<?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-15002606</id><updated>2011-12-02T12:35:57.692+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Emotions'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Personal Favorite'/><title type='text'>Vliamz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-6805550472616086343</id><published>2011-10-07T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T00:47:53.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Leap of Faith i didn't take....</title><content type='html'>It's just because there is a leap of faith you didn't take... cause u a lot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is about a girl yet again... She is smart cute and such... I wouldn't wanna say that she has been hiding things away... It's just the Fate which is not on my side...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was chasing after this girl... Which there is other guys who is chasing after her as well... Well i believe very much she is just trying things out... It's not like she is into A or me... but well she did try to make it to me... by making plans to come to Penang... she did try... but it was in vain.. situation aren't on my side or hers... So she decided to try dating A... things pick up from there for her and A... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Question is what would happen if she did make it to Penang? I wish i could turn back time and tell her what i see in her... hopefully she sees what i see... but hell i didn't know anything... i thought things would be fine... but oh hell... after she goes out with A.. things between us just didn't go out well... it's just a twist of fate that brought me to this situation where i am now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only i had a chance to show how much i really like her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause no matter what i do now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really doesn't matter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all blinded by the feelings she has for A...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how much feelings she has for A...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how long it will take for her to let it go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont' know how is it between them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause she doesn't tell me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna be a rebound....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to leave....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully i will have a shot in the future....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A leap of faith i shall take now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope that in the near future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can take a fresh clean start again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prove to her what i see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care baby... i really wish things were better between us...&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/15002606-6805550472616086343?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6805550472616086343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=6805550472616086343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6805550472616086343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6805550472616086343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2011/10/leap-of-faith-i-didnt-take.html' title='A Leap of Faith i didn&apos;t take....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-6602524265375037660</id><published>2011-10-06T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:14:51.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions to be answered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If you have read my previous post... This post is just some anger to throw out... Not for you to answer... It's for me to tell you things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever tried to love me?&lt;div&gt;How come i don't see effort... You gave me too much mixed up feelings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you actually think that u would like me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How come you never tell me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or are u chasing something that is long gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not the same person as he is.. If when you are out with me... You ever think about him it's really fucked up.. If he is what you want... Stay with him and don't say you tried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you ever try to understand how i work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause i feel like you treated me like a friend when i'm out with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is your attention on me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you gonna do it half heartedly.. I can feel it.. You didn't even ask anything about me anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you done what you have started?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can feel and see that u are still missing him. Really please don't deny it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I don't feel a thing? Isn't it the same way you treated me all along?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have always been like this as a friend.. Don't put me down when i'm trying to express myself cause i know it's gonna be like that.. I didn't want to leave you because i don't want you to think for a single time.. you meant nothing to me.. I was just waiting for you to be over with him.. I was expecting something i've seen before.. NOT THIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand how i work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know the things to say... what to do... to have my attention... but i need a closure to the things u have done that hurt my feelings.. I need to talk... everytime i try to express my feelings... you just put me down... i am very scared of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How come you left and never say a thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes you have not notice this.. That's why this question doesn't exist in you.. I didn't wanted to tell you because i don't want you to feel bad... Futhermore does it matter to you when you are with someone else... I know u mention that u care for me... You know that you are a poison to me when you still love someone else... Why did you stay? Do you know how much pain i can bare? do you understand why i kept staying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you even ask when you don't understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't understand things about me... I've told you many times... you don't understand... Even the very last minute... I'm not trying to keep you at the very end... you never did understand me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many questions... have you ever face this question?&lt;br /&gt;Start facing it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I have...&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you ever tried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE IT WHEN YOU SAID THAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You did not!&lt;br /&gt;I dare to say i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-6602524265375037660?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6602524265375037660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=6602524265375037660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6602524265375037660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6602524265375037660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2011/10/questions-to-be-answered.html' title='Questions to be answered'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-5991829952786241448</id><published>2011-10-06T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T16:12:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redeem Time</title><content type='html'>I saw your honesty...&lt;div&gt;Something i have long for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw your trust...&lt;br /&gt;Someone i can put my heart to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw your Respect...&lt;br /&gt;For the wrong things i've done you have not judged me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made me a Man...&lt;br /&gt;Made me myself...&lt;br /&gt;Brings out someone i wanted to be...&lt;br /&gt;I knew then it was her i would willing to be fighting for...&lt;br /&gt;So i tried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was not the right time, place and situation...&lt;br /&gt;I should have fought harder...&lt;br /&gt;Tell her exactly how i felt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i have ever dream for... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remains as friends...&lt;br /&gt;She left me behind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came back and Forth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew she has moved away from me...&lt;br /&gt;I only believe time, Place and Situation wasn't right for her...&lt;br /&gt;I only believe she can't because of her friend...&lt;br /&gt;I respect it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told her if she ever hates me go away!&lt;br /&gt;She kept came back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew back then...&lt;br /&gt;Something was still right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I held on although i've lost her heart...&lt;br /&gt;But I have stop fighting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just illusions of what i saw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just holding on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeking comfort from her...&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing I've lost it all myself...&lt;br /&gt;Lying to myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i'm redeeming back time...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for myself for keeping lies to myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for myself for not letting her know how i felt...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for myself for not trusting her...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for myself for not letting her in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for not letting her decide on who i truly am...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for myself for loosing myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgive myself for not letting her in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgive myself for not trusting her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgive myself for not being myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgive myself for doing all the above...&lt;br /&gt;I am only human...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgive her for leaving me behind...&lt;br /&gt;Without telling me...&lt;br /&gt;I have to find it out myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have left...&lt;br /&gt;But i can't forget...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i can't stop believing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is Real...&lt;br /&gt;I kept pushing on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not fighting for her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only hopes for her to remember and come back to the way we were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost it all that i wanted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because of hatred for her leaving...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All those hatred...&lt;br /&gt;Comes to an end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i confess to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope she could see and understand what i have been through...&lt;br /&gt;Forgive ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;Start fresh...&lt;br /&gt;With no regrets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You for the care and understanding...&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for trying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this while....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopes has not lost...&lt;br /&gt;It is just time would heal...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being rude and pushy...&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted to understand the situation...&lt;br /&gt;For i need it most...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because you are someone special to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want a leave...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to remember all the wrong things about you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave it to fate...&lt;br /&gt;The day she would come back and redeem the time we have left behind...&lt;br /&gt;With a new spirit...&lt;br /&gt;With forgiveness...&lt;br /&gt;With an innocent and untouched blank sheet of paper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without fear of what might happen to us in the future...&lt;br /&gt;As long as we are true to being ourselves as it is and towards each other...&lt;br /&gt;A risk i would take...&lt;br /&gt;A risk which i believe it's not even a risk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place i wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;A place i am free...&lt;br /&gt;A place i find comfort...&lt;br /&gt;A place i can be myself...&lt;br /&gt;The place is with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Redeem the time we have lost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust, Honesty and Respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vliamz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-5991829952786241448?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5991829952786241448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=5991829952786241448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5991829952786241448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5991829952786241448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2011/10/redeem-time.html' title='Redeem Time'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7569924115879776532</id><published>2011-02-26T07:13:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T08:53:41.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>~ Words Goes Unspoken ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;We told stories...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;We sang songs...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;We said words...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Stories ran my Mind...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Melody hummed my Heart...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Voices fill my Soul...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is truth...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is illusion...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is happy...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is sorrow...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is pretty...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is ugly...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is amazing...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is confusing...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is white...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;It is black...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Words goes Unspoken...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Silence is nothing but Just...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;-One Mind, One Heart, One Soul... for the Love of Life -&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/15002606-7569924115879776532?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7569924115879776532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7569924115879776532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7569924115879776532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7569924115879776532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2011/02/words-goes-unspoken.html' title='~ Words Goes Unspoken ~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-5295543755379783428</id><published>2011-02-22T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T01:27:46.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men's Dream.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i have not have seen in many long dreams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i felt like home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i hope i can be used to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i love to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i am really at ease...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i love to play at...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i can be myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i felt really comfortable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i am always at my toe wanting to be better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i can grow and have wings to fly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i will fly back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i would love to explore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place i won't go astray...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glimpse of the place which is now gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smithen into ashes and coal....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Better Sword will be forged...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Better Life will be built...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Better Man will arise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Better Fight A Man will never back down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In hopes, dreams and love to see a glimpse of the place again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place a man wish to be... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Place is with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"One Mind, One Heart, One Soul for the Love of Life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly Yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Vliamz-&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/15002606-5295543755379783428?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5295543755379783428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=5295543755379783428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5295543755379783428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5295543755379783428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2011/02/mens-dream.html' title='Men&apos;s Dream.......'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8427411906871256379</id><published>2010-12-09T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T19:45:26.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>Never Love a Slut!&lt;div&gt;Never Trust a Slut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vliamz She can't handle you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just have fun next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She doesn't deserve to be treated as a lady... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just get into her pants... and forget about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's never worth your time chasing her heart....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause it flies everywhere... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wants to be free...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let her go.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget it ever happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she flies back... it's all good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same thing repeats over and over again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck, Flee and Forget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have Fun Vliamz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8427411906871256379?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8427411906871256379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8427411906871256379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8427411906871256379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8427411906871256379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2010/12/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7274089122780386108</id><published>2010-09-02T04:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T04:52:40.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>~ Lovely Message for The Drama Kings and Queens~</title><content type='html'>To All the Drama Kings and Queens....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is already hard &amp;amp; complicated to live by...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't make your life so fucking complicated &amp;amp; dramatic as it already is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF YOU DO!! KEEP IT TO YOURSELF.... HOPEFULLY YOU SUICIDE AND WIPE OUT YOUR STENCH FROM THIS WORLD...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many other complicated things in life that u have to take care of....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather than the drama u cause yourself and which effects the people around you, who cares about you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK ALL OF U!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GO CRY AT A CORNER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LEAVE ME ALONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Spits on the floor &amp;amp; and points his finger  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAHHH!!!!    ..l..   EAT THIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-7274089122780386108?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7274089122780386108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7274089122780386108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7274089122780386108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7274089122780386108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-drama-kings-and-queens.html' title='~ Lovely Message for The Drama Kings and Queens~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1344380307427061982</id><published>2010-03-29T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T02:12:42.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Somebody's me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;You, do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Like I remember you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you spend your life&lt;br /&gt;Going back in your mind to that time?&lt;br /&gt;Because I, I walk the streets alone&lt;br /&gt;I hate being on my own&lt;br /&gt;And everyone can see that I refell&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going through hell&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you with somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Somebody wants you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody needs you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody dreams about you every single night&lt;br /&gt;Somebody can't breath without you, it's lonely&lt;br /&gt;Somebody hopes that someday you will see&lt;br /&gt;That Somebody's Me [2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How, How could we go wrong&lt;br /&gt;It was so good and now it's gone&lt;br /&gt;And I pray at night that our paths soon will cross&lt;br /&gt;And what we had isn't lost&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're always right here in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Somebody wants you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody needs you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody dreams about you every single night&lt;br /&gt;Somebody can't breath without you, it's lonely&lt;br /&gt;Somebody hopes that someday you will see&lt;br /&gt;That Somebody's Me [2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be in my life&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm not in your life&lt;br /&gt;Because you're in my memory&lt;br /&gt;You, will you remember me&lt;br /&gt;And before you set me free&lt;br /&gt;Oh listen please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Somebody wants you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody needs you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody dreams about you every single night&lt;br /&gt;Somebody can't breath without you, it's lonely&lt;br /&gt;Somebody hopes that someday you will see&lt;br /&gt;That Somebody's Me [5x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1344380307427061982?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1344380307427061982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1344380307427061982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1344380307427061982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1344380307427061982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2010/03/somebodys-me.html' title='Somebody&apos;s me'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-5185884760752691009</id><published>2010-03-27T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:12:59.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>OUR GREATEST FEAR.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Our Greatest Fear —Marianne Williamson&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h4&gt;it is our light not our darkness that most frightens us&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,&lt;br /&gt;talented and fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, who are you not to be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a child of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your playing small does not serve the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;people won't feel insecure around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of&lt;br /&gt;God that is within us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as we let our own light shine,&lt;br /&gt;we unconsciously give other people&lt;br /&gt;permission to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are liberated from our own fear,&lt;br /&gt;Our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Marianne Williamson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-5185884760752691009?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5185884760752691009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=5185884760752691009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5185884760752691009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5185884760752691009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-greatest-fear.html' title='OUR GREATEST FEAR.....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-4902580438775587325</id><published>2010-03-26T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:36:06.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepyyyyzzzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Wednesday i went for a swim with Yasir.. i have sunburn... mahai damn pain when i sleep... cb... disturbs my sleeping... somemore the pass few day i sleep really late... can't sleep because of personal reasons... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN TIRED!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to focus on my study anyway... arghh.. exams is coming in 2 weeks time.... hahahaha.... I GOT TO STUDY!!!!!! FOCUS!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love her... chao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-4902580438775587325?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4902580438775587325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=4902580438775587325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4902580438775587325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4902580438775587325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2010/03/sleepyyyyzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Sleepyyyyzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8462455738722011213</id><published>2010-03-19T17:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:56:38.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Learning to open my heart again for people...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things aren't the same as u think it is...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things aren't the way the were...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things aren't as bad as u think...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things aren't as tough as it is...&lt;br /&gt;It all comes back to what u believe in, how u preceive it and how handle it.&lt;br /&gt;Feel every emotion within you...&lt;br /&gt;Never do anything u will regret...&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself and others...&lt;br /&gt;You will be rewarded with rich experience...&lt;br /&gt;You will know who you are..&lt;br /&gt;You will know how it feels to be alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i know how it feels like to love again...&lt;br /&gt;It's a rough road... cause i've already blocked it tight...&lt;br /&gt;I am opening the road again..&lt;br /&gt;I feel it's worth my emotion to be hurt again..&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind getting hurt...&lt;br /&gt;She won't hurt me purposely..&lt;br /&gt;Instead i hurt myself..&lt;br /&gt;Cause i was rushing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crashed...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of laughing at me...&lt;br /&gt;She was there for me...&lt;br /&gt;Show me a path to take...&lt;br /&gt;I was just too blind to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now...&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take it step by step...&lt;br /&gt;I will reach my destination...&lt;br /&gt;I want a chance..&lt;br /&gt;I want you..&lt;br /&gt;I will fight this battle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down..&lt;br /&gt;We are for each other..&lt;br /&gt;I believe so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said it again and i will say again... I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8462455738722011213?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8462455738722011213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8462455738722011213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8462455738722011213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8462455738722011213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2010/03/learning-to-open-my-heart-again-for.html' title='Learning to open my heart again for people...