by one concept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exercise could energize your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope this will last for the whole semester&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this gonna be a short semester &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully i will do well and dont screw up the exam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2784032906935993785?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-934072425186999282</id><published>2009-10-25T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:44:28.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Label</title><content type='html'>again..&lt;div&gt;i have another bottle of  Johnnie Walker in one weeks time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i realize new things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even liquor can bring memories to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year Bacardi Lime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then Jack Daniel's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chivas Regal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly Johnnie Walker black label&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drinking with friends seriously fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all sort of funny things occurred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone is high and do stupid things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some will become emotional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually liquor can be used in the good ways and bad ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drunk yourself and runaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or drunk yourself and enjoy it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hhaahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully, in near future can have this drinking event occasionally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-934072425186999282?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/934072425186999282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=934072425186999282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too many things happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life life life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love love love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fren fren fren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh sigh Sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3314516582907271833?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3314516582907271833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3314516582907271833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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exam&lt;br /&gt;the F finally go away for the 1st time after 1 year&lt;br /&gt;this semester everything gonna be a mess for me&lt;br /&gt;short semester need keep rushing&lt;br /&gt;and a very THANk YOU to all my lecturers&lt;br /&gt;keep remind us this semester all 3 subject are the hardest&lt;br /&gt;just 3 days of classes, they had been repeating non stop&lt;br /&gt;sigh, kind stressed&lt;br /&gt;then about buying books&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like buying any&lt;br /&gt;wasting money but lecturer said&lt;br /&gt;nvr buy book dun ever think of getting B+ and abv&lt;br /&gt;i was like what the hell man..&lt;br /&gt;still wondering should i buy or not&lt;br /&gt;don't know should consider myself as lucky or unlucky&lt;br /&gt;having head of department to teach us one of the subject&lt;br /&gt;damn, he is expecting something good for us&lt;br /&gt;the expectation is so high, demanding&lt;br /&gt;dont know can i meet his requirement&lt;br /&gt;really need put in lots efforts&lt;br /&gt;lecturer a lecturer&lt;br /&gt;get a malay lecturer&lt;br /&gt;she was superb&lt;br /&gt;speaking malay english make me so inpatient&lt;br /&gt;feel like skipping this subject for the rest of the semester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3921181246482671496?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3921181246482671496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3921181246482671496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3921181246482671496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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guidance in our life today&lt;br /&gt;but many of us already forget the beauty of the story&lt;br /&gt;if you are free, just surf the net and find some of these stories&lt;br /&gt;eventually, it might give u a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;to start appreciate life today from this moment onwards&lt;br /&gt;today, so randomly, my dad found few slides at the living hall&lt;br /&gt;belonged to my housemates&lt;br /&gt;it is about the seeds that never grow&lt;br /&gt;some people might think silly or childish to read this simple short story&lt;br /&gt;what i learn from there are serious a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plant honesty,                   you will reap trust.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant goodness,                 you will reap friends.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant humility,                  you will reap greatness.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant perseverance,         you will reap victory.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant consideration,         you will reap harmony.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant hard work,              you will reap success.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant forgiveness,            you will reap reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant openness,               you will reap intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant patience,                you will reap improvements.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant faith,                       you will reap miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plant dishonesty,              you will reap distrust.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant selfishness,              you will reap loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant pride,                       you will reap destruction.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant envy,                       you will reap trouble.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant laziness,                  you will reap stagnation.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant bitterness,              you will reap isolation.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant greed,                     you will reap loss.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant gossip,                    you will reap enemies.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant worries,                 you will reap wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant sin,                         you will reap guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be careful what you plant now, It will determine what you will reap tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;however, it is true that sometimes what you plant, you does not reap what it should be&lt;br /&gt;(told by my high school teacher, when i faced failure though all the hardwork)&lt;br /&gt;because in reality lots things cannot be control&lt;br /&gt;lots things are unfair&lt;br /&gt;but practise these could make you a great person, make you a man&lt;br /&gt;you just need keep trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another story is something about a frog&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;its say that&lt;br /&gt;an encouragement word from a friend can lift you up and faces challenges to be success&lt;br /&gt;a destructive word from friend will lead you to the grave&lt;br /&gt;living in this world alone is not enough, you need friends&lt;br /&gt;friends will always beside you to encounter all your problems&lt;br /&gt;don't be afraid, you ain't alone&lt;br /&gt;there still long way to go..