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1618664267796935764</id><published>2009-06-24T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:04:52.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post since a long time.....</title><content type='html'>LOL... MY WEBBY IS STILL HERE.... ahhahahahahhahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1618664267796935764?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1618664267796935764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1618664267796935764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1618664267796935764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1618664267796935764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-since-long-time.html' title='A post since a long time.....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-63562268150338776</id><published>2008-04-22T15:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T15:16:33.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMEN AS EXPLAINED BY ENGINEERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/SA2QeZSJTcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/O-fkpQh51fs/s1600-h/image005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/SA2QMZSJTZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/taMBBvwNL48/s400/image002.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191964488047873426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/SA2QFJSJTYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0BxqCNFHcoc/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/SA2QFJSJTYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0BxqCNFHcoc/s400/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191964363493821826" 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/15002606-63562268150338776?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/63562268150338776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=63562268150338776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/63562268150338776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/63562268150338776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/women-as-explained-by-engineers.html' title='WOMEN AS EXPLAINED BY ENGINEERS'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/SA2QeZSJTcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/O-fkpQh51fs/s72-c/image005.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7083802081168571519</id><published>2008-04-22T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T15:01:13.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something For All To Have a Good Laugh</title><content type='html'>This was written by a guy... it's&lt;br /&gt;pretty damn smart.&lt;br /&gt;Girls -- Please have a sense of humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never quite figured out why the&lt;br /&gt;sexual urge of men and women differ so&lt;br /&gt;much. And I never have figured out the&lt;br /&gt;whole Venus and Mars thing. I have&lt;br /&gt;never figured out why men think with&lt;br /&gt;their head and women with their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EXAMPLE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening last week, my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;and I were getting into bed.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the passion starts to heat up,&lt;br /&gt;and she eventually says, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'I don't feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like it, I just want you to hold me.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 'WHAT??!! What was that?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she says the words that every&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend on the planet dreads to&lt;br /&gt;hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'You're just not in touch with my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;emotional needs as a woman enough for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me to satisfy your physical needs as a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;man.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded to my puzzled look by&lt;br /&gt;saying,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'Can't you just love me for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  who I am and not what I do for you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the bedroom?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that nothing was going to&lt;br /&gt;happen that night, I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day I opted to take the&lt;br /&gt;day off of work to spend time with&lt;br /&gt;her. We went out to a nice lunch and&lt;br /&gt;then went shopping at a big, big&lt;br /&gt;unnamed department store. I walked&lt;br /&gt;around with her while she tried on&lt;br /&gt;several different very expensive&lt;br /&gt;outfits. She couldn't decide which one&lt;br /&gt;to take, so I told her we'd just buy&lt;br /&gt;them all. She wanted new shoes to&lt;br /&gt;compliment her new clothes, so I&lt;br /&gt;said, 'Lets get a pair for each&lt;br /&gt;outfit.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to the jewellery department&lt;br /&gt;where she picked out a pair of diamond&lt;br /&gt;earrings. Let me tell you... she was&lt;br /&gt;so excited. She must have thought I&lt;br /&gt;was one wave short of a shipwreck. I&lt;br /&gt;started to think she was testing me&lt;br /&gt;because she asked for a tennis&lt;br /&gt;bracelet when she doesn't even know&lt;br /&gt;how to play tennis. I think I threw&lt;br /&gt;her for a loop when I said, 'That's&lt;br /&gt;fine, honey.' She was almost nearing&lt;br /&gt;sexual satisfaction from all of the&lt;br /&gt;excitement. Smiling with excited&lt;br /&gt;anticipation, she finally said, 'I&lt;br /&gt;think this is all dear, let's go to&lt;br /&gt;the cashier.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly contain myself when I&lt;br /&gt;blurted out, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'No honey, I don't feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face just went completely blank as&lt;br /&gt;her jaw dropped with a baffled,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 'WHAT?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then said,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Honey! I just want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HOLD&lt;/span&gt; this stuff for a while. You're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;just not in touch with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my financial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;needs as a man enough for me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;satisfy your shopping needs as a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when she had this look like&lt;br /&gt;she was going to kill me, I&lt;br /&gt;added,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why can't you just love me for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;who I am and not for the things I buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm not having sex tonight&lt;br /&gt;either....but at least that b****&lt;br /&gt;knows I'm smarter than her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-7083802081168571519?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7083802081168571519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7083802081168571519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7083802081168571519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7083802081168571519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2008/04/something-for-all-to-have-good-laugh.html' title='Something For All To Have a Good Laugh'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-2224721919288565570</id><published>2008-02-14T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T15:08:24.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Favorite'/><title type='text'>My sweet Angels and Demons by ~a-tattered-rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Here i lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Within my own pool of bloody rose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;With Angels and demons soaring about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Chain to the earth i struggle to get free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cursed to be the fallen one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I cry invisible tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Darkness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;swollowed&lt;/span&gt; me whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I cry out,burning with passion and pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I want to be with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tainted but yet so pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The curse of the fallen one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Longing to be with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Oh sweet darkness...Bring me up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Curled up in pain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My skin..Scarred..from the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So here i lay..Watching them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Here i lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Look at all the pretty Angels and demons....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-2224721919288565570?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2224721919288565570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=2224721919288565570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/2224721919288565570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/2224721919288565570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-sweet-angels-and-demons-by-tattered.html' title='My sweet Angels and Demons by ~a-tattered-rose'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7453097537264536543</id><published>2007-09-30T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:29:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone for just being there...&lt;br /&gt;It mean a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people look out for u...&lt;br /&gt;In many ways...&lt;br /&gt;If only you just sit and ponder what they have done for u...&lt;br /&gt;Even the smallest things matters a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Vliamz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One Heart, One Mind, One Soul.. For The Love Of Life-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-7453097537264536543?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7453097537264536543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7453097537264536543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7453097537264536543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7453097537264536543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-6737084575946045417</id><published>2007-08-19T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:47:47.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now everything is Clear......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOW TO MAKE A WOMAN HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not difficult to make a woman&lt;br /&gt;happy. A man &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; needs to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a friend&lt;br /&gt;2. a companion&lt;br /&gt;3. a lover&lt;br /&gt;4. a brother&lt;br /&gt;5. a father&lt;br /&gt;6. a master&lt;br /&gt;7. a chef&lt;br /&gt;8. an electrician&lt;br /&gt;9. a carpenter&lt;br /&gt;10. a plumber&lt;br /&gt;11. a mechanic&lt;br /&gt;12. a decorator&lt;br /&gt;13. a stylist&lt;br /&gt;14. a sexologist&lt;br /&gt;15. a gynecologist&lt;br /&gt;16. a psychologist&lt;br /&gt;17. a pest exterminator&lt;br /&gt;18. a psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;19. a healer&lt;br /&gt;20. a good listener&lt;br /&gt;21. an organizer&lt;br /&gt;22. a good father&lt;br /&gt;23. very clean&lt;br /&gt;24. sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;25. athletic&lt;br /&gt;26. warm&lt;br /&gt;27. attentive&lt;br /&gt;28. gallant&lt;br /&gt;29. intelligent&lt;br /&gt;30. funny&lt;br /&gt;31. creative&lt;br /&gt;32. tender&lt;br /&gt;33. strong&lt;br /&gt;34. understanding&lt;br /&gt;35. tolerant&lt;br /&gt;36. prudent&lt;br /&gt;37. ambitious&lt;br /&gt;38. capable&lt;br /&gt;39. courageous&lt;br /&gt;40. determined&lt;br /&gt;41. true&lt;br /&gt;42. dependable&lt;br /&gt;43. passionate&lt;br /&gt;44. compassionate&lt;br /&gt;45. give her compliments regularly&lt;br /&gt;46. love shopping&lt;br /&gt;47. be honest&lt;br /&gt;48. be very rich&lt;br /&gt;49. not stress her out&lt;br /&gt;50. not look at other girls&lt;br /&gt;51. give her lots of attention, but&lt;br /&gt;expect little yourself&lt;br /&gt;52. give her lots of time, especially&lt;br /&gt;time for herself&lt;br /&gt;53. give her lots of space, never&lt;br /&gt;worrying about where she goes&lt;br /&gt;54. Never to forget:&lt;br /&gt;* birthdays&lt;br /&gt;* anniversaries&lt;br /&gt;* arrangements she makes&lt;br /&gt;.......etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Show up naked&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring food and beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-6737084575946045417?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6737084575946045417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=6737084575946045417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6737084575946045417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6737084575946045417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-everything-is-clear.html' title='Now everything is Clear......'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8579046212941421742</id><published>2007-08-11T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T18:32:02.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol... hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;I dont' really know wat to write now...&lt;br /&gt;Something as me to post something...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so here i am.... writing just what comes to my mind....&lt;br /&gt;Not like i know what to write...&lt;br /&gt;But hey! i'm writing something that is totally nothing!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me read back...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounded like i'm crazy.... GONE NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is a good post...&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8579046212941421742?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8579046212941421742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8579046212941421742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8579046212941421742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8579046212941421742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/08/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1851228746962326635</id><published>2007-07-21T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T16:44:13.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/catpeople/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than &amp;quot;Lovers.&amp;quot; Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1851228746962326635?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1851228746962326635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1851228746962326635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1851228746962326635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1851228746962326635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-are-lovers-motive-power-and-action.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8716760631644730268</id><published>2007-06-24T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:47:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He: Yes. At last. It was so hard to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She: Do you want me to leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He: NO! Don't even think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She: Do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He: Of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She: Have you ever cheated on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He: NO! Why you even asking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She: Will you kiss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He: Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She: Will you hit me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He: No way! I'm not such kind of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She: Can I trust you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Now after the marriage, read it from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;bottom to the top !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8716760631644730268?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8716760631644730268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8716760631644730268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8716760631644730268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8716760631644730268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8052347754103795419</id><published>2007-03-25T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:24:32.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON"T GIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fucks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is random...&lt;br /&gt;just feel like saying it somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moodless...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating! will start update soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8052347754103795419?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8052347754103795419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8052347754103795419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8052347754103795419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8052347754103795419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/03/emotions.html' title='Emotions...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8650212419136944386</id><published>2007-03-15T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:56:11.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of work....</title><content type='html'>Sleepless night...&lt;br /&gt;These days really not much of a mood to talk to anyone...&lt;br /&gt;I will just keep quiet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; i know whatever is say will just be bad or content...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if i was quiet or anything...&lt;br /&gt;It's just me...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i start working...&lt;br /&gt;I only think of when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to continue my studies...&lt;br /&gt;Which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not even sure when...&lt;br /&gt;I know action speaks louder than words...&lt;br /&gt;There is no action to prove that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; serious about this...&lt;br /&gt;I shall start by looking up to colleges...&lt;br /&gt;For part-time courses and full-time courses...&lt;br /&gt;Then inform my parents..&lt;br /&gt;Got to make it a point to do this...&lt;br /&gt;Or else i might loose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt; to study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work:&lt;br /&gt;Company Profile:&lt;br /&gt;This company is new...&lt;br /&gt;It's an establish one...&lt;br /&gt;The Company is running for it's 11 years now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company Products:&lt;br /&gt;HELL I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ELECTRICAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Basically&lt;/span&gt; i do nothing much....&lt;br /&gt;Boss who is handling me isn't around... (Meeting in KL)&lt;br /&gt;For this week....&lt;br /&gt;I will be in the office...&lt;br /&gt;Help out the office work and product study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work now...&lt;br /&gt;See you guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8650212419136944386?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8650212419136944386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8650212419136944386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8650212419136944386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8650212419136944386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-day-of-work.html' title='First Day of work....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-6059763095394930954</id><published>2007-03-14T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T05:19:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new job...</title><content type='html'>There one thing...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell i got myself into...&lt;br /&gt;Corporate Sales Rep. Eita Electrical Sdn Bhd.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Neoh Vee liam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Of course the new job means a lot to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part:&lt;br /&gt;1. Experience what is Corporate Sales...&lt;br /&gt;2. Meet new people from a new area...&lt;br /&gt;3. Got money to spend...&lt;br /&gt;4. I have time during my weekends...&lt;br /&gt;5. Fixed hours( maybe for the start).&lt;br /&gt;6. A new area i hope i don't get comfortable with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad part:&lt;br /&gt;1. It's at Butterworth..&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm staying in my old buddies house..&lt;br /&gt;4. I dont' know how long i'm going to work there..&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't know when i'm going to continue my education... which i say it would be early this year&lt;br /&gt;(it's not happening.... not just yet... man i'm feeling guilty... felt like i've sin against myself yet again.. Vee Liam punish yourself for u had sin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty Really Beats the Hell in Me...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a child again..&lt;br /&gt;I need a guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should start planning on my education d...&lt;br /&gt;-Fail to plan, Plan to fail-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-6059763095394930954?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6059763095394930954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=6059763095394930954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6059763095394930954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6059763095394930954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-job.html' title='The new job...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-934013797028834170</id><published>2007-03-14T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:55:02.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work...</title><content type='html'>Work starts tomorrow( on 15/3/07)...&lt;br /&gt;Will be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Butterworth&lt;/span&gt; now...&lt;br /&gt;5 days week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Corporate&lt;/span&gt; Sales...&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Goods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-934013797028834170?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/934013797028834170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=934013797028834170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/934013797028834170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/934013797028834170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/03/work.html' title='Work...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-4345149886338420715</id><published>2007-02-22T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:58:04.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Shuffle Competition~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0iGMbub4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qN2oDVmOnvs/s1600-h/Bling_myspace3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0iGMbub4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qN2oDVmOnvs/s400/Bling_myspace3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034217448282156930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0hq8bub2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IsZovxGsubc/s1600-h/Bling_myspace3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0hq8bub2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IsZovxGsubc/s400/Bling_myspace3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034216980130721634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0h4Mbub3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/t1lzlVzGD98/s1600-h/1141.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0h4Mbub3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/t1lzlVzGD98/s400/1141.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034217207763988338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuffle Competition are at their Semi Finals at Glow...&lt;br /&gt;Go catch it live....&lt;br /&gt;Every Thursday Night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trance Junkies....&lt;br /&gt;They play good trance there....&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure u can shuffle... Shuffle.... sHuFfle!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-4345149886338420715?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4345149886338420715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=4345149886338420715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4345149886338420715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4345149886338420715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/shuffle-competition.html' title='~Shuffle Competition~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0iGMbub4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qN2oDVmOnvs/s72-c/Bling_myspace3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-3590045437282047254</id><published>2007-02-22T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:46:55.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Hardcore's Hard Gay~   Meets   ~Kinky's Miniskirt Police~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0eA8bubzI/AAAAAAAAADc/heM6UaTLD6Y/s1600-h/razor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0eA8bubzI/AAAAAAAAADc/heM6UaTLD6Y/s400/razor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034212960041332530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Razor Ramon Sumatani(Hard Gay)&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/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0dCMbubvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nC_Zr7RIbIc/s1600-h/hgsig01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0dCMbubvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nC_Zr7RIbIc/s400/hgsig01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034211882004541170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                                      And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0eQsbub0I/AAAAAAAAADk/pDM94W7i-ME/s1600-h/miniskirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0eQsbub0I/AAAAAAAAADk/pDM94W7i-ME/s400/miniskirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034213230624272194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Anna Suzuki (Miniskirt Police)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0dRsbubwI/AAAAAAAAADE/MQGc1USvR98/s1600-h/main_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0dRsbubwI/AAAAAAAAADE/MQGc1USvR98/s400/main_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034212148292513538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0dqcbubxI/AAAAAAAAADM/6C32oWaoIS8/s1600-h/anna1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0dqcbubxI/AAAAAAAAADM/6C32oWaoIS8/s400/anna1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034212573494275858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0d18bubyI/AAAAAAAAADU/PVpC7BUSphc/s1600-h/anna2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0d18bubyI/AAAAAAAAADU/PVpC7BUSphc/s400/anna2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034212771062771490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this two couples are tight combination...&lt;br /&gt;Husband and Wife....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes.... Razor Ramon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sumatani&lt;/span&gt; isn't gay...&lt;br /&gt;He only acts to be gay... So for the Gays outside...&lt;br /&gt;Forget it! U ain't gonna get his ass.... U horny bastards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the straight guys outside....&lt;br /&gt;Don't you jerk off here....&lt;br /&gt;This is not a porn website!&lt;br /&gt;I warn you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA SUZUKI!!! @@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-3590045437282047254?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3590045437282047254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=3590045437282047254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/3590045437282047254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/3590045437282047254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/hardcores-hard-gay-meets.html' title='~Hardcore&apos;s Hard Gay~   Meets   ~Kinky&apos;s Miniskirt Police~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0eA8bubzI/AAAAAAAAADc/heM6UaTLD6Y/s72-c/razor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-4807940177083585847</id><published>2007-02-22T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:51:18.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIGHTINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0WlMbubrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bJabaK29PC4/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0WlMbubrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bJabaK29PC4/s400/DSCN0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034204786718568114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang Clubs Should have this scenes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really kicks in the mood...&lt;br /&gt;Get crazy... Have a good time...&lt;br /&gt;Knock yourself off with booze...&lt;br /&gt;It's a great night with those lightings....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-4807940177083585847?