&lt;br /&gt;friends will walk with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at certain point i don't know how to define friends&lt;br /&gt;and who really are those friends who can be with you&lt;br /&gt;haha... don't know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-6855145623857367914?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6855145623857367914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=6855145623857367914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6855145623857367914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/6855145623857367914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-lost-values.html' title='Long lost values...'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-6713184441968832062</id><published>2009-10-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:17:53.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>yesterday i spent my last day in subang again wif my best frens&lt;br /&gt;haha, thx for spending ur time to have dinner and loiter around with me&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of nt going bck kampar is so strong&lt;br /&gt;stoned most of the time again..&lt;br /&gt;recently things just flash back again&lt;br /&gt;about the past and high school life&lt;br /&gt;dammit, how i wish can turn bck the time n sav certain things&lt;br /&gt;nw it become a memories which i nvr wanted them to be occured&lt;br /&gt;bt it juz couldnt go away and get rid of it&lt;br /&gt;people will say" let it go, and live on"&lt;br /&gt;seriously i duno how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;my frens hav been talking to me regarding those matters&lt;br /&gt;but i juz duno how to do it&lt;br /&gt;haha, ivan and i once more talk till 3 am outsd my house juz like the olden days&lt;br /&gt;so much to discuss, so much to say&lt;br /&gt;haha, helping each other to solve problems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1515872847148605571</id><published>2009-10-17T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:03:18.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>here goes another end of my semester holidays&lt;div&gt;days just passes so fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at a glance only have to get back the study place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;certain point, don't feel like going back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still need continue my studies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hope i am so drunken and never back to reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the moment u sober&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get past the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see the world again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see where i stepping on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything has not change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things still go on routine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problems are meant for solve and cannot run away from that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what done is done can't get back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mistakes you done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how wrong you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when u realized how stupid is it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't save it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screw Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1515872847148605571?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1515872847148605571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1515872847148605571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1515872847148605571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1515872847148605571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/10/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4773151502577416653</id><published>2009-10-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:16:01.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time has come</title><content type='html'>few more days going back Kampar..&lt;div&gt;a dead city..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a dead place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh man.. hate it when think about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the journey back from PD keep thinking about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great things is my hp playing songs "i'm Going Home"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUckzzz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now still on my mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;craps... somebody save me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dammit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to be apart from my loved ones.. and my frens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh... sigh sigh sigh sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stoned... stoned.. stoned..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any song is "if tomorrow never comes"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna listen to it so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tired when think of that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 and half years to go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZzzzzzZZZZZZZzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so every few months before holidays end i will keep complaining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4773151502577416653?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4773151502577416653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=4773151502577416653' title='0 Comments'/><link 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Done in Last MINUTE&lt;div&gt;the last plan is planning Jiunwen's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ivan get so fucking stressed about this plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what time we confirm this trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God.. is 2 am and next day got to leave at 9am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool right.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this trip is to Port Dickson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people might think that is a shit place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i think all of us enjoy it well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trips do not become wonderful just because of the location&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it is perfect when things happen during the trip is great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most importantly everyone enjoy it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recall back.