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4807940177083585847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=4807940177083585847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4807940177083585847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4807940177083585847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/penang-clubs-should-have-this-lightings.html' title='LIGHTINGS'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rd0WlMbubrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bJabaK29PC4/s72-c/DSCN0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-535218750120276712</id><published>2007-02-17T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T14:33:11.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Chinese New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm back at hometown.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Will be back around 3rd or 4th day of Chinese New Year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So.... Hit on your Relatives for the APs(Annual Points) !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's the best job ever... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your job function is to say Gong Xi Fa Cai! Ang Pow Cum Cum!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry no sex.... It's like a sex phone service... just voice will do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then u earn money! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Something like a whore... You give service to get money....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The most difficult part about this job is... When you go around to do your service...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You got to endure the Annual Hot Wheather of CNY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But oh well... All the kids do that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Afterall How many years you can be a whore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I only know... I marry a chick one day....&lt;br /&gt;Then it's the end of my ang pow collecting carrier...&lt;br /&gt;So make the best out of it while you can....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;See you guys....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I will hit on your parents soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hope everyone do their job well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ANG POW I WANT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-535218750120276712?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/535218750120276712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-3878609146810579374</id><published>2007-02-11T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T04:51:07.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rc4vvJanigI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gUAc0im0XvQ/s1600-h/7249-100114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rc4vvJanigI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gUAc0im0XvQ/s400/7249-100114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030010320847342082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rc4vn5anifI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EtMIw70tafM/s1600-h/mazda+rx8+vinge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rc4vn5anifI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EtMIw70tafM/s400/mazda+rx8+vinge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030010196293290482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/NMW1%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dream car...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime this car pass me by....&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like wanna run over to it...&lt;br /&gt;Rip the door and throw the driver out from the car....&lt;br /&gt;THEN!&lt;br /&gt;IT"S MINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;Deep Desire....&lt;br /&gt;Desperation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahahaha..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-3878609146810579374?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3878609146810579374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=3878609146810579374&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/3878609146810579374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/3878609146810579374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-my-dream-car.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rc4vvJanigI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gUAc0im0XvQ/s72-c/7249-100114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8722912539279840708</id><published>2007-02-09T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:03:44.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Versions Of "If you love someone, Set her Free "</title><content type='html'>Shakespeare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;if you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;If she ever comes back, she's yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;If she doesn't, here's the poison,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yourself for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Don't worry, she will come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;If she ever comes back, ask her why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impatient:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;If she doesn't comes back within some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;time forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;IF you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If she doesn't come back, continue to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;wait until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;she comes back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;*If she comes back, and if you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;her still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;set her free again, repeat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C++ Programmer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;if(you-love(m_she))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;m_she.free()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;if(m_she == NULL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;m_she= new CShe;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Set her free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;second amendment of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Matrimonial Freedom Act clearly states&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If you love someone,Set her free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If she comes back, I think we can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;charge her for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;re-installation fees but tell her that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;she's also going to get an upgrade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biologist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Set her free, She'll evolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statisticians:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;If she loves you, the probability of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;her coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;back is high If she doesn't, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Weibull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;distribution and your relation was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;improbable anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salesman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;If she ever comes back, deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;If she doesn't, so what! "NEXT".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schwarzenegger's fans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Set her free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;SHE'LL BE BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insurance agent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Show her the plan ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;If she ever comes back, sign her up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;If she doesn't, keep follow up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;her and never give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physician:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;If she ever comes back, it's the law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;of gravity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;If she doesn't, either there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;friction higher than the force or the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;angle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;of collision between two objects did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;not synchronize at the right angle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematician:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;If you love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Set her free ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;If she ever comes back, 1 + 1 = 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(peanut!),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;If she doesn't, Y = 2X - log(0.46Y^2 +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(cos(52/34X)) x 5Y^(-0.5)c) where c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;is the infinite constant of no turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays' style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If You Love Someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Set it free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If It Comes Back, It is Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If It Doesn't, Hunt it Down and Kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It...!!! OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PERHAPS REPORT TO IMMIGRATION THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHE/HE IS AN ILLEGAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8722912539279840708?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8722912539279840708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8722912539279840708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8722912539279840708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8722912539279840708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/versions-of-if-you-love-someone-set-her.html' title='Versions Of &quot;If you love someone, Set her Free &quot;'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-471337053943945812</id><published>2007-02-09T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T19:08:09.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rcxcm5anidI/AAAAAAAAABg/3seoEBrxkT8/s1600-h/prod15306_hdr_1_6_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rcxcm5anidI/AAAAAAAAABg/3seoEBrxkT8/s400/prod15306_hdr_1_6_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029496707183249874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are Creative Zen MP3 Players Any Good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; by Dave “Our Tech”&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Creative Zen&lt;/span&gt; is one of the product groups of MP3 Players produced by the Creative corporation. In fact, Creative Zen is the flagship product for Creative in this area, which also includes other brand names like MuVo, Digital MP3 Player, and a long list of accessories.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; The Creative Zen range of MP3 players is comprised of 10 models. From the  small and lightweight Creative Zen Nano Plus, to the popular top-of-the-range Creative Zen Vision W with the superb 16:9 widescreen for video playback. So the Creative Zen range has been well thought out with many variances and enhancements with each model.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; The Creative Zen Vision W gives you the e Experience wide 16:9 movie format blockbuster entertainment with superior spectrum of sight and sound. The second Creative Zen model the Vision plays 120 hours of movies, tens of thousands of photos, and 15,000 songs. And the Creative Zen Vision M was the best of CES 2006 award winner; can hold 15,000 songs, 120 hours of video and thousands of photos in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; The Creative Zen Neeon models put a face to your music with its dramatic Creative Stik-Ons. Their capacities come in 512MB, 1gb, 2gb, 5gb and 6gb. With Creative Stik-Ons, decorative skins for the player's cover, and different brushed-metal backplate colors, you decide how your player looks. This Creative Zen range is certainly for the young and young at heart. There is also the Creative Zen Neeon 2 comes with more power-packed features and personalization options, while maintaining slender dimensions.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; Small and trendy, the Creative Zen V features a brilliant full color 1.5" OLED display. And the Creative Zen V Plus model also features a brilliant full color 1.5" OLED display, with a suite of music, photo, radio and video functions. Good to see the Creative Zen crew have included a radio in their line up.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; The Creative Zen MicroPhoto MP3 player is an 8GB player with a vibrant OLED screen. Stores 4,000 songs and thousands of photos. This is great capacity for the size.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt; Small and lightweight, the Creative Zen Nano Plus is a flash MP3 player with sleek looks. It is incredibly thin in design. The Creative Zen Nano Plus comes complete with an FM tuner, Voice recording and line-in encoding for direct connection and recording from any audio source. Directly record your music from a CD player. No computers needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V's Voice:&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah i want this baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got to save up to own this baby...&lt;br /&gt;Add in to my wants...&lt;br /&gt;kekekekekke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-471337053943945812?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/471337053943945812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=471337053943945812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/471337053943945812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/471337053943945812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/are-creative-zen-mp3-players-any-good.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/Rcxcm5anidI/AAAAAAAAABg/3seoEBrxkT8/s72-c/prod15306_hdr_1_6_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7152432914035991531</id><published>2007-02-09T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T18:58:21.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RcxT85anicI/AAAAAAAAABU/x07YM7NoN0E/s1600-h/37477091127053l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RcxT85anicI/AAAAAAAAABU/x07YM7NoN0E/s400/37477091127053l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029487189535721922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha... It was after SPM...&lt;br /&gt;Hell let loose.... We Eat.. Play.. Sleep.. Eat.. Play.. Sleep..&lt;br /&gt;I guess for almost 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after SPM = Best Time Ever...&lt;br /&gt;Long after SPM = Well... it's kinda boring... trust me.. it is! TOO MUCH TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... this pic is Chee How...&lt;br /&gt;Old time buddy... One of them...&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately... Either we are cheap or we don't like to take photo...&lt;br /&gt;That's the only pic we have...&lt;br /&gt;Wondering... Where is Wai Yong, Jason, Shie Shen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand you guys busy with your life...&lt;br /&gt;Some even have girlfriend....&lt;br /&gt;Some got laid....&lt;br /&gt;Some Trying hard to get laid....(if you know who i mean)&lt;br /&gt;Some just couldn't be bothered about girls at the moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happen...&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah.. Like we used to say... Buddies stay together... Not with each other!&lt;br /&gt;See u guys soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brother Kazer-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-7152432914035991531?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7152432914035991531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7152432914035991531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7152432914035991531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7152432914035991531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahha.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RcxT85anicI/AAAAAAAAABU/x07YM7NoN0E/s72-c/37477091127053l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-2727551942834552157</id><published>2007-02-03T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:30:05.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is 2 Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogSubject"&gt;LIFE is too SHORT!                                         &lt;br /&gt;Current mood: &lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/indescribable.gif" align="absmiddle" /&gt; indescribable                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;Category:  &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.viewCategory&amp;FriendID=6787167&amp;amp;BlogCategoryID=12"&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;                                        &lt;/p&gt;                                         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Life is too short&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Laugh when you can&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/amused.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Apologize when you should&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And let go of on what you can't change.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love deeply and forgive quickly&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/heart.gif" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Take chances, give everything&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And have&lt;u&gt; no&lt;/u&gt; regrets&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Life is too short to be unhappy&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/crushed.gif" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You have to take the good with the bad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Smile when you're sad&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/anxious.gif" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love what you got&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And always remember what you had&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Always forgive but never forget&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Learn from your mistakes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But never regret&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;People change, and things go wrong&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But always remember&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Life goes on!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/blush.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Farah Dalila-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-2727551942834552157?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2727551942834552157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=2727551942834552157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/2727551942834552157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/2727551942834552157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is-2-short.html' title='Life is 2 Short'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-4576428006487883745</id><published>2007-01-15T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:22:04.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wish from an Angel to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RatVhHrmPzI/AAAAAAAAABI/x9IEKxROaJc/s1600-h/TheAngel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RatVhHrmPzI/AAAAAAAAABI/x9IEKxROaJc/s400/TheAngel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020200237120503602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful art work... Bravo! Bravo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-4576428006487883745?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4576428006487883745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=4576428006487883745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4576428006487883745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4576428006487883745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/wish-from-angel-to-you.html' title='A wish from an Angel to you...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RatVhHrmPzI/AAAAAAAAABI/x9IEKxROaJc/s72-c/TheAngel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8172420230818240274</id><published>2007-01-15T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T17:32:11.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happen to the teenagers today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;!-- Breadcrumb--&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://thestar.com.my/news/north" class="breadcrumb"&gt;North&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span class="story_date"&gt;Monday January 15, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="story_header"&gt;Student killed, friend hurt in fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PENANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;A misunderstanding between two groups of youths led to the death of a college student and another one injured during a fight at an entertainment outlet in &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Farquhar&lt;/span&gt; Street here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; The victim, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ooi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sian&lt;/span&gt; Yam, 20, was stabbed on the left chest at the five &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;footway&lt;/span&gt; of the outlet during the 2.45am incident. He died at a private hospital some 45 minutes later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; His friend, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lieh&lt;/span&gt;, 19, sustained minor injuries for cuts and bruises. The two youths were said to have been attacked by the other group. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;   No weapon was recovered at the scene and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ooi's&lt;/span&gt; valuables were intact.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; State CID chief Senior Asst Comm (II) Abdul &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Samah&lt;/span&gt; Mat said police were looking for eight male and female suspects, aged between 17 and 21, to facilitate investigations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Initial investigation, said SAC II Abdul &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Samah&lt;/span&gt;, revealed that the two groups had earlier engaged in a heated argument which led to the fatal stabbing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;   He said the two parties were strangers             and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ooi&lt;/span&gt; had gone to the outlet with five friends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *Grab from The Star Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion..&lt;br /&gt;Those killers must be top young &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ninja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;assassins&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Age between 17-21..&lt;br /&gt;They go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;unnoticed&lt;/span&gt; after stabbing someone..&lt;br /&gt;See how much &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; Culture and grow into us when we are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MALAYSIANS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop the hiring... Killing can too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protect our teenagers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why can't they just dance?&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8172420230818240274?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8172420230818240274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8172420230818240274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8172420230818240274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8172420230818240274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-happen-to-teenagers-today.html' title='What happen to the teenagers today?'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7833622255594258771</id><published>2007-01-12T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T21:03:01.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-:Dj Tiesto:-</title><content type='html'>Lol.. i love trance so much i realise i never did talk about them...&lt;br /&gt;It's ok... it's never too late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fav.... DJ TIESTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RaeFSnrmPyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NwgwJQiVBPc/s1600-h/1050065557_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RaeFSnrmPyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NwgwJQiVBPc/s400/1050065557_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019126864663691042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's him...&lt;br /&gt;Well i missed his party at Sepang '06...&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... i still can listen to his master piece...&lt;br /&gt;But i still wish i was there last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went searching about his background...&lt;br /&gt;Guess what i found..&lt;br /&gt;"Somebody actually writes about him!!" save my trouble of thinking what to write*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now read....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="orangetext15"&gt;About Tiësto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tiësto's career is punctuated by landmark achievements - the first DJ in the world to sell out a solo stadium event for over 25,000 people 2 nights in a row, he scored a number one hit with his single Traffic, the first instrumental track to reach the top spot in his homeland of Holland in 23 years. His remix of Delerium featuring Sarah McLachlan..s Silence was the first house track ever broadcast on daytime radio in North America, (it became an international dancefloor anthem and also spent eight weeks in the UK top 10 chart). He played live in front of billions of people during the Parade Of The Athletes at the official opening ceremony of the Olympic Games in Athens. But despite his meteoric success, Tiësto remains grounded about his achievements and clearly loves making and playing music above the accolades it brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Born in Holland, Tiësto became a DJ because he "liked to share music with other people. When I was younger, I'd listen to a radio show called the Soul Show, and to Ben Liebrand's mix show, where he would remix and cut up different tracks, and I just thought - I wanna do this!" Starting out with a mobile show around the country, he progressed to student parties, and then to three nights a week in a club, learning and perfecting his craft. ..music was always my first love but back then I didn't know it was possible to make a living out of being a DJ If I wasn't a DJ now though I'd be a chef. I love cooking - it must be because of the mixing element!" The productions came later, in 1995. "I really wanted to produce music that I could play in my sets, because it brings much more fulfilment to the process. I bought some samplers, some computer programs, and just started working on it." He makes it sound easy - indeed, he makes it look easy as 10 years down the line his productions consistently bother the charts and frequently reach number one around Europe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In 1997 Tiësto, along with Arny Bink, formed Black Hole Recordings, the label that launched the hugely acclaimed Magik. In Search Of Sunrise, and Nyana mix compilations. The label grew to such proportions that in 2001 Tiësto started a sub-label, Magik Muzik. "It's the home of records of mine, or of people whose work I really believe in," he enthuses. "Everything on Magik Muzik is what you..ll find in my sets, which makes it more of my own little project." Some of the gems from Magik Muzik include 2001 anthem Flight 643 and his artist albums In My Memory and Just Be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Though known primarily for his pioneering contributions to the trance scene, Tiësto's style is now a mix of everything: "trance, house, techno - it's the best of all that the dance world has to offer. In 1998, I was really a trance DJ, but now I've travelled round the world so much, different influences have seeped in and I play a bit of everything. I think the only way forward for DJs now is to play a diverse mix of sounds." Indeed, his brand of trance was always pushing at the constraints of the genre anyway, featuring soaring vocals from the likes of Sarah McLachlan and Kirsty Hawkshaw, spine-tingling breakdowns, and euphoric melodies at every end of the spectrum. His productions, sets, and releases range from peak time club heaven to the sort of perfect chill out that could reduce a grown man to tears, and have at times owed as much influence to classical music as to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The many high profile gigs and shows have now taken Tiësto away from exclusively playing clubs, and propelled him to become more of a mainstream artist. "Often at my shows now, half of the people are die-hard clubbers, but the other half are people who know me from the radio, or from more mainstream gigs," he says. "It's more like they're going to a concert, so now I get a great mix of both worlds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Describing the last few years as ..a journey of defining moments,.. (as well as the usual club successes, his shelves are groaning under the weight of numerous awards .. TMF-Awards, MTV, Dutch DJ - and gold discs..) his favourites include the second night of the Tiësto In Concert show in Holland in 2004: ..I was really aware of what was going on, the music was just right .. a mix of all my big tunes and new tunes, everything just felt perfect that night. I played for nine hours straight, and it was my favourite gig ever... And, of course, being voted by the readers as the number one DJ in the world for the third time. ..The first time it happened it was so amazing, I was overjoyed. The second and the third time were great as well of course, but the first time you..re on the cover of that magazine that is so respected by other DJs .. it..s like winning an Oscar!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In May 2006 Tiësto decided to become the worldwide ambassador for Dance4Life, and to invest considerate amounts of his time and efforts to the one charity in which he could really find himself. Immediately the production of a Dance4Life anthem was discussed, which resulted in an a song with Faithless.. Maxi Jazz, where Maxi..s words and Tiësto..s music perfectly intertwine into a dynamic piece which could not better suite the Dance4Life vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Continuing to explore fresh avenues, Tiësto is currently experimenting with new sounds in the studio, and writing more vocals himself. ..I..m not looking for any big collaborations right now, I..m more interested in a burgeoning talent .. someone whose voice is good, and that really touches you. A voice should sound like an instrument to me. I..ve had a spell away from the studio, relaxing and travelling, but now I..m really enthused about getting back in there. I..m more open to doing remixes again. I like to hear a track and right away know what I want to do with it, what I can make different, and whether it..ll work for me in my sets .. all my remixes have to be tried and tested...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The future for Tiësto promises yet further success, both as the solo artist he..s become and the DJ we know him to be. ..Another album, more remixes, definitely,.. he agrees, ..but it..s hard to look too far into the future. Every couple of months it seems that something new, unexpected and exciting is happening!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;VIVA TIESTO!! TIESTO!! TIESTO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;You are the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-7833622255594258771?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7833622255594258771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7833622255594258771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7833622255594258771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7833622255594258771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/dj-tiesto.html' title='-:Dj Tiesto:-'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RaeFSnrmPyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NwgwJQiVBPc/s72-c/1050065557_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8052799407841988135</id><published>2007-01-08T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:19:44.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a small thing...</title><content type='html'>If you gonna think as if "i'm trying to be freaky on you".. then you are just too darn sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are different.. That's all it ..&lt;br /&gt;You can be who you are..&lt;br /&gt;I can be who i am...&lt;br /&gt;Let it be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Chapter Close.. Let this pass.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8052799407841988135?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8052799407841988135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8052799407841988135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8052799407841988135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8052799407841988135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-small-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a small thing...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7347119792132513693</id><published>2007-01-05T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:45:20.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>After what had happen last week on Christmas Eve...&lt;br /&gt;I am so afraid to post anything in the blog anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Cause i know people are reading my freaking blog...&lt;br /&gt;God knows how people take things so personal while reading my blog...&lt;br /&gt;When they don't know me....&lt;br /&gt;They start judging me after reading my blog...&lt;br /&gt;It's really freaky...&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's what happen on Christmas Eve...&lt;br /&gt;Now i just lost another important person in my life...&lt;br /&gt;Not like we aren't friends anymore...&lt;br /&gt;But not close anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends tell me she just merely using you..&lt;br /&gt;I tell them... I know...&lt;br /&gt;The thing is i don't mind if that person treat me right...&lt;br /&gt;Means give and take...&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't the case... &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Furthermore&lt;/span&gt; that person isn't going out with me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;That person always has a say at the end of the argument... So let it be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna tell you:&lt;br /&gt;"After the time we spend together... I really enjoy the time... I gave my time and effort to keep in touch and keep things close together... Be a good friend.. Do you ever appreciate it? Do you ever show any appreciation? No!! For goodness sake you can't even forgive people who are angry at you and complaint things which are true... It really pinch into your thick cold skin didn't it? Whatever i said is true.. So think about it! Damn... So hard to be a friend to you.. No even considerate at certain circumstances... I be there as a good friend for you when you need it... Where the hell are you when i need you the most? THINK ABOUT IT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool now... don't worry guys... I just wanna say it out somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;Anger still lies in me... Love for a friend has just lost it's way... i guess there is a little bit of hate in those words... Well, it's already in the past... I will let this go... I will consider that person as a "Hi!  Bye!" friend now on... Unless that person make the effort to keep in touch.. End!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;When I'm annoyed or angry...&lt;br /&gt;I will just say whatever i feel like saying...&lt;br /&gt;I don't think about other's feelings... I just say...&lt;br /&gt;I meant what i say...&lt;br /&gt;It's just merely letting my anger onto something...&lt;br /&gt;At that moment... i can't deny it's also just to annoy others that annoyed me...&lt;br /&gt;It's a sudden reaction...&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't do it on purpose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do know... People have their limits...&lt;br /&gt;Don't go beyond the boundaries...&lt;br /&gt;Or face the consequences...&lt;br /&gt;And make sure you can let go after that if you ever wanna test it...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will try to forget about it if it's not really important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't take what i say to you...&lt;br /&gt;Then don't even annoy me...&lt;br /&gt;Expect to be annoyed when you annoy me that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i a hard friend to mix with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lalalalallalalala&lt;/span&gt;~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-7347119792132513693?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7347119792132513693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7347119792132513693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7347119792132513693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7347119792132513693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/posting.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1753294733493562144</id><published>2007-01-05T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:00:24.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Down...</title><content type='html'>It must be the Africans who caused the earth to split...&lt;br /&gt;The shamans in African are  powerful  people...&lt;br /&gt;They have legandary power to summon all kinds of natural power...&lt;br /&gt;Like rain, spirits and such...&lt;br /&gt;They are still practising it though... hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;As i say... Blame it on the Africans Gay Shamans....&lt;br /&gt;With overdose of weed... they cast the wrong spell at the wrong place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it man...&lt;br /&gt;Now i got to go online in an internet cafe cause my home streamyx is kinda down....&lt;br /&gt;I can't even get on msn sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Just when i need to talk to someone... everything just shut me down...&lt;br /&gt;There is so many computer science student or grads in the freaking world....&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO YOUR JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT!&lt;br /&gt;ignore me... i just need to find somewhere to scream without anyone listening...&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear i scream do you... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky i'm not a computer science student...&lt;br /&gt;This problem is very messy!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-vliamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1753294733493562144?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1753294733493562144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1753294733493562144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1753294733493562144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1753294733493562144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/internet-down.html' title='Internet Down...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1876168649921992989</id><published>2007-01-04T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T02:28:41.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Womens</title><content type='html'>" Women has the last say in any &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt;... Whatever a Man say after that is a beginning of a new  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally true!  Damn!  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahhahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1876168649921992989?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1876168649921992989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1876168649921992989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1876168649921992989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1876168649921992989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/womens.html' title='Womens'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1612741448938896589</id><published>2007-01-02T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:30:41.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs and Dances</title><content type='html'>Songs changes your moods...&lt;br /&gt;Songs moves your soul...&lt;br /&gt;Songs pumps your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance effects your moods...&lt;br /&gt;Dance releases your soul...&lt;br /&gt;Dance express your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 things goes hand in hand...&lt;br /&gt;It can't do without one another....&lt;br /&gt;This is the way i see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;br /&gt;alrighttt.......... Let's dance away.... Hooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1612741448938896589?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1612741448938896589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1612741448938896589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1612741448938896589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1612741448938896589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/songs-and-dances.html' title='Songs and Dances'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1018513865035087555</id><published>2007-01-02T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:21:14.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity Of A Man</title><content type='html'>" A child remains a child, No matter how old they have grown.. He becomes a Man the moment he accepts the imperfection of a human being. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Taken from &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Quotes&lt;/span&gt; of the Day -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1018513865035087555?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1018513865035087555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1018513865035087555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1018513865035087555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1018513865035087555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2007/01/maturity-of-man.html' title='Maturity Of A Man'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-7913501018252055071</id><published>2006-12-25T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T02:11:29.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deleted.. One of the mistakes in my life...</title><content type='html'>This post is deleted.. Don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-7913501018252055071?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7913501018252055071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=7913501018252055071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7913501018252055071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/7913501018252055071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-know-how-to-deal-with-cold-her.html' title='Deleted.. One of the mistakes in my life...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-2506872305050165666</id><published>2006-12-21T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:25:23.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RYqkw3k2FwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/maX_p6BXJE0/s1600-h/Eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RYqkw3k2FwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/maX_p6BXJE0/s400/Eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010998694862264066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Eyes are exclusively special.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this very nice poetry - Eyes of an Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paradoxpoetry.com/user.php?op=userinfo&amp;amp;uname=Even_Angels_Fall"&gt;Even_Angels_Fall&lt;/a&gt; writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The earth sheds tears, whispers among the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Talk of love and pain and human things&lt;br /&gt;Invisibly haunts our skies, down to here where truth lies&lt;br /&gt;Giving us freedom, will, and the ability to cry out&lt;br /&gt;I give you a guiding hand to find what's inside&lt;br /&gt;You can't escape what lies in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Your heart can hear, but only words can speak&lt;br /&gt;Of what's there, undeniable voice, filled with feelings&lt;br /&gt;Despite the darkness, we are filled with light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place to go when there's no other place to hide&lt;br /&gt;Despite the evil and shadows and tempters&lt;br /&gt;Always a choice to do something much better&lt;br /&gt;With our hearts, must give love away&lt;br /&gt;Renew broken bonds, forgiveness, things to say&lt;br /&gt;All of this has got to start today&lt;br /&gt;This place, this earth, is a temporary home&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to belong here, always will feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Rumors of another life beyond this&lt;br /&gt;Short time to be here- so make it right&lt;br /&gt;You are tested everyday and everynight&lt;br /&gt;Morality for every situation, use good to fight&lt;br /&gt;Never pass up the chance to show someone the good of light&lt;br /&gt;Love, hope, virtues, and much more&lt;br /&gt;The only way to survive, to endure&lt;br /&gt;What's here for us, what is in store&lt;br /&gt;Have to learn our own right paths&lt;br /&gt;We grow from the things that make us sad&lt;br /&gt;Spirit strengthens, turns out not to be that bad&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pain, you can gain so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall into those wings and feel love's familiar touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The touch, the taste, the scent, the sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because time flies by like a thief in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you'll know you were right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to Even_Angels_Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-2506872305050165666?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2506872305050165666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=2506872305050165666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/2506872305050165666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/2506872305050165666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/eyes.html' title='Eyes..'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RYqkw3k2FwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/maX_p6BXJE0/s72-c/Eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-9010072347412439675</id><published>2006-12-20T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:59:00.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were the days of clubbing with college mates....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RYkH2Hk2FvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1TNUH-T4QE4/s1600-h/The+Losers...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RYkH2Hk2FvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1TNUH-T4QE4/s400/The+Losers...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010544686754305778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Those were the days.. where wise man enjoys the music and get high and go home with pride.. The Suckers knock themselves off with beer and chivas and go back with headache and agony to a disturbing sleep and stench of their vomits.. as you can see some survived and noticed their picture has been taken! Those are the survivors.. hahahaa.. The thing is... The survivors need to take care of them.. and make sure they go home safely... Don't drink and Die like them please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to pei chuen for posting this picture in her friendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RYkHp3k2FuI/AAAAAAAAAAY/kXBwtU0cwhs/s1600-h/The+Losers...jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-9010072347412439675?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/9010072347412439675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=9010072347412439675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/9010072347412439675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/9010072347412439675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/those-were-days-of-clubbing-with.html' title='Those were the days of clubbing with college mates....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RYkH2Hk2FvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1TNUH-T4QE4/s72-c/The+Losers...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8817906800562631019</id><published>2006-12-20T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:22:34.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst off-day</title><content type='html'>I reach home straight after work... Do some housework.. Then i went to internet cafe.. Coz tomorrow i won't be free to online in the afternoon... Even if i go internet cafe the next day... i will be lvling RYL.. Can't do my personal stuff as my streamyx is down at home... So what the fuck la rite? long long time once... I online till 6.30 am.. YEAH!! Hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Well... things didn't work out when my mom called... she isn't happy about it... then lock me out from my house... without tell me... She change the lock.. so i'm now stuck at bann's house blogging.. That's not something bad yet.. I'm already run out of money.. Can't do shit.. phone no credit.. Ruin my plan to go to the gym in the afternoon.. Car running out of petrol.. FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Haihz... Another thing is my time table for work is revised.. Due to some technical problem... Instead of getting 2 offdays... My manager called up and tell me i have to work tomorrow.. KNN CCB.. Problems just come one after another.. Damn good wei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sad i have to write this in the blog.. One of the place i can just bla boom poom anything i want to.. Ok done.. Enaugh of whinning and complaining about how bad my day is today.. FUCK! Going to do something with it now... Bye! wish me luck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8817906800562631019?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8817906800562631019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8817906800562631019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8817906800562631019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8817906800562631019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/worst-off-day.html' title='Worst off-day'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-4009255223003652619</id><published>2006-12-20T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T07:34:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl.</title><content type='html'>Haha.. it's been a while i go after girls.. i mean seriously thinking of going after.. last time i used to think of forgetting about girls.. "If they come, then i'm ok with it.. Don't have, Mah don't have lor" but no one can escape from going up.. attraction to opposite sex is just a part of growing up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Been going out with some different type of girls.. Lesbians, Hard-Core Clubbing girls, Stay at home girls, Out-going Girls and many others.. I still feel like having a girl who all-rounder.. But of coz no one is perfect.. So i've list out 10 main thing i would like from a dream girl.. Well if 5 of the main point is achieve.. then i will go after her.. It's weird but i just don't wanna go into another relationship then end up not happy with the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically.&lt;br /&gt;1. Nice Ass&lt;br /&gt;2. Pretty&lt;br /&gt;3. Cheeks&lt;br /&gt;4. Attractive Eyes(Yes i'm a sucker for eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality.&lt;br /&gt;1. Have trust in me. - ( She knows i will never break her heart)&lt;br /&gt;2. Out-going.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mature - ( She knows how to take care of herself well).&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't have the "Boys are spending machine" thinking.&lt;br /&gt;5. Never tie me up! It's a major turn off! - (This is the most important thing).&lt;br /&gt;6. Caring, Love, Understanding - this is normal rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hahaha.. Came to think of it.. it's less than what i listed before.. But well there it is... The list.. Sick isn't it? haha.. I just can't help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've just notice one girl who is having most of those in my list.. Not like i check them.. But it's just the all-in-one about her that I'm attracted to.. Just that she seems so cold to me.. Yet, she goes out with me on dates.. Hmm.. Seems that she have seal her heart so tight that.. If anyone tries to break thru.. The alarm system just go off! Then she will start to ignore you and stuff like that.. and after a few days.. She will be fine again with you.. ahahaha... It's pretty funny sometimes when i think of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i was kinda mean to her la sometimes.. When we go out.. I make her pay for her share.. Yes..yes.. Must be gentleman.. Go out must pay for her.. I just wanna see how she reacts to it.. I just don't wanna go out with the girls who thinks boys are money spending machine.. It's just another major turn off.. No matter how pretty she is.. How nice she is.. I will just forget about her.. I'm working now.. Of course i can pay for her la..  The more she try to pay for her share the more I'm willing to pay.. Then I know.. She can then buy more things and stuff for herself..  Not worrying about going out with me then after that no money to buy her things..  Which guy doesn't want her girl to be happy rite? Hope things between us goes better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just know that finally someone really make me feel like it's worth it to go after her.. Hehe.. I know she will put her heart in line with the ups and down of a relationship.. I want her to know she is not the only one who is putting her heart on the line, mine also ok?.. I am also hurt a few times in my life.. She knows that.. Not only girls have heart rite?.. Anyway.. I will try my best to keep the relationship stable.. Winks* The most important thing is that it's worth it.. What the hell rite? Never Try, Never know.. Lol.. See how things goes la.. I will keep on updating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-4009255223003652619?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4009255223003652619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=4009255223003652619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4009255223003652619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/4009255223003652619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-girl.html' title='My Girl.'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1295459055158212906</id><published>2006-12-18T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:35:05.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Greatest Fear</title><content type='html'>"Our greatest fear is not being inadequate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Our greatest fear is to have power beyond measurement&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1295459055158212906?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1295459055158212906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1295459055158212906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1295459055158212906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1295459055158212906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-greatest-fear.html' title='Our Greatest Fear'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-8860732516322978113</id><published>2006-12-17T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:19:29.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UpDates!~~ 17/12/06</title><content type='html'>Checked Lunatic's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.. HEY i just realise i didn't update my blog ;p...ahhahaha..... ok ok.. let's be honest i'm a little lazy and working at the same time.. time isn't a luxury for me.. Everyday after work i will need some time for myself to play RYL(some online game).. Well this game is all about team work.. so it's best if i can train as often, coz all team mates is needed to train together.. futhermore it doesn't cost a lot to play... IT"S FREE!(excluding the perhour charges in the internet cafe.. untill i fix up my streamyx which takes ages.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My streamyx.. i have checked everything and do everything i can to fix it up.. btw i also reformatted my hardisk so that there isn't any stinking bug like trojan or whatsoever you heard before. You know what i found out? The problem to my streamyx is actually the telephone line itself.. Sad thing is i have to change the whole telephone line becoz it's leaking oil... Don't ask.. i don't know how the oil gets into my telephone line either.. IT"S GREEN OIL!! hmmm... maybe it's cooking oil.. hahaha... just crapping... it's seriously funny how the oil gets into the telephone line.. So well.. this is another reason why i don't blog... coz i only blog at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not lvling, i will out with her. Sometimes you know you want somethings you can't have but you just got to try and hope everythings turns ok.. Courting girls went kinda rusty for me now.. it's been awhile since I really going after someone.. I don't know i will have the confidence to go after someone after so long.. but just know i got to have as much confidence and try.. and be afraid to fall again.. I know some of you already know about this.. I will talk about her some other time.. I'm still on the topic why i haven't been updating my blog so often rite? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? hmm.... basicly it's either i'm in an internet cafe playing online games with Jon, Go out with her, Yam cha with some good buddies.. Time is limited.. I can't just spend time with random people on random days.. Coz i've already not much time for every single part of my life.. ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking when i wanna stop work and study again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part A&lt;br /&gt;1. Work = Money to spend + Not much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Study = Not much Money + Loads of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can find an equation on this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part B&lt;br /&gt;1. Work = Money to spend + Loads of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Study = Money to spend + Loads of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm still human.. I want an easy way out.. Who doesn't? Tell me if you got a way ok?..&lt;br /&gt;NoooOOOOooo........ No MLM! TQ! don't give me nightmare anymore... Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess hardly Part B will work.. unless i'm a rich dad's kid...&lt;br /&gt;So i'm going to stick to reality.. Part A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look i'm going to dance away again..&lt;br /&gt;Signing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-8860732516322978113?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8860732516322978113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=8860732516322978113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8860732516322978113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/8860732516322978113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates-171206.html' title='UpDates!~~ 17/12/06'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-1204732517783937481</id><published>2006-12-06T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T16:10:45.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL GOOD THINGS (COME TO AN END) lyrics by Nelly Furtado</title><content type='html'>Dogs were whistling a new tune..