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. certain points there are so off about the trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Carrefour, Ivan cannot get Barcardi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In PD, cant get a beach view room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In PD, Ivan saw a Japanese Restaurant, it was so on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ended up the restaurant ain't serving Japanese food that night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 of us just Speechless ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ivan and I planning to set up fire like what we do 2 years ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our VIP(yee chien) sleeping on the couch, too exhausted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the materials are good, woods are in dry mode unlike last time have a wets one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we reach the beach, find a nice location put down the woods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what we saw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lighting when u look at the sea looks like storm approaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and next thing we forget get the marshamalo(duno how to spell) down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Fire is Gone"&lt;br /&gt;"No marshamalo to bbq"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 idiots just squad there and chill! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get back hotel after half an hour...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun stuffs which happen are too much ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we back, VIP is awake... WuuuUT.. watching TV cool..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we grab the drinks and start playing cards game..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;losers gonna drink..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the time a CHAMPION occurs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess who is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hhaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shy*SHY*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.. dunno is Champion among losers or the real champion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahah Gods know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----halftime----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stand at balcony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i toking shitz to ivan, and yee chien listening like a good listener&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then raging wind come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, i never experienced this strong wind ever in my life.. no jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the trees bending down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coconut trees and etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hear the waves sound at the balcony hitting the shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the best part is every few minutes, the lighting lit up the whole sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the beauty of nature... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we decide went down and feel IT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy and fun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno how to describe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the wind strong enough to stop Ivan from moving forward.. ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am not bullshitting ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The raging wind continue for hours is seriously great..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in city never experienced things like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't know when this will happen again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want to go through it once more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2646279702530324087?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-2791459567725225044</id><published>2009-10-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:18:45.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thx Dai ga jie, Dai lou and Soo</title><content type='html'>3 of you make my foundation life unforgettable&lt;div&gt;you all just like my brothers and sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this make me realized something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friendship does not depend on how long u know each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but is all about how much you appreciate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am totally speechless about u all when comes to describing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how good are you all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remind me the day before i left to Kampar after decided to switch courses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one from Sentosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one from Kepong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another from Sri Kembangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come to subang just to meet me and have a dinner with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that time is seriously so touched..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wishes is great..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this holidays we have trips to Klang and Genting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. it was nice and intersting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope in future we have outing every holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friendship Forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2791459567725225044?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-8899033074912467298</id><published>2009-10-15T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:09:42.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam period</title><content type='html'>after spent 3 years in UTAR&lt;div&gt;after taking so many papers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now is time for stress again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the red F which appear at my previous 2 results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what about now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after changed courses. have things turns right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole study week, so many things to memorise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sick of memorizing but what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the phrase i keep telling myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This is the last time i'm gonna read it, and get it through"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no more.. no more..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this how i motivate myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, kind sick of some papers whereas the scope is too big&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant be narrow now.. that is serious SHIT!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of my revision i teach some of my fren who needed help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't wanna say NO no matter what..