&lt;br /&gt;Barking at the new moon ..&lt;br /&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly what will become of me..&lt;br /&gt;I don't like reality ..&lt;br /&gt;It's way too clear to me..&lt;br /&gt;But really life is daily ..&lt;br /&gt;We are what we don't see ..&lt;br /&gt;We missed everything daydreaming ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flames to dust ..&lt;br /&gt;Lovers to friends..&lt;br /&gt;Why do all good things come to an end ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling I always stop at exits..&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I'll stay..&lt;br /&gt;Young and restless..&lt;br /&gt;Living this way..&lt;br /&gt;I stress less ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies ..&lt;br /&gt;The pain sets it and I don't cry ..&lt;br /&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the feeling went away..&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds were dropping and..&lt;br /&gt;The rain forgot how to bring salvation ..&lt;br /&gt;The dogs were whistling a new tune barking at the new moon..&lt;br /&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly one of the best songs i've ever heard...&lt;br /&gt;Great Song.. Thanks Nelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-1204732517783937481?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1204732517783937481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=1204732517783937481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1204732517783937481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/1204732517783937481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-good-things-come-to-end-lyrics-by.html' title='ALL GOOD THINGS (COME TO AN END) lyrics by Nelly Furtado'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-67809545014475884</id><published>2006-12-06T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:39:38.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem Gonna kill me for this... hahahaa</title><content type='html'>Top Reasons Eminem's Wife Filed for Divorce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1- That comment about Elton being "twice the woman" she ever was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2- Caught Eminem fantasizing about killing other women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3- Sick of hiding her love for the Insane Clown Posse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-4- Sure, he talks and raps like a black man, but when he takes down his pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-5- Would rather end up like Nicole Kidman than Nicole SIMPSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-6- Overheard 5-year-old daughter shouting, "Faggot!" while watching "Mr. Rogers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-7- Recently overtaken by a strange and unfamiliar compulsion to live past the age of 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-8- I mean come on, people. . . the dude LOST TO STEELY DAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-9- Thanks to a recent surgery, her head's no longer implanted deep within her own rectum.&lt;br /&gt;...And The Top Reason Eminem's Wife Filed For Divorce. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-10-Sick of dating a rich, famous, abusive bastard. Would like to try a poor, unknown abusive bastard for a&lt;br /&gt;change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-67809545014475884?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/67809545014475884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=67809545014475884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/67809545014475884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/67809545014475884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/top-reasons-eminems-wife-filed-for.html' title='Eminem Gonna kill me for this... hahahaa'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-5279422035387494298</id><published>2006-12-06T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:26:01.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kazee's Vers. of Sweet Dreams *Classic..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RXZwRF6_mLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V5eFLtfOI5g/s1600-h/z.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005311474818586802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RXZwRF6_mLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V5eFLtfOI5g/s320/z.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayy............. FooooOO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-5279422035387494298?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5279422035387494298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=5279422035387494298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5279422035387494298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/5279422035387494298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/kazees-vers-of-sweet-dreams-classic.html' title='Kazee&apos;s Vers. of Sweet Dreams *Classic..'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0rbuS3Bb_M/RXZwRF6_mLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V5eFLtfOI5g/s72-c/z.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-6637056832648935683</id><published>2006-12-03T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T17:54:54.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bann is " Hardo Gay - Kun "</title><content type='html'>And No, i don't spend so much time with Bann anymore.. his intrest in gays and lesbian is way out of my game.. I won't join him cause i'm not gay and to see a friend turn into a sissy gay isn't a good sight.. Proves the phrase "Birds of the same feather flocks together." We don't have the same feathers, so we don't flock together anymore.. oh well.. he is still a guy.. but with a extra feminine type.. i respect and accept who he is now.. BANN IS OFFICIALLY GAY AND HORNY! I mean it!&lt;br /&gt;Bann with his gay horny styles... can carry the Japanese Title of "Hardo Gay-Kun"...&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOO!!!! Okayy.....................  good luck in your transfomation Bann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who says working people has no life? It's just how u manage your time and spend it wisely with the people you love and care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i been doing for the past few days.. other than working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Played back RYL..&lt;br /&gt;-Yam Cha..&lt;br /&gt;-Do some calls or sms... then sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Go Watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;-Go Gym.&lt;br /&gt;-Have a good dinner... Then Sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Working place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;          I hate working in the morning but I got live with it.. I got to wake up at 5 am everyday during my morning shift.. Clock into work at 6 am but i finish much earlier like 2.30 pm.. there is good and bad la.. Cons - Wake up early... Pros- I have time for a lot of things.. I need time to get used to working so freaking early in the morning... even when i study also i wake up at 6 am the earliest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;         The best thing is the whole shop is like a good team.. everyone does everything.. learn about everything.. help around with anything.. It's like no matter what u do... there is always a support behind you... The employees of the whole shop is some like connected... we know each other from outside.. means we were frens before we turn into collegues... hahaha.. so you know la.. when we work.. we work.. When there is nothing much to do.. we joke around... talk and relax.. till customer walks in.. so it's not the work load.. but the thing that's gonna kill you in the shop is boringness.. When everyone is doing something and you are not doing anything.. You have done everything u could do in the shop.. There is nothing else to do anymore.. You will be so sick.. then u start to get restless.. hahaha... as you can see there is not much work load there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not as stressful as what i heard from some previous workers there... STRESS FREE WEI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm really gonna pity those fella who thinks this job is stressful. Suckers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-6637056832648935683?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6637056832648935683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=6637056832648935683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6637056832648935683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/6637056832648935683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/12/bann-is-hardo-gay-kun.html' title='Bann is &quot; Hardo Gay - Kun &quot;'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116430567031295084</id><published>2006-11-24T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T15:46:04.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working@Airport@Fashion Gallery..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.valiramgroup.com/outlets/fashion_gallery.html"&gt;Fashion Gallery@Airport.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working now.. At Fashion Gallery.. Hahahaha... Vliamz in Fashion Line... Doesn't sound like me "does it?".. I'm just trying it out honestly.. I don't know why I am going for Fashion line.. but what the hell.. they are paying good... For a none graduate I'm getting almost 1.6k a month.. What the hell do i care rite? hahaha.. try it out.. It's really something new to me.. I don't care what is hot and in trend.. Now i have to care.. well learning is a part of growing up and the best part is i get good pay.. that's the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future... I don't wanna think about it yet.. but i sure will continue study.. just don't know when only... that's all for now... till next post.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116430567031295084?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.valiramgroup.com/outlets/fashion_gallery.html' title='Working@Airport@Fashion Gallery..'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116430567031295084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116430567031295084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116430567031295084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116430567031295084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/11/workingairportfashion-gallery.html' title='Working@Airport@Fashion Gallery..'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116223303027530414</id><published>2006-10-31T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T04:38:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are More Mild Than Wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/mild.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're confident, and you really aren't concerned with how "hot" you are.&lt;br /&gt;Other people's ideas of what's sexy don't concern you. And this is exactly what makes you attractive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/"&gt;Are You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CDCDC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Values Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C9EAEA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/values.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value loyalty highly.&lt;br /&gt;You're completely devoted to your friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;Even if they totally screw up, you're still there for them.&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure they're equally loyal to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value honesty a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You're honest when you can be, but you aren't a stickler for it.&lt;br /&gt;If a little white lie will make a situation more comfortable, you'll go for it.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you mostly care about "situational integrity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value generosity a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You are all about giving, as long as there's some give and take.&lt;br /&gt;Supportive and kind, you don't mind helping out a friend in need.&lt;br /&gt;But you know when you've given too much. You have no problem saying "no"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value humility a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be an easy going, humble person.&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally your ego takes over.&lt;br /&gt;You have a slight competitive streak - and the need to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value tolerance a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You are open to new cultures, beliefs, and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You have very few prejudices that you're aware of.&lt;br /&gt;And while you are tolerant, you do stand true to what you believe.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/"&gt;The Five Factor Values Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#BFE9FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.&lt;br /&gt;A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEA7B6" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Purity Score: 63% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCED6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/kiss3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing isn't a casual thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lip to lip action makes your heart sing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/"&gt;Kissing Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116223303027530414?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116223303027530414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116223303027530414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116223303027530414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116223303027530414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-more-mild-than-wild-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116207752826136647</id><published>2006-10-29T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T07:26:26.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Two Steps Behind~</title><content type='html'>This song is dedicated to:&lt;br /&gt;The Girls I've Love(I still Love them *winks).&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Memories still remains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Two Steps Behind-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk away if you want to&lt;br /&gt;it's ok, if you need to&lt;br /&gt;you can run, but you can never hide&lt;br /&gt;From the shadow that's creeping up beside you&lt;br /&gt;There's a magic running through your soul&lt;br /&gt;But you can't have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whatever you do)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be two steps behind you&lt;br /&gt;(Wherever you go)&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be there to remind you&lt;br /&gt;that it only takes a minute of your precious time&lt;br /&gt;to turn around and I'll be two steps behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the time&lt;br /&gt;to think about it&lt;br /&gt;Walk the line, you know you just can't fight it&lt;br /&gt;Take a look around and see what you can find&lt;br /&gt;Like the fire that's burning up inside me,&lt;br /&gt;There's a magic running through your soul&lt;br /&gt;But you can't have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whatever you do)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be two steps behind you&lt;br /&gt;(Wherever you go)&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be there to remind you&lt;br /&gt;that it only takes a minute of your precious time&lt;br /&gt;to turn around and I'll be two steps behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a magic running through your soul&lt;br /&gt;but you, you can't have it all&lt;br /&gt;(Whatever you do)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be two steps behind you&lt;br /&gt;(wherever you go)&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be there to remind you&lt;br /&gt;that it only takes a minute of your precious time&lt;br /&gt;To turn around and I'll be two steps behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two steps behind&lt;br /&gt;yeah, baby&lt;br /&gt;two steps behind&lt;br /&gt;ohh, sugar&lt;br /&gt;two steps behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Song by Def Leppard-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116207752826136647?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116207752826136647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116207752826136647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/click_earlyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/click_earlyposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs Up!&lt;br /&gt;This is the Best Movie Ever..&lt;br /&gt;It shows how important life is..&lt;br /&gt;Really meaning full movie..&lt;br /&gt;You will cherish every tiny moment of your life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;br /&gt;Love your love ones and your life.&lt;br /&gt;You will never regret it!&lt;br /&gt;Hahha... Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116165665878241285?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116165665878241285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116165665878241285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116165665878241285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116165665878241285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-of-best-movie-ive-seen.html' title='~One of the Best Movie I&apos;ve seen~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116143432440153300</id><published>2006-10-21T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:27:57.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ The Way of Zen~</title><content type='html'>“Followers of the Way, if you wish to see this Dharma clearly, do not let yourselves be deceived. Whether you turn to the outside or to the inside, whatever you encounter, kill it. If you meet the Buddha, kill the Buddha; if you meet the patriarchs, kill the patriarchs; if you meet Arhats, kill Arhats; if you meet your parents, kill your parents; if you meet your relatives, kill your relatives; then for the first time you will see clearly. And if you do not depend on things, there is deliverance, there is freedom!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means...&lt;br /&gt;Don't let external enviroment effects who you really are. &lt;br /&gt;Be true to yourself.. there u will fine happiness.. there u will find freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hails..&lt;br /&gt;Drink up to Zen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116143432440153300?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116143432440153300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116143432440153300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116143432440153300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116143432440153300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/10/way-of-zen.html' title='~ The Way of Zen~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116143392306164423</id><published>2006-10-21T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T20:32:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~"For the Love of Life!".~</title><content type='html'>We are born with a Heart to feel life..&lt;br /&gt;We are born with a Brains to understand life..&lt;br /&gt;We are born with a Body to make life..&lt;br /&gt;We are born with a Soul to Love Life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116143392306164423?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116143392306164423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116143392306164423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116143392306164423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116143392306164423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-love-of-life.html' title='~&quot;For the Love of Life!&quot;.~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116134960530998611</id><published>2006-10-20T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T20:25:41.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~A place where I belong?~</title><content type='html'>Here will be my story when I'm in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in KL for 3 months and I find that sense of belonging while I'm there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be honest to all my friends that ask me not to go KL: &lt;br /&gt;" I know what I'm going for when I decide to go KL, I know life is hard there and I know that scumbag will just scam people to benefit himself. I already that into count, not like I'm deaf. The reason why I go there is to know level of difficulties going through life away from home. Sorry to let you down, but no one knows better about me than me, myself. I'm those kind of person who needs to experience things not just to listen. Thanks for the advice, I really appreciate it. If not for all your advice and care, I might be devastated in KL for not preparing for the worst to come. Things really gone out of hands back in KL but I've already prepare to face those things, so seriously your care and advice has already helped me so much. Thanks =)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hell watching those students living in KL. Pity them, really! They need to get a life. Basically they are just extremely lazy. All they would do is just wake up&gt; eat &gt; play &gt;sleep. The only thing which will make them go out of their house is just to eat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, those lazymuthafuckers just take bath, eat, shit, play and sleep. They don't wash their own clothes, they just need to go to the laundry and cost money. The time saved will be use for playing games. So that's how low life they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the worst part about their life in KL, they aren't studying at all. They stop studying for almost 4 years, cause they got kicked out of TARC. They don't want to go home and tell their parents that they are useless bastards who leaching on their parent's hard earn money. I ask them " Why are you doing this to ur parents?" They replied " I know it's no good but everyone is doing it!, I'm afraid my parents might scold me and disappointed in me. " They just don't think ahead about things. Sounds like a culture there to me. Donkeys. Lucky I'm back in Penang now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stay with people like them, you will grow into them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116134960530998611?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116134960530998611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116134960530998611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116134960530998611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116134960530998611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/10/place-where-i-belong.html' title='~A place where I belong?~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116129877496547420</id><published>2006-10-20T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:03:27.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Lovely and Short~</title><content type='html'>Meeting you is my fate,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you is my choice,&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken From A website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116129877496547420?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116129877496547420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116129877496547420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116129877496547420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116129877496547420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/10/lovely-and-short.html' title='~Lovely and Short~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-116061708264390251</id><published>2006-10-12T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:05:13.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Penang. A place I call Home~</title><content type='html'>This will be a post after so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... I don't have time, To ponder about things.&lt;br /&gt;(Maybe i'm just plain lazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in KL for 2 months ade... (don't bother to ask why i work there not penang, It will be another long story which i don't intend to remember the "why i work in KL?").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nothing feels better than home... PENANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i bought the ticket. I'm already full of excitement.(It's for no reason).&lt;br /&gt;Then i was thinking about Laksa, Clubbing, YamCha Session i used to have and how close is it to go from one place to another. My Car! My Friends! My LifeStyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When i'm in the bus for 5 hours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did practically nothing. Excitement fills up my sleep. I just can't wait to see the bridge again and see the coast of Penang where i left it 2 months back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i see it.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;It's totally different, as though it is so much more beautiful and my heart just went AHHHhhhhh.... The lights from one building to another aren't so intense, it's just nice. Asking myself why did i even leave penang at the first place? Practically i'm a&lt;br /&gt;little silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Reach Penang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;I felt Sooooooooo........... AT HOME!&lt;br /&gt;First thing i wanna do is eat!&lt;br /&gt;Went to 7-11(i mean the malay stall nearby, don't be mistaken)&lt;br /&gt;Ordered my long lost.. Penang Teh Ais! And The Juicy.. Nasi Daging Merah!&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot more food i'm looking forward too.. &lt;br /&gt;Just need some time to Penanglize myself up..&lt;br /&gt;It won't take long.. After all I'm still a Penang Kia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Look at this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU... &lt;br /&gt;Yes, You the one who is reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look behind u.. there is no one i'm talking to other than YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           -&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I"M BACK&lt;/span&gt;!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Heart, One Mind, One Soul,&lt;br /&gt;For the Love of Life.&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-116061708264390251?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/116061708264390251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=116061708264390251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116061708264390251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/116061708264390251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/10/penang-place-i-call-home.html' title='~Penang. A place I call Home~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114694483401774860</id><published>2006-05-07T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:05:33.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~A Fine Day~</title><content type='html'>Today is just really a fine day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today.. After a short sleep.. Though it was a short sleep.. Seems like I'm awake.. Maybe it's called the awakening.. I feel that today will be a fine day.. Everything will just work fine.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I do is.. Called up a friend and ask what is she going to do? She says she is going to gurney.. Shop around.. Have a drink.. Then go home.. All by herself.. I was like wow! She is willing to make herself happy.. It's a very big step she took.. I showed her the way.. She did took a big step.. She is walking on her own feet now.. I do feel great! I did touch someone's life with what I've learn.. She is doing a great job.. I'm happy that she doesn't want to hurt herself.. I feel relieve now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to put myself into someone shoe.. To feel how they are feeling.. I believe she love that someone too much that she lost the love for herself and to other people.. Where she is going into the hell within her heart.. She will look fine physically, she will act fine in front of everyone to let everyone knows she is fine.. But deep inside her soul is just emptiness.. She will hate to love.. She will hate the world.. She will let anything sweep her by.. She go with the blowing wind of destiny with the hate she grow to live with.. At that moment no one can help her.. all left lonely.. No one ever knows when she will wake up.. drift away her life.. untill one day she will wake up.. or never will she wake up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will live in self pity.. She hopes that that someone will pity her and go back to her.. The truth is.. That someone won't come back, even if he does come back.. She doesn't want pity love.. She understand that love works both ways.. And now things happen and it won't be the same again.. The feeling is different.. There will still be love there.. she will still love him.. but it doesn't matter now.. It all remains sweet memories to remember.. She will cherish all the sweet moments she had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will now learn to understand life better and never stop doing that.. She will now learn how to love herself better.. Not to be selfish, nor is she selfish.. It's to keep the feeling of love inside herself and prepare to love someone better in the future that deserves the love she has.. Someone who will cherish her and love her.. Never to judge her, but to help her live the life she wants, which is to keep the love mutual in the same time she enjoys it.. The love that never side her nor him.. It's mutual, where things will work together to keep the love alive.. Thats the meaning of life.. That's the meaning of love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you can live the life u want,if you really want it.. When you are lost.. Don't forget I'm always by urside.. Not to judge you, But to help you express who you really are to yourself.. To be honest to yourself.. To be a person to learn how to love yourself and protect yourself.. I guess you have change yourself too much to suit someone and you don't like that.. In hope that by loving someone that way and you will get the love you wanted.. But the far truth is how can you love someone when you don't even love yourself.. It's time to change.. It's time to be yourself.. I believe in you.. You can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't change your life.. You changed your own life.. You don't owe anything to me.. You don't need to do anything to make it up to me nor would i want that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know that I know it might end someday because it's not working both ways.. The reason why i told you to keep trying, is because every relationship has a value to it no matter what happen in your relationship.. There is still something worth fighting for.. Things might change.. Chances are it's slim! I never tell you this because i don't want you to stop the relationship like that.. You were happy during the relationship.. But you must know when to stop trying or you will hurt youself.. You learn everything by yourself, never did i taught you anything.. The only part i try to insist on is not to go into emptiness.. I wouldn't want to see a happy soul ended up dead because she kill herself for nothing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to say to you now is that I'm truly touched by you when you trust me with all your heart, to guide u all the way.. Thanks for letting me in.. Hope you do the same to me next time when i'm in the same state of emptiness.. I want you to be the one who pull me up next time k? It will matter all the world to me if you do that in the future.. Cause i don't want to face the emptiness i've been through.. It nearly killed me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.. everything is fine.. You are safe.. No one can hurt your feelings anymore.. Keep this feeling safe.. That's all that matters most now.. You have your holidays to change your life.. Don't rush things for yourself to change, only when you don't rush to change, you will learn more about yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life now, It's all in your own hands now.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When You Feel The World Let You Down, You Have Let Yourself Down-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-114694483401774860?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114694483401774860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114694483401774860&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114694483401774860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114694483401774860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/05/fine-day.html' title='~A Fine Day~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114354148879030917</id><published>2006-03-28T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:05:49.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Hot Hot Hot~</title><content type='html'>Sickening wheather.. Hot hot hot! siau wan... nowadays not heaven on earth... it's Hell on Earth.. Our Mother Nature is having PMS i think.. or else why the wheather so hot?? I always say wanna cut my hair liau.. wanna cut my hair liau!!! but actually i hope it rains... so that my neck not so hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously u try go out on the hot sunny day and see... WAAAA!! @@ 3 secs only... U feel like dying.. put an egg on the road at 1 pm and see.. The egg will become fried egg ar!! The earth really need tones of lubricant.. Please!! Shower lubricants over the lands!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-114354148879030917?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114354148879030917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114354148879030917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114354148879030917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114354148879030917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/hot-hot-hot.html' title='~Hot Hot Hot~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114335689374852545</id><published>2006-03-26T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:06:25.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Free~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/lightban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/lightban.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~FREE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how it would feel to be free &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could break all the chains holdin' me &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say all the things that I should say &lt;br /&gt;Say 'em loud, say 'em clear &lt;br /&gt;For the whole wide world to hear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could share all the love that's in my heart &lt;br /&gt;Remove all doubts that keep us apart &lt;br /&gt;And I whish you could know how it feels to be me &lt;br /&gt;Then you'd see and agree that every man should be free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how it would feel to be free &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could break all the chains holdin' me &lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could say all the things that I wanna say &lt;br /&gt;Say 'em loud, say 'em clear &lt;br /&gt;For the whole wide world to hear &lt;br /&gt;Say 'em loud, say 'em clear &lt;br /&gt;For the whole wide world to hear &lt;br /&gt;Say 'em loud, say 'em clear &lt;br /&gt;For the whole wide world to hear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love, one God, one life &lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you should &lt;br /&gt;One life, with eachother &lt;br /&gt;Sisters, brothers &lt;br /&gt;One life, but we're not the same &lt;br /&gt;We got to carry eachother, carry eachother &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how it would feel to be free &lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how it would feel to be free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-114335689374852545?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114335689374852545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114335689374852545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114335689374852545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114335689374852545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/free.html' title='~Free~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114302045462403985</id><published>2006-03-22T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:06:45.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~College Lecturers~</title><content type='html'>I took 4 subjects this semester...&lt;br /&gt;1.Macroeconomics&lt;br /&gt;2.Pasific Studies&lt;br /&gt;3.Personal Management a.k.a Human Resource&lt;br /&gt;4.Global Marketing Enviroment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about the lecturers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate 1.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Sarah..&lt;br /&gt;A young lecturer with nice body.. Man u should see her in the class wearing tight malay clothes.. You just wouldn't say a thing in her class.. when she shout "Look at me! Don't Talk when I'm talking!"... You will just shut up and open ur eyes wide and look at her... no no! i mean you will just look at her.. her class is cool.. just don't talk.. everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate 2.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Nadia&lt;br /&gt;Okies.. The rule she enforce is mostly don't be late to class.. She is strict for that.. Speacially when u are late! U can die as she uses her superman-like eyes to kill you.. other than that.. she is quite ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate 3.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Seow&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say about her.. Hope she don't fail people by using her heart.. If she doesn't like you as in look down on you.. She will fail you if it's possible to be done.. I have my past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate 4.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Jason Lee&lt;br /&gt;No problem in his class.. I like his style how he conduct his class.. This one of the best lecturer i ever seen.. Very Profession.. Very Wise.. Very Motivating.. You will not fall asleep, you won't be bored as he is a dynamic speaker. Very Humble! If there is a grammy for best lecturer in Disted.. I will Vote for him! Hails to Jason Lee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-114302045462403985?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114302045462403985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114302045462403985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114302045462403985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114302045462403985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/college-lecturers.html' title='~College Lecturers~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114287854110159082</id><published>2006-03-21T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:07:08.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Why do so much when we are going to die one day?~</title><content type='html'>It hurts to care..&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know..&lt;br /&gt;Just ignore..&lt;br /&gt;and let it go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times and times the world has fail to show me love..&lt;br /&gt;Yet Love is the fantastic part of our life..&lt;br /&gt;To spread the love is to heal life..&lt;br /&gt;I shall hold my whole life doing so..&lt;br /&gt;I understand things might not go my way..&lt;br /&gt;It's just about my passion and my love for life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may ask "why do so much when u will die someday?"&lt;br /&gt;Yes there are this kind of people.. Don't know how old they are already.. Still ask this kind of question.. Why not they kill themselves when they are young.. why ask now? After all the love and care people give u, u ask this type of question? GOT HEART? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly those who is sick of life.. Please if u ask this question... I only got 3 answers to help you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Let yourself into the suffering of solitudeness.. then come out when u know what is love.. For u are the selfish ones.. You love only yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Die! For you don't love yourself and others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Try Understanding this&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; "For the Love of Life!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are born with a Heart to feel life..&lt;br /&gt;We are born with a Brains to understand life..&lt;br /&gt;We are born with a Body to make life..&lt;br /&gt;We are born with a Soul to Love Life..&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/15002606-114287854110159082?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114287854110159082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114287854110159082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114287854110159082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114287854110159082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-do-so-much-when-we-are-going-to.html' title='~Why do so much when we are going to die one day?~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114167842267716102</id><published>2006-03-07T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:07:53.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~My Star..~</title><content type='html'>My Star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more to nights...&lt;br /&gt;But the nothingness..&lt;br /&gt;Gloomy and lifeless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone is well asleep in peace..&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about my lonely life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark..&lt;br /&gt;I look up through the dark skies..&lt;br /&gt;In search of a guide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see her in the skies..&lt;br /&gt;Shines as much as she could..&lt;br /&gt;Just to light up my lonely night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving me life..&lt;br /&gt;Hopes and Love..&lt;br /&gt;Making my world feel so light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World is such a beautiful place..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh of happiness breath into the skies..&lt;br /&gt;Hoping this moment will stays forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling the world...&lt;br /&gt;What's more to life without my stars...&lt;br /&gt;For the my star is you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V'Liamz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-114167842267716102?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114167842267716102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114167842267716102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114167842267716102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114167842267716102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-star.html' title='~My Star..~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114143629788840002</id><published>2006-03-04T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:08:12.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Fix You - Coldplay~</title><content type='html'>When you try your best but you don't succeed &lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need &lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face &lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace &lt;br /&gt;when you love some one but it goes to waste &lt;br /&gt;could it be worse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones &lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high up above or down below &lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go &lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know &lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones &lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace &lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones &lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-114143629788840002?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114143629788840002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114143629788840002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114143629788840002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114143629788840002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/03/fix-you-coldplay.html' title='~Fix You - Coldplay~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-114110911369105822</id><published>2006-02-28T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T14:45:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Guys</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 months, there are just nothing nice to say about.. Things happens everywhere from near to far.. What can you do but to sit and watch.. Hopelessly watching one by one being hurt.. Me myself also went into a few bad incident.. I wish i can do something about it.. -You can't prevent it, If u don't know what it is-&lt;br /&gt;I guess everything is over! There are more good to come and lesser sh1t in the future!... The whole year will be fine guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-114110911369105822?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/114110911369105822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=114110911369105822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114110911369105822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/114110911369105822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-guys.html' title='Hey Guys'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113672748604740911</id><published>2006-01-08T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:53:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce 2005</title><content type='html'>January.. &lt;br /&gt;I join my first Multi-Level Marketing, Omega Trend. Started back in Nov 2004. Didn't work that well for me. Those who are doing MLM now, no matter which company u are in, hope u do ur best in it. Don't believe when they say "It's simple! It's Easy! Just Join!". There is no easy money in the world other than it comes from ur parents.&lt;br /&gt;So if u join already, please do ur very best in it, put ur effort in it and u shall see the many blessing of ur efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February &amp; March..&lt;br /&gt;Did basicly nothing.. Working at SRS.. untill the middle of the month.. I went to Australia for 3 weeks. That's the first time 19 year old kid ever get out of South- East Asia. It's the best trip ever.. The wheather there is fantastic.. Just very cooling.. Fantastic People who are THE most Friendly, Out-Going and Caring.. I miss those word u will hear among Autralians.. "Hey Mate!" &amp; "No worries".. haha.. I guess those words makes me feel closer to them.. I went to many places to.. Erm.. Vineyard for wine tasting.. Fruits Farms.. The many gardens in Melbourne.. The Crown.. and my cousin brought me to meet with some of his friends from the crikett team.. yea they are cool people.. erm.. Oh ya.. My Favorite outing in Australia is still BBQ.. They have many many BBQ pits in Australia.. EVERY GARDEN has a few pits.. They supply firewood, u don't need to pay.. all u need to do is just bring firestarter, lighter, yourself and the food.. U can have a fantastic family day there.. It's really good! Maybe coz the food taste better BBQ than eating in the Restaurants.. There is one thing for sure Australia doesn't have is the quality of Malaysia Food!! I miss Laksa when i'm in Australia.. I crave for it.. The food is really tasteless or too fruity! Even the tea has orange, papaya, watermelon, rose smell.. Blueekk!! I choke on that.. No more Australian Tea.. No wonder Australian don't go yam cha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April..&lt;br /&gt;Went back to study.. Taking Diploma in Business Studies at Disted Stamford.. I'm still there.. It isn't really that expensive if u study well.. Don't ever fail a subject in Disted.. There is no resit, there is only retake.. So if u fail, u might have to pay for another extra semester.. I have experience and u can learn from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May..&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure what i did.. if i don't remember means nothing much.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June..&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! My Birthday.. Went out to gurney.. Sang at redbox(i think*).. Ok ok.. that is not so important.. The important thing is I RECEIVE PRESENT from my college friends!!! A t-shirt.. Man.. i don't know how much it cost.. it must be expensive! Coz it's from my friends and I LIKE IT! Thanks guys! hahaha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July..&lt;br /&gt;I receive my results.. Like i say don't fail a subject.. Moody month.. Nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of buying a present for someone.. but well that person isn't around in Malaysia.. So forget about it.. I only miss this year present.. Been giving i just got to get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aug..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Jimmy.. A friend of mine back then.. Said he wanna start a Internet Cafe.. So we done lots of planning.. Discussion.. Very exciting Month of planning and stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;How and what the Internet Cafe will be.. Dreams and Hopes was born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September..&lt;br /&gt;Saw the shop and everything.. Everything is just cool.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October..&lt;br /&gt;We still haven't receive our first month pay after our dedication to the meetings and Plannings.. Kinda pissed off.. That Ass delay my pay.. asswipe.. all my plannings and everything screw up! JUST SCREW UP! if u know me.. u will know i don't like plans screw up.. worst if it's things i can't control.. VERY BAD MOOD MONTH! Sorry to all my buddies.. just isn't in a mood.. thanks for staying cool with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November.. &lt;br /&gt;The Ass Kicked our ass off the effort we done.. " The management will be assisted by Warnet".. It's suppose to dissapoint me.. But i was laughing my ass off when he said that.. It really makes me feel how stupid i was not to see the internet cafe isn't gonna happen.. When i think of it.. I'm actually laughing at myself.. Can't imagine how dumb i was.. The lesson to learn is.. -No black and white don't do shit!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i feel my shoulder had been lighten.. No so much pressure since i don't have responsibility on the internet cafe anymore.. Feel good Month! Better when i got contact with my ex-gf.. Can u imagine i didn't call her after 2 years? She didn't change her number.. i just didn't call her.. And yeah we have a long chat.. Laugh at the past.. She was a part of who i am now.. I appreciate it very much that we got contacted again.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December..&lt;br /&gt;The best month.. Just finish my exams.. Went out clubbing on Mei Hui's birthday.. It's not really nice(Check my earlier post)  but it was the night where my cancer is just go away.. A night where my worries and fear goes away.. Words unspoken deep whithin me was release that night.. A new born man now.. I more friends of mine can see the happier person i am now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last and not least..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna Thank Jon for ur understanding, support and guidance that i need to be a better person.. Knowing the person u are.. It's just not a mistake.. There is more to you than just a friend.. I'm proud of the person i am now.. And will do better, this i promise u and (to my parents(silently) who have gave a lot of hope into me).. thanks Jon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bann.. Thanks for believing in me.. I know every kang tao u have u will always share with me.. I guess we have build enuf trust in the friendship.. We the same intrests which is to question life.. For we know there is something more to life.. But i know we seek life in different aspect.. I believe u question life by "What's more to life?".. I question life by "What's the meaning of life?".. that's the different about us i guess.. Well.. See you at the top! Future Patners in Business.. Woohoo! and yeah.. Whatever makes u happy.. =p hahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul.. Congrats on becoming a Lecturer.. Hope u do well in ur pursueing ur teaching.. I know u will do very well, this i believe is what u do well.. Haha.. We will be hearing people calling u Cikgu! Hahha.. Sounds cool.. My KL friends also call u Cikgu... Man makes u sound damn old wei.. hahahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deserts.. Though we have our seperate ways.. We are still contacting each other.. The Spirit of Desert still remains deep in my memories.. Proud of u guys! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Friends..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your support in college.. There is just something with u guys which makes you guys looks so speacial.. The support and everything seems unlimited, Caring people, it's just so hard to find people like u guys.. For some outings i didn't attend i beg for ur forgiveness.. I will try to make it up to you guys.. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure your every support on me will not go into vain.. I'm one more year smarter.. I shall learn and grow to be a better man this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you feel the world has let you down, You have let yourself down-&lt;br /&gt;... Stand up and fight for Your Life, You Owe Yourself to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«[V]liamz»&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113672748604740911?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113672748604740911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113672748604740911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113672748604740911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113672748604740911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2006/01/reminisce-2005.html' title='Reminisce 2005'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113570693694522673</id><published>2005-12-28T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:09:00.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone.. Check it out!</title><content type='html'>FRONT&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/12640_MotImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/12640_MotImage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/12643_MotImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/12643_MotImage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine tune your mobile phone experience with the Motorola SLVR – the ultimate in sleek, super slim mobile craftsmanship.  Bluetooth® wireless technology provides hands-free connections and Push-to-Talk (PTT)** connects you to work groups and friends with supreme ease.  For fun, capture and view still and moving images, which come to life on the mobile’s spacious color screen.  With up to 512 megabytes (MB) of TransFlash™ expandable memory, it’s easy to store favorite multimedia files – the possibilities are endless. But, your mobile phone choice is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biz Whiz&lt;br /&gt;When it’s time to work, utilize the mobile’s speakerphone for conference calls on the go.  The Motorola SLVR features SCREEN3, an innovative technology solution from Motorola that gives you zero-click access to news, sports, entertainment, and other premium content directly from your mobile device home screen – no buttons to push, no browsers to launch. Motorola's SCREEN3 puts fresh content at your fingertips.  And, be sure to stay in sync – Bluetooth technology provides wire-free connections to compatible Bluetooth-enabled PCs and PDAs for simple sharing of calendars, contacts and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save It &amp; Play It&lt;br /&gt;Capture events in real time with video and audio and then share with friends and family via Multimedia Messaging Service (MMS)*.  This savvy mobile is more than just a productivity tool – use it as your vehicle for self-expression. Ultra thin is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMARY OF FEATURES:&lt;br /&gt;• Sleek, super-thin design without sacrificing advanced functionality&lt;br /&gt;• PTT with icon presence indicators for one-touch connections**&lt;br /&gt;• Integrated VGA camera with 4x zoom and video capture and playback&lt;br /&gt;• Bluetooth Class 2 for hands-free connectivity&lt;br /&gt;• MP3 player to store, repeat, shuffle and play favorite tunes; 22Khz polyphonic speaker&lt;br /&gt;• Up to 512 MB or removable TransFlash memory&lt;br /&gt;• WAP 2.0&lt;br /&gt;• Downloadable wallpaper, screensaver and MP3 ringtones*&lt;br /&gt;• J2ME™ MIDP 2.0&lt;br /&gt;• Integrated hands-free speakerphone&lt;br /&gt;• Messaging via MMS*, IM Wireless Village* and email (POP3, SMTP)*&lt;br /&gt;• Motorola's SCREEN3 technology solution featuring zero-click access to news, sports, entertainment, and other premium content.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Motorola SLVR is expected to be available in Q3 2005. For more information on pricing and product availability in your region, please check with your local Motorola representative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113570693694522673?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113570693694522673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113570693694522673&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113570693694522673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113570693694522673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/phone-check-it-out.html' title='Phone.. Check it out!'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113494283598022493</id><published>2005-12-19T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T05:56:47.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mei Hui's Birthday.... 14th Dec</title><content type='html'>Yea... as i say it's mei hui's birthday... as in Chan Mei Hui... Well i went pick up my pal Jon from his house then we went for a dinner in Mount Erskine... After some chat, we went off to gurney plaza to meet my old friends... Shiang and friends... And the one i miss alot... XinYing... She is so different now... Her hair, skin, eyes.. It's just Stunning! Well i didn't make it so obious coz well i have my pride to keep.. but my heart just keep beating faster... haha... Well we had a little hand shake and the past sweet memories came flashing by... That's the second time i ever touch her soft hands... The last time was the first and the last... well let's not brag about it.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well... we end up playing pool.. I played with Nick(shiang's bf)for 2 rounds... and i just found out that my snooker and pool skills had passed me by... Pretty frastrated coz i wasted my money on snooker and pool for the past few years and all i have now is lousy shots! i mean really LOUSY SHOTS!...=(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pity Jon... he was just sitting there looking at us... But i guess he had good time laughing at me... IT"S NOT FARNY! aih.... well... the girls played too after that... We had good time anyway... except the other guys who aren't paying attention to the game... It's fun to see girls play pool, it isn't fun paying... But oh well... Watever makes them happy~! u know wat i mean? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then we went to chill out to meet up with Mei Hui... We met up with her friends.. I know one of them Tatt and the other new guy is Chris.. We was waiting for everyone to arrive.. well... well... well... well... we waited and waited... then i felt they are so gay... gurney plaza and gurney hotel isn't far.. to prove it.. Look!! the similiarity.. it both beholds the name of Gurney.. well i'm just being sarcastic. Don't listen to me.. haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well after everyone arrived... then we can't go in! WE CAN"T GO IN!!! zzz.. then we try to go thru Mambo... I bought tickets coz some of them already open bottle.. so i was pretty sure we can go in.. Then when we tried to go in... The bouncer wouldn't let us in.. U can't imagine how pissed i was... This is the first time i paid and they tell me i can't go in! Wat kind of business are they running? At least refund lar!! zzz... We manage to go in at the end thanks to my aquintance.. paiseh i forget his name d... it was bann's friend... well he is good.. he still remembers me... haha.. Then we came out to see if the others went in or not.. We meet up with them outside and they seem like they got a plan.. So, we was chilling with heinekken in both of our hands.