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i dont't want things happen to me last time in Setapak happens to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greedy people who don't really sacrifice for other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't deserved to be called fren..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes sacrifice make a lost to urself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but think about you could help somebody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandarin have a proverbs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"help people could bring happiness to yourself"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know how many people practices it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how truth it is also..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but seriously i don't have enough time to do revision &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after teaching them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get stressed during that period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In setapak i was so helpless, everyone just care about themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha, what to do.. different people have different principle in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i know these things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so is good to teach them since time are limited cannot consult lecturer in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during exam period i just hanging over fren house, sleep over there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is kind of funny.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are always complaining time isn't enough to study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there is always enough time to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one day before exam, i still have time to hook up in CC to play DOTA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy huh.. but in good way is way to relax too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the exam.. and after got results.. a fren approach me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and say thank you for helping him in study meanwhile motivate him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he just failed one, but he is happy about that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he say he could failed more without my help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just the thank you make my day perfect and nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after helping people, most important is they know to appreciate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then you are in cloud 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if they don't, you cannot use that as excuse to say NO when helping people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people just need it so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so help your frens whenever you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day i have the maths paper i get so stressed about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had failed in Engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weather looks the same like the previous year i having my Maths in KL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many shitz running through my brain that time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the F F F F F.. am i that stupid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that exam.. i too scared.. can't even have a nice meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep telling myself move forward to next paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it just easier say than done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;psychology.. ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two weeks after exam.. results is out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that time i wif two of my best fren and someone in the heart who accompany me go through this stage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant't imagine the time.. and my GF check the results for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is so many suspends from her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ended up i have a good results..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;certain point i am proud of myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky never failed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;else.. will again disappoint my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.4 is good. don't ask for more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd semester is coming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. prepare for the nest journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the road is still long for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-8899033074912467298?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8899033074912467298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=8899033074912467298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/8899033074912467298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/8899033074912467298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam-period.html' title='Exam period'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-806040022789848903</id><published>2009-10-15T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:44:03.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while..</title><content type='html'>2 months just passed..&lt;div&gt;never updates my blog for decades also..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind dead anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;missed so many things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Ivan and Carmen.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got nothing for you to read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starting now will start writing again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just hoping getting my laptop back asap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-806040022789848903?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/806040022789848903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=806040022789848903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/806040022789848903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/806040022789848903'/><link 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/&gt;sigh.. again thx for frens who could bear wif me&lt;br /&gt;keeping the relationship till now&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for those who i had something with u all&lt;br /&gt;=）&lt;br /&gt;This fren really repeating testing my patience&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand his ways of nt accepting the opinions of others&lt;br /&gt;and so many more&lt;br /&gt;so i now&lt;br /&gt;how annoying are people who always think they are right&lt;br /&gt;how to talk to them anymore...&lt;br /&gt;haha...cant believe it..&lt;br /&gt;lucky now i changed a bit to a better one&lt;br /&gt;but still cant b the perfect sometimes i m still like the past&lt;br /&gt;everything hav to depends on situation and how i dealing wif ut&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3727162138028879646?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3158013842318752030</id><published>2009-08-11T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:55:41.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3158013842318752030?