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Chris came and approach Jon for a sip of his heinekken.. after taking a sip.. He just ran into the club with the heinekken... We was like.. HEY!! my heinekken!!! we also went in chasing after them... Guess wat.. they are ghost! the moment we are inside.. we lost them! Lucky we saw mei hui and she brought us to the table... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it starts to get interesting... Forgive me Mei Hui! haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The moment we reach the table.. We saw Chris drinking the beer and cheers around with his mates.. Then i turn to Jon.. Man u should see the face... Jon walk towards him and tell him that it was his beer and chris finished it.. All Jon gets was a word sorry! Chris didn't even offer to buy a beer or even offer to share his drink with him.. Man... He is an @SS! Not only that... Imagine this.. I was talking to a girl.. And wat he did is just interupt the conversation and stuff his bloody ass in the middle of us! Can u imagine that? Oh well.. Some people just can't seem to leave people alone when they are having a good time chatting.. For goodness sake... I didn't talk to Ying for ages, and now u stuff ur ass in the middle of us? Your Brains  comes from your Bottom? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a moment i was cooling off... enjoying the music and try to cool down.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Out of no where came Mei Hui.. Then that chris went to her and dance with her.. U should look at the way he dance.. Like a Jerk.. (Sorry i couldn't help it)&gt;&lt;... at first i tot he was gay.. lucky he show that he got some feelings for Mei Hui.. We guys know when a guy is interested in another girl.. i just couldn't be bothered coz Mei Hui doesn't care less about him either.. So i continue talking to ying have a good time.. The place get crowded and there is no where i can sit other than the Bench where an old couple was siting.. I asked if i could sit there then i just sat there.. The auntie was a nice lady he offered Jon to sit too.. well Jon was enjoying himself.. he just don't feel like sitting.. everything was cool after that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OUT OF NO WHERE... came chris again.. He just throw himself on the bench... Oh man.. He is totall failure in mixing around.. He is so naive! Use ur brains la Chris! The two old couple sat there for a long time already.. At least have the courtesy to ask whether or not he can sit there! Not just throwing himself onto the bench... ZZzzz man.. Somemore he is with us.. well Chris if ur face is so tick? at least know that our face is not as thick as urs.. We are not u! Where u come from? i forget to ask.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well forget about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pity Mei Hui la.. she got knock off by JD... haha.. She is pretty good at first.. Well untill a few moments later she hugged Ying.. Well i thought she is cool.. She is a sweet person.. God knows.. She was drunk.. She drank too much i guess.. Well i offer her my sit next to Chris.. Once she sat down.. Chris hold her hands and put his arms around her.. I don't need to say much.. U know wat i am saying.. imagine if Mei Hui got a bf.. Imagine what happen to Chris if her bf saw that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think i shall not brag too much... It makes me sick... He is just wrong... To all the girls in the world.. Please choose ur Bf carefully.. Mei Hui if u ever read this thread.. Please forgive me.. It's just i can't stand it any longer and he really pissed me off.. the beer, he stuff his ass in the middle.. Others, i couldn't be bothered... I will never go clubbing with him.. He is not acting right to me and my friends.. He is lucky i still treat him well after that night.. THanks for reading.. haha it's alright.. i'm cool now.. thanks for reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Other than Chris.. Everything was just great.. Cheers to the lady of the night! Thanks i have a great time... =) See you around Mei Hui... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113494283598022493?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113494283598022493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113494283598022493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113494283598022493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113494283598022493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/mei-huis-birthday-14th-dec.html' title='Mei Hui&apos;s Birthday.... 14th Dec'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113443232569937699</id><published>2005-12-13T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:05:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Understand</title><content type='html'>I Don't Understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;Why you did this to me,&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanted to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it hurts like hell,&lt;br /&gt;To think you felt so terrible,&lt;br /&gt;And couldn't even tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't understand,&lt;br /&gt;It was just so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to leave me,&lt;br /&gt;As though you don't belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel so empty,&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I turn,&lt;br /&gt;There's always something missing,&lt;br /&gt;For you I always yearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts me very much&lt;br /&gt;That you didn't say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Just left one day without me,&lt;br /&gt;Left me here to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you felt things were that bad,&lt;br /&gt;That you just gave up everything&lt;br /&gt;You ever knew or had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't there,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here all alone,&lt;br /&gt;You left, it's just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand,&lt;br /&gt;How could you die&lt;br /&gt;When I need you so much? &lt;br /&gt;In return, you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you took your life away,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make it without you,&lt;br /&gt;It will never be okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to someone very &lt;br /&gt;special, I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113443232569937699?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113443232569937699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113443232569937699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113443232569937699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113443232569937699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-understand.html' title='I Don&apos;t Understand'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113439902404834240</id><published>2005-12-12T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:50:24.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vliamz... Buying new phone!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/12642_MotImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/12642_MotImage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/12639_MotImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/12639_MotImage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalisation / Fun Features &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Slim profile : surprisingly slim and chic  &lt;br /&gt;  Scratch-resistant glass display &lt;br /&gt;  Integrated Digital VGA Camera with 4 x Digital Zoom and light &lt;br /&gt;  Alert types : enjoy pre-loaded MP3 ring tones and J2ME™ games or download your favorites &lt;br /&gt;  Video capture and playback with sound : H.263, MPEG4, 3GPP &lt;br /&gt;  Downloadable images and animations : download screensavers, images, animations and sounds &lt;br /&gt;  MP3 Ringtones : enjoy pre-loaded MP3 ring tones or download your favourite &lt;br /&gt;  PTT: Dedicated Operator Portal Key : push to talk instantly with individuals or groups &lt;br /&gt;  Polyphonic Ringtones &lt;br /&gt;  J2ME™ Games : enjoy pre-loaded J2ME games or download  &lt;br /&gt;  USB Connection Port : enhanced mini USB connector (EMU) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Call Management Features &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Picture caller ID : see who’s calling with picture caller ID  &lt;br /&gt;  Phonebook : manage your personal information with a 500-entry phone book &lt;br /&gt;  In-built Hands-free Speaker Phone &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Messaging Features &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  MMS (Picture / photo + text + sound) : allows you to send photos, video clips, text and sounds  &lt;br /&gt;  EMS &amp; MMS Messaging &lt;br /&gt;  Instant Messaging : Wireless Village &lt;br /&gt;  EMS 5.0 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Lifestyle Features &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Bluetooth® Technology : connect to compatible Bluetooth® enabled PCs, headsets and other devices wirelessly  &lt;br /&gt;  SCREEN 3 ™ : delivers news, weather and more when your phone is not in use &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Performance Features &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Tri Band : GSM coverage3, GPRS operation  &lt;br /&gt;  Bands : Tri-Band &lt;br /&gt;  Talktime : up to approximately 350 minutes &lt;br /&gt;  Standby Time : up to approximately 345 hours &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Data Features &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  GPRS : Class 10 (2U/4D)  &lt;br /&gt;  Browser : 128 x 160, up to 65K colors CSTN &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Technical Specifications &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Colour Display : vivid 65K color display for viewing images and video clips  &lt;br /&gt;  Internal Memory : up to 10MB of built-in memory &lt;br /&gt;  Volume : 56cc &lt;br /&gt;  Weight : 86g &lt;br /&gt;  Dimensions : 113 x 49 x 10.9mm &lt;br /&gt;  FOTA : firmware update over the air (FOTA) &lt;br /&gt;  Form Factor - Candy Bar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113439902404834240?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113439902404834240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113439902404834240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113439902404834240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113439902404834240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/vliamz-buying-new-phone.html' title='Vliamz... Buying new phone!!'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113420891800823476</id><published>2005-12-10T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:10:56.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/Innuendo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/Innuendo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti&lt;br /&gt;by Innuendo&lt;br /&gt;album:  &lt;br /&gt;Bintang bintang di kayangan&lt;br /&gt;Lembut sang bayu&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa bulan di awangan yang tinggi&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa bayangmu&lt;br /&gt;Andainya tiada ketukan kayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika mimpi dihapuskan&lt;br /&gt;Hancurlah lagu&lt;br /&gt;Walau kita dipisah laut biru&lt;br /&gt;Walau kau jauh&lt;br /&gt;Lihatlah angkasa&lt;br /&gt;Kan terubat rasa rindu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Seindah malam ini&lt;br /&gt;Lazimnya tiada tandingan&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga kupandang wajahmu&lt;br /&gt;Hilanglah perasaan hiba di hati ini&lt;br /&gt;Terpadam rindu bila kau kembali&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau kembali nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan duduk sendirian&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau sayu&lt;br /&gt;Kalau pungguk bersahutan&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kau tahu kurindukan suara &lt;br /&gt;Segeralah kepadaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejenak malam itu&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat ku bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak malam itu&lt;br /&gt;Hilanglah kisah kisah duka&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau kembali&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau kembali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seindah malam ini&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan menunggu mu &lt;br /&gt;Bila engkau kembali nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehadiran dirimu suatu hari nanti&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau kembali nanti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113420891800823476?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113420891800823476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113420891800823476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113420891800823476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113420891800823476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/nanti-by-innuendo-album-bintang.html' title=''/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113399584526036256</id><published>2005-12-08T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T06:53:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geminian Rulezzz!!</title><content type='html'>Today went out with my desert brothers... It's very fun... well we go for a movie and dinner.. then go back... Hey! watch it! i know u think is normal... wipe it out of ur mind now~! DON"T THINK! just believe me... it's very fun! I haven't go for a movie for ages d... and somemore we brothers never go out together for a long time.. well it's not fully everyone cause some have their own life to go with.. but still!! it's an outing.. after knowing this... u can't blame me for saying "it's very fun" rite?... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well.. for todays topic... hmm... how shall i start? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If u have been reading my blog... u should know i'm a confuse kid. Well suddenly i got wisdom from somewhere telling me why i'm a confuse kid... there is a reason to it.. u know why? coz all along i'm trying to be someone.. (not u la Jon)Don't even think of it!.. well i wanna be someone who is a lame arse then suddenly become someone great.. (now u think... why the hell this fella wanna do this)... it's for me to know. Well this is where i became confuse.. not clear who i am.. and often i regret doing things... yea.. call me silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well as i say i wanna be a lame arse and still achieve things.. it can work! i still believe it can work.. but i came to an extend, instead of acting like one.. i became one.. without me knowing it.. yea it's pretty messed up.. ARGGhh!!! I should be focus enaugh next time.. aha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have a plan for this, i would like to share it here.. There are 2 main key words to achive this god-like person(at least i think it's god like).. coz it's not easy.. ok ok.. look.. 2 code to sucess.. THANKFUL.AMBITIOUS.... For those understand what i say, i guess u don't need to read below... u already smarter than me.. so keep ur egocentric.. it's fine with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. just joking.. relax.. i just can't help it being sarcastic.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thankful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be thankful for the things u have now. Be happy and live with it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ambitious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream BIG! Dream the whole world if u can... Make sure it's achievable and u will extremely happy and satisfy u all over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/80194514188080_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/80194514188080_0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;CONTENT BELOW ARE NOT FOR RETARDS AND BIG BABIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BOOSTER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BE GREEDY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part is a bit difficult to understand.. U need this role.. This role is everything u need to be who u wanna be.. Take this role as an urge to keep u motivated.. There are other way, but not powerful enaugh(at least not for me)..&lt;br /&gt;Try keeping ur greedy to a controled lvl.. don't over do it.. or else u will be a greedy person.. This is a booster coz if a greedy person wants something, he will persevere and determine and he will get it no matter what! Here is the twist.. KEEP THIS IN MIND... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give a thought on everything u about to do before doing it... plan everything &lt;br /&gt;2. Weight ur decision on how it will effect the people around u..&lt;br /&gt;3. Weight ur decision on will and how your plan will turn agaisnts u...&lt;br /&gt;4. Decide ur which plan u gonna carry on with..&lt;br /&gt;5. Impliment ur plan.. DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;6. Evaluate ur plan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF IT DOESN"T TURN THE WAY LIKE U THOUGHT IT WOULD BE&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Go back to step 1.. u won't feel lazy or demotivated.. &lt;br /&gt;Cause you are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEDY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; REMEMBER?(Got the idea?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This role is really hard to coupe with.. not recommended for everyone(don't use it if u aren't clear).. Forget about it.. It's dangerous! Bad for health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously not recommended&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Heed my advice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For those thrill seeker.. Spice up your way to success with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who think this plan won't work. It's gonna kill me. I will be so messed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. i will.. my intuition tells me so... why i'm a born as a gemini if i don't use my dual personality for good?... still don't believe me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WATCH ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vliamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113399584526036256?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113399584526036256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113399584526036256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113399584526036256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113399584526036256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/geminian-rulezzz.html' title='Geminian Rulezzz!!'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113366112818731735</id><published>2005-12-04T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T09:52:08.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life....</title><content type='html'>I'm really stressed out on what happen out of a sudden!&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it's happening...&lt;br /&gt;The moment i found out untill now... i still can't believe it's happening...&lt;br /&gt;well.. i shall not put so much hope now on, to things i can't control..&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is the weakness of an out-going person.. Gave all my best on it... Now it doesn't matter anymore... zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well life always has a lesson to be learned i guess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get back to the topic hahahhaa.... blog hunting... yea that's rite... blog hunting... think blog hunting... (forget what i was gonna say).. hold on.. let me flash back.... hmmm.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i was so stress out that i can't study.. i came online to chat with a few friends of mine... and well my new current job now is blog hunter.. i hunt for blogs.. to search the secret of many many miracles of life.. ignore me... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yea u read their life... Sometimes u feel sad for them, some makes u miss them, some makes u jealous of them, some make u realise things and some makes u love them so much that u wanna kick their arse bye bye.. haha js jk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feel happy that most of my friends does blog... listening to how their life had change from where i remember them in penang.. really makes me glad.. well everyone has their own life now... Of coz i have my life now... sometimes it makes u wanna go back in time.. and make things right for the wrong things u have done.. This is the power humans had not achieve yet.. haha.. forgive me i love to dwell in time.. Lost and confuse kid i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalallalala... just feeling gladly content today lol... hope to see and have a little yam cha with them.. and just chat chat chat all the way with them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i flash back... it seems my life had change becoz of a few people... i don't really need to name them.. they know who they are as i continue this paragraph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd... was force by my mom... that's how i ended up in pfs.. well my mom actually made me hate study so much... it's a long story.. i serious don't hate study... U don't believe me don't ya? hahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i learn more about life.. and know why i must study hard when i met my first love.. to provide better life for my family in the future.. Well it was just a short moment of lesson untill she broke up with me for reasons which i couldn't accept.. I live with it till now.. Still have the feeling of hatred towards her.. Honestly! She made me an emo person.. She is the one who made me question life so much.. This is a good thing.. I love to understand life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i met my 2nd girlfriend... This is when i learn what i do effects the people around u.. Don't be too into something that isn't there.. Do spend time with your treasured ones.. Appreciate &amp; Love them dearly... For they will leave u, If u forsaken them.. it makes things even worst for me when she left me.. Knowing the fact it was my mistake that she left.. That's when i learn to hate myself.. Then i learn to live in Solitude.. The good thing is... It motivates me to learn about life and improve myself to provide better for my love ones and people around me.. Thus i start by learning how to love my friends and family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when i met with The Deserts... haha... this folks are brothers to me.. There is a mass amount of over dose friendship in there... Trust, Care, Love, Fun, Dreams and oh my god... U just name it!!! hahahaha... This is pure friendship.. HELL YEA!! Man those were the times rite guys? hahaha... it makes me smile thinking about them.. Which makes me learn how to appreciate people around me while they are with you... Cause we have our own road to choose now... It's all different.. but Glory Memories of Deserts still remains fresh in my mind... I Believe it's the same with all Brothers In Deserts Org. Untill now.. i can't see anyone like us outside there.. It's something speacial to have and be cherish forever.. Thanks Brothers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now? I'm in college... Bringing all that i've learn from my friends and those girls that effects my life... Now i'm trying very much to contact them.. Wanna thank them and appreciate them.. For they made the person i am now.. I'm very much proud who i am now.. thanks to them.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if don't realise every point of life there is someone there for u.. at this moment.. i have some buddies who i spend time and share my dreams with.. I have a mentor who i very much respect and appreciate for sharing his thoughts.. Man.. There is so many people to thank for.. I just wanna thank everyone that i know for what they had done for me.. it really very much effect who i am.. and i'm proud of who i am now.. and i intend to be better.. For i won't waste ur effort u gave to me... I will be a better man everyday in the name of friendship and love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't change the fact that i HATE the world... but i guess what the hell life is if everything is so damn perfect.. haha... now i am still learning to be Mr. Brightside(i find it hard to do so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much love to contact every little friends and girls now... so that we can have a drink and chat.. That's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just writing whatever comes into my mind.. sorry if i miss out anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113366112818731735?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113366112818731735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113366112818731735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113366112818731735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113366112818731735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-life.html' title='My life....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113360800989960872</id><published>2005-12-03T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:06:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Listen To Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;By. DHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Listen To Your Heart"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's something in the wake of your smile.&lt;br /&gt;I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.&lt;br /&gt;You've built a love but that love falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;Your little piece of heaven turns too dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;when he's calling for you.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you're going&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;but listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;before you tell him goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.&lt;br /&gt;They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of belonging to your dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;when he's calling for you.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you're going&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;but listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;before you tell him goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are voices&lt;br /&gt;that want to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;So much to mention&lt;br /&gt;but you can't find the words.&lt;br /&gt;The scent of magic,&lt;br /&gt;the beauty that's been&lt;br /&gt;when love was wilder than the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;when he's calling for you.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you're going&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;but listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;before you tell him goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart, mm-mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you're going&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;but listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;before you tell him goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113360800989960872?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113360800989960872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113360800989960872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113360800989960872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113360800989960872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/lyrics.html' title='Lyrics'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113354724492510492</id><published>2005-12-03T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T17:55:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Killed By Society&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scream,&lt;br /&gt;No one hears you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cry,&lt;br /&gt;No one sees you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are scared,&lt;br /&gt;No one cares about you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sad,&lt;br /&gt;No one feels you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are lonely,&lt;br /&gt;No one is there for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are killed,&lt;br /&gt;Left rotten on the floor, &lt;br /&gt;Souless..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by,&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113354724492510492?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113354724492510492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113354724492510492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113354724492510492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113354724492510492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/killed.html' title='Killed...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113346542820649809</id><published>2005-12-02T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T04:12:55.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World is a beautiful place....</title><content type='html'>To enjoy reading this.. please follow this and do as u are told ^()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Mother gave birth to a child with eyes, ears, mouth, nose and body parts.. wat the hell... Use it! World is so beautiful with it.. u hear people being succesful when using it.. U will see that even the world has a heart beat when human use it for many good things.. U will feel love everywhere.. U see amazing things comes out because u use every part of ur body... Sky scrappers, Fantastic people, Great Businessman, Fantastic Scientis, Amazing Doctors, Good Food, Fine Arts and every little thing that human have done which makes the world so very beautiful.. Man now u get wat i mean? World is a beautiful place... Fantastic place to stay in... Great Food.. We very much appreciate the world don't we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now... i have ur attention don't i? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A= YES&lt;br /&gt;B= NO&lt;br /&gt;*make ur answer now.. do as i tell u in the *(brackets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IF UR ANSWER IS B--DON"T READ THE CONTENTS BELOW!