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3158013842318752030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3158013842318752030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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going on&lt;br /&gt;today just celebrate 2 friends birthday&lt;br /&gt;1 day 2 cakes&lt;br /&gt;sweats...&lt;br /&gt;in two months time celebrated 4 times of friends birthday&lt;br /&gt;my wallet do hav holes d&lt;br /&gt;nw the holes even bigger&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIEDIEDIE&lt;br /&gt;over budget again&lt;br /&gt;SHITZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-726804142580254538?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/726804142580254538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=726804142580254538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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start missing my life in Subang and KL&lt;br /&gt;i miss coaching so much&lt;br /&gt;that is the way left for me to get close to basketball&lt;br /&gt;not to mention about the side income&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;watching players grow&lt;br /&gt;watching them improve&lt;br /&gt;watching badges of players come and go&lt;br /&gt;these things no longer happen in my life&lt;br /&gt;now what happen is just sleep, eat, and study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever back subang&lt;br /&gt;can drive around meeting friends&lt;br /&gt;though just two days&lt;br /&gt;but is good enough&lt;br /&gt;weekend always busy with coaching&lt;br /&gt;at night busy yamcha with frens&lt;br /&gt;until have no time left for family&lt;br /&gt;parents dont get to see my face also&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;here, no matter what u do&lt;br /&gt;once u out from room&lt;br /&gt;u hav to cycle&lt;br /&gt;everything cycle&lt;br /&gt;sometimes just really sick of it&lt;br /&gt;wif the extra hot weather&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;life as a students&lt;br /&gt;and this all hav to blame myself again&lt;br /&gt;for failing my engineering course&lt;br /&gt;wasted 18k for nothing&lt;br /&gt;that why ntg can be complain now&lt;br /&gt;maybe i dont deserved the right to complaine&lt;br /&gt;trying to do well here&lt;br /&gt;lets see the results la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL housemates&lt;br /&gt;though just living with them one year&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is great&lt;br /&gt;juz like a family with no conflicts and very happening&lt;br /&gt;miss them so so much&lt;br /&gt;no where else can find people like them&lt;br /&gt;caring, lovely and lots more to describe them&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the friendship will last even i left the house d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;so sorry that from each year i moving further away from you&lt;br /&gt;1st year PJ&lt;br /&gt;2nd year KL&lt;br /&gt;nw Kampar&lt;br /&gt;distance really caused us to miss many things&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to maintain&lt;br /&gt;but we still manage to went through it&lt;br /&gt;juz see how the future turns to&lt;br /&gt;we do look like online couple n etc&lt;br /&gt;but facts is we are not&lt;br /&gt;we just dont have the chance&lt;br /&gt;whenever there are chances i try my best to meet with you&lt;br /&gt;bring you around like the past&lt;br /&gt;sorry for unable gving u things like other people do&lt;br /&gt;thx for everyting&lt;br /&gt;accompany me all this while&lt;br /&gt;bear wif my ridiculous attitude&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2296897913578298073?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2296897913578298073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-3947806820636197714</id><published>2009-08-11T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:16:51.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i hav become?</title><content type='html'>after tmr presentation i dont think there are any coursework left&lt;br /&gt;just the final is approaching&lt;br /&gt;damn.. need start studying already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i dont knw why&lt;br /&gt;juz feel unsatisfactory towards certain people&lt;br /&gt;the ways they behave&lt;br /&gt;the way they talk&lt;br /&gt;the way they do things&lt;br /&gt;the way they treat people&lt;br /&gt;i do know no 1 is perfect&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot bear wif it&lt;br /&gt;if find someone and discuss abt it&lt;br /&gt;people will say i am wrg&lt;br /&gt;if keep insd heart i will feel very uneasy&lt;br /&gt;is that i think too much&lt;br /&gt;or i m the person which hard to get along&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-3947806820636197714?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3947806820636197714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=3947806820636197714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3947806820636197714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/3947806820636197714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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like&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;Am i performing better?&lt;br /&gt;still unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt hopefully i get an answer&lt;br /&gt;An answer to my path&lt;br /&gt;Is this the correct one&lt;br /&gt;Am I on it..&lt;br /&gt;Pursuing what i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-873383297257103994?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/873383297257103994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=873383297257103994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/873383297257103994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/873383297257103994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html' title='FInal COuntdown'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1427419006335959080</id><published>2009-08-07T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:13:24.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1AjRdyHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2UCLV-jJndE/s1600-h/G5.jpg"&gt;feeling of tonight..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to describe&lt;br /&gt;so much troubles and headache went through b4 this happen&lt;br /&gt;countless sms been send around&lt;br /&gt;calls keep spamming&lt;br /&gt;juz to get one thing happen&lt;br /&gt;which is THIS NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;THIS NIGHT specially to celebrate our dear fren Jiun Wen birthday&lt;br /&gt;it was simple and yet memorable&lt;br /&gt;people might wonder how special it can be&lt;br /&gt;but for us&lt;br /&gt;it hidden some meaningful stuffs&lt;br /&gt;seriously have to thank Ivan for His transport and $$&lt;br /&gt;                                      Yee Chien watching movie oso need keep sms&lt;br /&gt;                                      Me ???????????? wat else.. BULLSHIT as usual&lt;br /&gt;this 3 frens are one of those best i had in my high school&lt;br /&gt;leaving me great memories&lt;br /&gt;whenever i m bck to subang&lt;br /&gt;they r people who will hang out wif me&lt;br /&gt;and THIS NIGHT we are again gathered&lt;br /&gt;haha.. it just a short while like 2 to 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;but things really happen throughout this moment&lt;br /&gt;and yeah&lt;br /&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIUN WEN"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after THIS NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;i keep looking back the photos&lt;br /&gt;and start laughing&lt;br /&gt;it just fun when think about it&lt;br /&gt;and it really been a while ever since 4 of us are gathered&lt;br /&gt;for the 2 years we mostly&lt;br /&gt;2 and without 2&lt;br /&gt;3 and without 1&lt;br /&gt;rarely to see 4 together&lt;br /&gt;but THIS NIGHT we manage to make it&lt;br /&gt;after a so called PLANNING which cant even confirm at 11.30pm&lt;br /&gt;now university, we still manage to maintain our friendship&lt;br /&gt;future, hope it will be the same&lt;br /&gt;mayb we r nt the type of close frens sharing every shits wif each other&lt;br /&gt;but as long we hav knw each other well&lt;br /&gt;and when need help juz approach each other&lt;br /&gt;i think is good enough&lt;br /&gt;but if can goes more deep and become buddy&lt;br /&gt;that will be the best&lt;br /&gt;for now just lets see what happen frm now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1AjRdyHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2UCLV-jJndE/s1600-h/G5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1AjRdyHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2UCLV-jJndE/s1600-h/G5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1AjRdyHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2UCLV-jJndE/s320/G5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366941664526846066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1AjRdyHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2UCLV-jJndE/s1600-h/G5.jpg"&gt;                                                                        CraZY 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1ANzWpoI/AAAAAAAAALs/EyvlA2Sl9zc/s1600-h/gang+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1ANzWpoI/AAAAAAAAALs/EyvlA2Sl9zc/s320/gang+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366941658763404930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             One Down..&lt;br /&gt;                                                Ivan trying revenge&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Chien acting GANGSTER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns0_5VxgWI/AAAAAAAAALk/BacCk02l1sA/s1600-h/G2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns0_5VxgWI/AAAAAAAAALk/BacCk02l1sA/s320/G2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366941653270626658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns0_YH2FDI/AAAAAAAAALc/H1juBRIf6PU/s1600-h/G3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns0_YH2FDI/AAAAAAAAALc/H1juBRIf6PU/s320/G3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366941644353836082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Look at the Ivan expression&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Joyful&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Hope some1 can carry me like this&lt;br /&gt;                                            where is Hercules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns0-2ukvnI/AAAAAAAAALU/LdRwfGUrFlk/s1600-h/BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns0-2ukvnI/AAAAAAAAALU/LdRwfGUrFlk/s320/BG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366941635389472370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Lastly, Jw knockout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. gt more pics bt cant share it here..&lt;br /&gt;line slow hard to upload&lt;br /&gt;THIS NIGHT really special&lt;br /&gt;and unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;hope more is coming between us&lt;br /&gt;             ******WISHES*******&lt;br /&gt;                              My beloved friends&lt;br /&gt;                                         Take care&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Live happily&lt;br /&gt;                                                          All the best in life&lt;br /&gt;                           ******CheerS******&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1427419006335959080?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1427419006335959080/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sns1AjRdyHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2UCLV-jJndE/s72-c/G5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5096123008411930912</id><published>2009-07-30T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:34:40.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEaVen</title><content type='html'>after busy for so long&lt;div&gt;at last manage to have a break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this break only last for two weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two weekends dont hav any mid term to sit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i bck KL and CLUB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;main point actually isnt clubbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt is the fun to meet bck my old frens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad one of them could nt make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr and tis sat wil club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think tis is extreme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt wat to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life in kampar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than bullshit there isnt much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tis weel expenses will gonna kill me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bus ticket cost me rm 60 d 4 trips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nw hp line even barred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totaaly broke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope could find $$ to afford thursday n sat night ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5096123008411930912?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5096123008411930912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=5096123008411930912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5096123008411930912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5096123008411930912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/07/heaven.html' title='HEaVen'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1037768259111533013</id><published>2009-07-30T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:30:19.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-1037768259111533013?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1037768259111533013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=1037768259111533013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1037768259111533013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/1037768259111533013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuck-off.html' title='Fuck off'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-5874776326272722855</id><published>2009-07-04T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:13:27.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4t3O-HZvI/AAAAAAAAALM/UD2t5_vwpdQ/s1600-h/DSC01469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4t3O-HZvI/AAAAAAAAALM/UD2t5_vwpdQ/s320/DSC01469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354267433924781810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4t2kocSHI/AAAAAAAAALE/IxRUz0rw2EA/s1600-h/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4t2kocSHI/AAAAAAAAALE/IxRUz0rw2EA/s320/DSC01466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354267422559586418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4t2VyvwbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/VE-JqkwPgTM/s1600-h/DSC01467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4t2VyvwbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/VE-JqkwPgTM/s320/DSC01467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354267418576273842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4tVRoUkDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/FIKinVbE_ag/s1600-h/DSC01470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4tVRoUkDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/FIKinVbE_ag/s320/DSC01470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354266850523123762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                      Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4tU1Tr0YI/AAAAAAAAAKs/thEd4gxvlyc/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4tU1Tr0YI/AAAAAAAAAKs/thEd4gxvlyc/s320/DSC01465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354266842920374658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                         sleeping soundly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4tUsZbUuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8sjjwFxLbaY/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4tUsZbUuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8sjjwFxLbaY/s320/DSC01464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354266840528540386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-5874776326272722855?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5874776326272722855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=5874776326272722855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5874776326272722855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/5874776326272722855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/07/twins.html' title='The twins'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4t3O-HZvI/AAAAAAAAALM/UD2t5_vwpdQ/s72-c/DSC01469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-534542316965182830</id><published>2009-07-03T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:07:20.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-The End-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;After 2 years and 5 months &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;things had ended just at a blink of eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;can't reach to an agreement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;different view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;and etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;though all these while trying to be compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;however, life goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;so all the best in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;somehow you deserved someone who are better than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;so the memories will always live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;just that in the present is not exists anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;sorry hurting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;and thousands apologizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;appreciate the time we had in past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-534542316965182830?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/534542316965182830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=534542316965182830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/534542316965182830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/534542316965182830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/07/end.html' title='-The End-'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-7730322922643242369</id><published>2009-07-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:05:08.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A boy</title><content type='html'>when this boy is 18 and taking pic he will pose like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4NmDJm5gI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5KOyipMZKgA/s1600-h/Picture%2881%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4NmDJm5gI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5KOyipMZKgA/s320/Picture%2881%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354231954321892866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when he is 20 he still pose like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4PArXm_oI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2Hqu1xdiMlk/s1600-h/DSC01475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/Sk4PArXm_oI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2Hqu1xdiMlk/s320/DSC01475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354233511306264194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see his style&lt;br /&gt;i just realized when i look back the old album&lt;br /&gt;and i proudly INTRODUCE you this boy IVAN&lt;br /&gt;hopefully after this post he will change his style&lt;br /&gt;haha, nw his heart is Fucking me upside down d&lt;br /&gt;can feel it&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7730322922643242369?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;and due to FAT body, need consume more foods&lt;br /&gt;so 2 set of meals for lunch and dinner&lt;br /&gt;yeah, pocket will be very pain&lt;br /&gt;need financial planning ^^&lt;br /&gt;there are actually few things making me worried&lt;br /&gt;because every classes there are students who repeat the subjects&lt;br /&gt;mean the percentage of failing is relatively high&lt;br /&gt;fuck man, kind afraid... will i be the one again..&lt;br /&gt;this question always occur in my brain&lt;br /&gt;hope i can pass or even get a better grade here&lt;br /&gt;sigh, transformer 2 out for weeks, and i do not get the chance to watch it&lt;br /&gt;damn sad lor.. there no cinema in Kampar&lt;br /&gt;and the best things is SUNDAY i will have my midterm test&lt;br /&gt;and test on sunday will last for 1 month&lt;br /&gt;Oh MY GOD... monday to saturday gt class then sunday gt exam&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY SUCK&lt;br /&gt;cant even breathe&lt;br /&gt;assignment are stacking&lt;br /&gt;wonderful group members arent working nor communicate&lt;br /&gt;GREAT man..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;however, trying to make it done because there is going to be 3 midterm in 1 week..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;by that time may i RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-2675220172565641728?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2675220172565641728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=2675220172565641728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/2675220172565641728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kampar&lt;/span&gt;.. other than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; cafe i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know where is other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just stuck in the room doing nothing and sleeping again be my favourite past times.