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i did get ur attention... then u shall stop reading this topic coz it's very harmful for ur health... coz u will get heart attack and die... You will need "Godly Advisory" if u read the comment later on... U should leave the page now.. Thanks for reading untill here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For the people who took answer A)Now... if u are reading untill here... go away.. it's gonna kill you.. You will hate me and make me a murderer after reading the topic below! GET LOST U HEAR ME? GO AWAY NOW!!!!!! DON"T LET ME KILL U!! GET LOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who answer B... told u to read as u are told!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if i didn't get ur attention just now... Well we are not ignorant of what had become of the world... the world isn't beautiful... the world is heartless and it's dead.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must be proud of ourselves for we aren't stupid idiots as those who Answer A in this world and still think this world is so damn beautiful.. It's so beautiful last time... Not now.. This is reality! Don't ya agree? We are not at the Adam and Eve age, where we do farming and herding.. we smoke fresh air.. we sleep when ever we want.. we make love when ever we want.. No Comdoms! &amp;  No stress!... WITHOUT STRESS, People live up to 300 year old.. Don't ya want to have this world? This is what u dream for.. Do watever u want!.. It's like dream land..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let's get to the point.. The thing is.. Things doesn't work well all the time... coz humans don't want to make it work.. Humans have so much power over everything and take for granted over it.. Today become tomorrow.. Tomorrow become weeks.. weeks become months.. months become years... BEFORE U KNOW IT! U ARE DEAD!. This is a MAJOR disease..... it's called Procastination.. This is the worst part about humans.. that makes them killers... If things u delay.. U only effect yourself.. please do so.. it's stress yourself.. u kill urself.. Coz u don't love urself! Deserve to go to HELL! DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the things u delay.. it effects others.. u are a suicider and a killer together! Why? Coz u give stress to others.. As i say ur mom gave birth to u with a perfect body to make the world a place to live in.. if only u use every part of it... u will see life.. if u make love with ur sex organs.. u make a baby.. This dont' go wrong.. it's beautiful isn't it? same like the world.. Everyone do a part and don't delay... things will be better for everyone.. the world will be stress free.. the world is a beautiful place to be in.. Humans will live longer.. thanks for listening... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who answer A just now and still read untill here.. u just got stressed by me.. I have shorten ur life.. with the permission u gave me.. U are Dumb! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer A (who are still reading) and Answer B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u hate me for stressing u out.. kill me then... if u do then u killed many.. coz all of those who choose Answer B will be so stress out.. becoz i was talking thrash.. they wanna kill me too.. coz it's all truth and they know it already, they gonna kill me for wasting their time.. hahahhaa... i'm sorry about that..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those who Answer A thanks for listening for u have learn something today and not being ignorant of what the world has become.. Wake up! Don't stress urself and others.. From today onwards.. if you do U are killing millions of people world wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god.. i crap too much today.. well i hope u get my point here.. sorry if u don't.. zz... u can feel the amout of stress i'm having now.. i said the things above becoz of what i'm going thru now.. it's sad i know.. well i just got to live with it.. come here just to lower stress down.. i know who u are.. who is reading it untill the end here.. thanks for sharing ur time with me.. i just need someone to talk to.. zz... FUCK JIMMY HE IS STRESSING ME OUT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Procastination Kills From Within-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't let this happen... U will save many by not doing it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Doctor V)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!!!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113346542820649809?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113346542820649809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113346542820649809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113346542820649809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113346542820649809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/12/world-is-beautiful-place.html' title='World is a beautiful place....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113330170695347074</id><published>2005-11-30T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T06:55:16.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so Complicating... It's never Complicated</title><content type='html'>As for today's yam cha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was online talking to a girl... then here comes my close friend... which i really look up upon to... his name is Jon... Untill now... Though his words are words.. but i guess what he say is important to me.. this is the speacial thing about him.. He is a few things to me.. 1st A Friend, 2nd A Teacher, 3rd A Motivator, 4rd Person who share visions.. Basicly.. this is the person which i need to be a companion.. I'm a confuse kid, for those really know me.. this is who i am.. U won't understand why.. well this is becoz.. i don't even know and understand who am i.. what life is about.. what must i do.. Normal parents will just give the answer base on their experience.. which my mom always do.. but unfortunely she can't give me an answer which i can't understand why she only answer me with one answer.. i feel there is more to life.. and every answer she gave is only one answer.. which when she explain why she tell me why she said that... it's all based on her experience.. if life is so simple to understand.. Then there will be a filthy rich guy who get rich and write about life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i seek is the answer of what possibility that life will become... which will prepare me to face the future this world i will be facing.. Let's get back to Jon.. I don't know for some reasons.. He knows the way i thinks or did he ask all this question to himself last time? He answer my questions with more questions which really make u fastrated when u talk to him.. but there is an answer lies in between.. (u might think another person with his philosphy.. well hell yeah.. and he makes u think in many ways.) then he gives u the answer to the question.. just when u say uh huh! "then is that simple?"(in my mind i was thinking again.) some how he reads my mind.. then he ask again another question.. which really change the whole picture.. PAY ATTENTION! -Knowing what and how the question is to be question to ask!- this is very important in YOUR road to understand life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is.. life still not so hard to understand nor it's simple understand.. there is many ways u can see Life.. look it in many ways.. then take what u think is right in the situation u are in... but the most important thing is to -look out of the box-... see it in every angle.. then it will make u understand life in everything u come across.. if u are reading this shit untill here... haha... which i doubt most people do.. thanks for listening to me.. i seriously understand what i'm saying... if u really don't to know... coz i just write what i think.. without thinking people will understand what i'm trying to say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an Appreciation to Jon.. U can say what he tells me, satisfy my PASSION of knowing "the bigger picture of life".. coz since young i feel life is a Powerful Force.. It controls everything around u and within u.. If i could understand life... Thus i control my life better.. I'll be prepared for it.. My need of the Power to control over myself.. This is what i believe in... For this, i'm still living to persevere to strive in this complicating world.. My life complicated.. I need to make it complicating again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out an object like a pen! I was holding the tip of it! Then i put my sunglases just to look cool.. U think i'm just taking a picture of u being so blur..&lt;br /&gt;Say cheese!!! NOW..... before u can blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*FLASH*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U already forget about what i say.. Remember this is an appreciation to my friend Jon.. Forget about the shit i say just now and u won't understand... COZ&gt; U ARE NOT ME! Find Ur Passion.. Life with it &amp; Have Fun! LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST POSSIBLE!! Woohoo!! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks... &lt;br /&gt;-Still Thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[V]liamz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113330170695347074?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113330170695347074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113330170695347074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113330170695347074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113330170695347074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-is-so-complicating-its-never.html' title='Life is so Complicating... It&apos;s never Complicated'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113302772715711496</id><published>2005-11-27T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:31:20.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thing To Learn and Believe in... Power Of Giving</title><content type='html'>Well... Yam cha is a good thing to do.. Well u can discuss about just anything... Today I personally learn this from a close friend of mine... I always thought I know a lot compare to him... Well I'm not here to compare things.. Let's just say.. &lt;br /&gt;-Oneself can't move a mountain, A group of people can-.... I can't be smart in every ways.. There are still things to learn from others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've learn that to be human beings.. We need compassion and care for others in our society.. People always say that... I wonder why? Never ever understand why?... I think again*.. People are the worst thing to give compassion and care.. It shows weakness in you as they will take advantage.. I bet personally everyone had a few experience in this.. Then we will grow with the environment.. And we ourselves become selfish and ignorant to the people around us.. This is human nature.. That's why there are just about a few successful people in the world.. Get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say here is.. Learn to give away what u can give... Give with love and compassion to others... Nurture people around U... Then u will be a successful person in every way.. I don't know u believe me or not.. Well I don't believe it too when my friend(Jerry aka Bann) tells me this.. I even think he is nuts!! Forgive me!... Until I give a thought to it.. Base on the past, what I did and what I receive now.. Everything comes back to me.. It will come back to you also if you do what I did.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story lies back past 4 years ago.. I would hate the world so much, I don't even understand my existence in this damn world.. World full of complexity and I'm having a stress living in it.. I show no compassion to others, I lost my love to people around me.. Even the world.. I was just waiting for a day which I can die.. Then I start to lose a lot of friends.. Start arguing with my parents for small matters.. Lost the 2 people I love a lot.. Until I have left a few friends which doesn't care who am I.. Ignoring the person I am... They show me what friends really are.. Until now they are.. They just stand by you.. A few person I must mention.. Jerry, Wai Yong and Yu Liang.. I felt they are the best around me.. They are my true friends.. With the same compassion and care they have for me.. I grow to show others the same care.. Which lead to bad consequences... Which is I have many friends now.. The more I have, the worst it becomes they take advantage of you!!!.. Sad isn't it? haha just joking.. It's not like that.. Just see if I got your attention.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's enough bragging about the things I wanna share here.. If u read until here.. I thank you for listening to me.. Just wanna share my thoughts to the people around me.. I know some will share their thought to me and to others too.. I also wanna say thank you for the people who are around me during my ups and downs.. There is so much to thank for.. You are important to me for who I am now.. Thanks! =) Let's start Giving... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-[V]liamz-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113302772715711496?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113302772715711496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113302772715711496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113302772715711496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113302772715711496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/11/thing-to-learn-and-believe-in-power-of.html' title='A Thing To Learn and Believe in... Power Of Giving'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113300021191579179</id><published>2005-11-26T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T18:16:51.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old School Joke....</title><content type='html'>I was looking for some jokes... (nothing to do online)&lt;br /&gt;Then i came across this joke... hahahahha enjoy it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/ydk19990426.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/ydk19990426.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113300021191579179?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113300021191579179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113300021191579179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113300021191579179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113300021191579179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/11/old-school-joke.html' title='An Old School Joke....'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-113285457626034370</id><published>2005-11-25T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T01:49:36.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>What is life? U do the same thing over and over and over again every single day... hmm.... btw hope u guys like my new designed bloggy and hope u like the song as i love them a lot... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams coming near and arghhh... i haven't been studying so hard... must study hard... today supposed to go library study... but we end up in an internet cafe and done nothing but playing... hahaha.. but it was fun! when playing isn't fun? hahaha.... well have to be more serious coz only left a few days to study and catch up... well wish me luck... hahaha... enjoy my blog... got nothing but songs now.. will be more hardworking updating my bloggy now.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-113285457626034370?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/113285457626034370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=113285457626034370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113285457626034370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/113285457626034370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/11/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-112663504114148448</id><published>2005-09-14T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T02:12:40.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimental Mode</title><content type='html'>Well, sorry for not updating my blog so often... I was in sentimental mode when I heard one of my friend in college just suffered a problem in her relationship... It reminds me of my previous relationship.. Years back.. Well I will have this mode sometimes along the way.. But this mode keeps me in track of my focus in life... Things that I want to do and other planning... coz it really helps u think and flash back on the things u have done and the things u gonna do.. It's called "Solitudeness", so to all the friends that I'm close with.. pls bare with me coz at that point of time.. I will be a little moody and quiet.. Sorry about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always write a poem or poetry(don't know what u called it?) during my moody days.... This is dedicated to everyone.. But hey!! It's a masterpiece! Don't copy cat lar!!! Tq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Her...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of mine she never see,&lt;br /&gt;Care of mine she never see,&lt;br /&gt;Have I not known what love is,&lt;br /&gt;For I have stuck in this moment for an awful long time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I not shown enough love and care?&lt;br /&gt;Had I not cherish her?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just the jealousy fate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love I had never lost for her,&lt;br /&gt;But nasty fate is far stronger than me,&lt;br /&gt;Breaking every spirit I have in me,&lt;br /&gt;With every breath I have left,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I just go against the will of fate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if had the fate proves itself,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I kneel and pray,&lt;br /&gt;That one fine day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prince will love her far better than me,&lt;br /&gt;A prince will give her all his care,&lt;br /&gt;A prince who reach to all her needs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then shall I just live to envy his fortune,&lt;br /&gt;The fate I will live to regret,&lt;br /&gt;And remember my love for her as long as I live,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I just want her to be happy..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-[V]Liamz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u like it ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting my blog...&lt;br /&gt;See you around!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-112663504114148448?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/112663504114148448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=112663504114148448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112663504114148448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112663504114148448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/09/sentimental-mode.html' title='Sentimental Mode'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-112568485696557955</id><published>2005-09-03T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T02:14:16.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From a Parent to A Child</title><content type='html'>I gave you life,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot live it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can give you directions,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot be there to lead you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you a lofty of goals,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't achieve them for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can teach you to share,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot make you unselfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can teach you respect,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't force you to show honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can teach you from wrong to right,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot always decide for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can teach you about kindness,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't force you to be gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can buy you beautiful clothes,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot make you beautiful inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can give you love,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot force it upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can advise you about friends,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't choose them for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can advice you about sex,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot keep you pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you about cigarettes, alcohol and drugs,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't say "No" for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take you to church, &lt;br /&gt;but I cannot make you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can pray for you,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot make you walk with god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you how to live,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannnot give you eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can love you with unconditional love all my life and i will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-112568485696557955?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/112568485696557955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=112568485696557955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112568485696557955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112568485696557955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/09/from-parent-to-child.html' title='From a Parent to A Child'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-112336168932231008</id><published>2005-08-07T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T05:03:26.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Seems Predictable.........</title><content type='html'>Well life seems too predictable nowadays. Wake up, get ready for the day, take my breakfast, go to work, eat dinner, hang out with a my pal or a bunch of friends, go home, watch television, eat supper, online, sleep. That is my life cycle now coz we are in holidayzzzz.. Pay attention to the zzzzzz....the only different is that on last Friday Night, I ask our boss pal (Jon) to go and hang out somewhere, well he suggested Lush but at the end the girl's voice was the loudest with her deafening voice "CHIC!". Base on her deafening voice we had no choice but to follow the "beauty queen". So as usual I call Benpal ben to follow. Guess what? We have the new "beauty king" name Ben, he just woke up when I called him at 10.30 pm. Ignoring what he was doing in his room last night, I invite him to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the Chic, still no sign of Ben. We went upstairs where the Dj grooving, ordered a jug of beer. Body movin' as the music flys thru the air and my eyes was chilling.. Hehe^^.. we finished the jug then came the king who go rescued by a beautiful queen that kissed him and woke him up from curse of the Demon Witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be there, Ben was like dancing all the up the stair until he reach our table.. Guess his eyes was chilling as mine.. hahahahhaha^^.. We enjoy the music and the "environment" that made by some serious hot chics! I mean HOT!!!! Woohoo!! Ahaha.. Then here comes one of my worst moment of my life, Tequila + Beer = DEATH! Believe me u never ever want to lay ur hands on that. Well the first few minutes is ur mind is numb but u are totally alert, about 30 minutes the body doesn't feel easy, ur ears are so sensitive to loud sound, and ur nose is so sensitive to smell.. And that Spoils the "environment"! So.. Never Touch Tequila(spirit) + Beer (alcohol) = TOTAL MOOD SPOILER! To be honest! I did puek out all the spirit and alcohol.. well that is the mark of total suffering from ur stomach to ur throat.. sadness... Sob.. well everything happened in our life has a lesson to be learn.. and I got to learn it the hard way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now, hope my holidayzzz is over soon! So that I can be with my college friends the day, which is 100% better than working. Breaking away of this “Sianzsation” is my passion now! ZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz....nite...Bohhhhhrinnzzzzz...ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-112336168932231008?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/112336168932231008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=112336168932231008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112336168932231008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112336168932231008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-seems-predictable.html' title='Life Seems Predictable.........'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-112319205649815472</id><published>2005-08-05T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T05:47:36.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never do, Never know</title><content type='html'>Ahh...... at last i can say my bloggy is done about 90%.. Damn tired... now is 5.40 am.. I hope u guys enjoy reading my bloggy!^^ Hard work k? haha... from knowing nothing.. now i know more about making my bloggy with html.. well i guess the saying is rite! -when there is a will, there is a way-.... No matter how long and difficult it is, with perseverence and diligence.. Anything is possible.. well.. better get sleeping.. got more to do tomorrow.. See you guys around.. Leave a message and give some comments and advice on my bloggy... TQ!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-112319205649815472?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/112319205649815472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=112319205649815472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112319205649815472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112319205649815472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/08/never-do-never-know.html' title='Never do, Never know'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-112313816712994250</id><published>2005-08-04T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:49:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~!~Fantastic Day~!~</title><content type='html'>Slept nearly 12 hours after 2 sleepless day.. Damn Exams! Feel so happy today^^ No exams and stress free.. So i decided to find my old fren Joshua Levi.. Well i turned him down the other day when the Chic opened.. so i decided to go there today.. It's a small pub back in Pulau Tikus.. Well i picked up Ben and went to find my college frens somewhere near Sowtao Road where they were having their stimboat happilly! The couples were nice and sweet.. and the others was having a great time.. I took pics of everyone.. well my fren, ben said "i wish i have college frens like that." lol.. well it's really like a big family.. hahaha.. Frenly folks with happy hearts ^^.. we were there just a few moments.. then we left to the Chic.. The moment i step into the Chic.. the music already feeding my mood.. lol.. am i too sarcastic? lol.. seriously nice music.. lol.. adding that i meet with an old fren of mine.. who is now a Bar Manager.. well.. it's priceless.. it's good to hear ur old frens is succesful.. well the last time i know he was just a bar tender in Sega's a few months back.. Now a Bar Manager? OMG!.. lol.. He made me and ben his recommendation... Mojito! sounds like dildo to me.. =.='.. hehe.. the drink is a mixture of a few liquor, rum, mint and lemon.. the taste is smooth, soothing and guess wat it supposed to make u hallusinate.. but...... tat didn't happen.. well maybe coz i just drink a glass.. hahaha.. maybe next time i will take a jug.. lol.. anyway QQ, Li Huey and Hippo came about a few minutes later.. Join us for a drink.. so we went upstairs.. then it's so much nicer.. music is fantastic and everyone is moving through the music.. hahaha.. it's just perfect! Will go there again.. i like it there! but not every now and then.. it will burn my pocket.. LOL.. After drinking I, Ben and QQ went to one stop to meet Keong for snooker.. With my numb head and happy heart.. i know i'm so in mood to trash someone in snooker.. hahha.. did i sound a bit cocky lol... well played a game with ben.. then i played a game with keong.. lol.. Should ask keong how crazy i was.. hahha.. i did really played well.. some nice shots and some godlike shots.. ahha.. well today is just too perfect to remember.. Have a really good time today.. I just wanna say i have real frens in my college.. thanks guys!! hehe^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-112313816712994250?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/112313816712994250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=112313816712994250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112313816712994250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112313816712994250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/08/fantastic-day.html' title='~!~Fantastic Day~!~'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15002606.post-112288750569716829</id><published>2005-08-02T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T08:42:15.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellos^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/1600/DSCF00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/1375/320/DSCF00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey^.^...... Welcome to my blog... Don't laugh i'm still learning how to make a nice blog k?... lol.. so well post something... leave a msg here or just give comments.. That is a real great effort to leave ur footprints in my blog.. and i really appreciate it if u can do that.. THANKS!!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15002606-112288750569716829?l=vliamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/feeds/112288750569716829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15002606&amp;postID=112288750569716829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112288750569716829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15002606/posts/default/112288750569716829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vliamz.blogspot.com/2005/08/hellos.html' title='Hellos^^'/><author><name>VLiamz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16818890463658412655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