&lt;br /&gt;here, bicycle is the main transport for students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thousands&lt;/span&gt; bicycles you can see in the campus&lt;br /&gt;the distance to campus quite far&lt;br /&gt;once you reach the campus&lt;br /&gt;sweat like a cow&lt;br /&gt;worst for fat people like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good exercise though&lt;br /&gt;going to meet new friends and new environment&lt;br /&gt;expecting something really good and nice things happen here&lt;br /&gt;now just having trouble whereas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have assignment groups since i just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;transferred&lt;/span&gt; to new class&lt;br /&gt;hope everything will be done soon&lt;br /&gt;new housemates &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; that friendly&lt;br /&gt;and i do love my X housemates from KL&lt;br /&gt;things really get happening and fun there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can be better here&lt;br /&gt;the FAILED words hopefully &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; exists in my results anymore&lt;br /&gt;kind of &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;afraid of&lt;/span&gt; it already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7750156930033544648?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7750156930033544648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=7750156930033544648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7750156930033544648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7750156930033544648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-4606239342293685121</id><published>2009-05-31T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:44:46.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange</title><content type='html'>tomorrow my course mates going start year 2 semester 1&lt;br /&gt;but i will be going sitting at home&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;waiting news from kampar&lt;br /&gt;don't know why they are not efficient&lt;br /&gt;took so long to approve&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;wait and wait..&lt;br /&gt;just like a ship in the sea&lt;br /&gt;with no direction and without light tower&lt;br /&gt;just follow the waves and wind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-4606239342293685121?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4606239342293685121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=4606239342293685121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4606239342293685121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/4606239342293685121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/05/strange.html' title='Strange'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-7415051788586887794</id><published>2009-05-27T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:41:31.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit..</title><content type='html'>UTAR SETAPAK&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;i gave up in engineering course already&lt;br /&gt;there are so many doubt and uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;but need a solution for it&lt;br /&gt;so i choose QUIT.&lt;br /&gt;tired of life studying that course&lt;br /&gt;this is the mistakes of my life&lt;br /&gt;i am not really sure what i going to do next&lt;br /&gt;but please hope YOU give me strength to move on&lt;br /&gt;and start achieving things that i never achieved&lt;br /&gt;will power and determination&lt;br /&gt;i am looking for you&lt;br /&gt;I am sure lots people will look down at me&lt;br /&gt;especially customer in my dad's shop&lt;br /&gt;and other friends even relatives&lt;br /&gt;yes, maybe i isn't work hard enough&lt;br /&gt;maybe i took a easier path which is quit&lt;br /&gt;but just go ahead with your thought&lt;br /&gt;i am always being look down by you all&lt;br /&gt;since i was a child&lt;br /&gt;i bear with the annoying customer&lt;br /&gt;which always thought their children will be better&lt;br /&gt;but i am living with my own life&lt;br /&gt;now i just want to have something&lt;br /&gt;a qualification&lt;br /&gt;a certificate&lt;br /&gt;so i move to other course which is marketing&lt;br /&gt;hopefully they accept my application&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAMPAR,UTAR&lt;br /&gt;-A NEW LIFE-&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for it&lt;br /&gt;will it bring a dramatically changes in my life&lt;br /&gt;if i manage to study there&lt;br /&gt;lots things need to be forgone&lt;br /&gt;my interest as a coach as part-time and my players&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. kind hard survive without extra income&lt;br /&gt;meeting new friends, hopefully not the typical Chinese&lt;br /&gt;found it a lot in Setapak which make me not close with them&lt;br /&gt;going to miss my house mates which bring me joy whereas never get in university&lt;br /&gt;if i FAILED here, i think i STOP here&lt;br /&gt;so this really determine my future&lt;br /&gt;can't afford to make another mistakes&lt;br /&gt;miss the engineering course but too bad i can't coupe with it&lt;br /&gt;only despair&lt;br /&gt;so marketing, always have interest there&lt;br /&gt;just need figure what am i going to study&lt;br /&gt;brain brain please assist me this time&lt;br /&gt;i need you for 3 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;YOU are my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;YOU giving me strength&lt;br /&gt;YOU giving what i needs&lt;br /&gt;so thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to my dad, and mom&lt;br /&gt;i disappointing you all as usual&lt;br /&gt;being the most worried son&lt;br /&gt;wasting 15k for a mistakes&lt;br /&gt;hoping one day can make u proud like how my sisters and brother make you&lt;br /&gt;but too bad i am always the failure&lt;br /&gt;habit of study not in me&lt;br /&gt;but trust me&lt;br /&gt;i will once again try have the habit&lt;br /&gt;it takes times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wish me luck-&lt;br /&gt;-Guide me success-&lt;br /&gt;-Give me strength-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7537073766662696502-7415051788586887794?l=windsdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7415051788586887794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7537073766662696502&amp;postID=7415051788586887794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7415051788586887794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7537073766662696502/posts/default/7415051788586887794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windsdance.blogspot.com/2009/05/quit.html' title='Quit..'/><author><name>WindsDan7ce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11719204568076583282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svnW8-EAgVk/SZKHvHvmeBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/c0qu68bSUUM/S220/poser.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7537073766662696502.post-1387939382548392715</id><published>2009-05-08T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:17:16.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more hell to go, Three weeks of heaven awaits me</title><content type='html'>Monday is my last paper&lt;br /&gt;but don't know why can't really focus&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;this will be a hard paper as well.&lt;br /&gt;just don't understand through reading take me hours to understand&lt;br /&gt;guess what you cant get tutorial answer from notes&lt;br /&gt;stupid notes lecturer give.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;digital digital..&lt;br /&gt;somebody save me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of holidays&lt;br /&gt;how to spent without $$&lt;br /&gt;haihz..&lt;br /&gt;unique University&lt;br /&gt;break when none of others break&lt;br 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