<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 11:22:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Cookie's BLOG</title><description></description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-2966885800199149018</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T04:47:09.075+08:00</atom:updated><title>the remake of cookie's blog!</title><description>this blog gonna be 1 yr older very soon~&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking to 're-design' the layout since last year but i was too lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, lets see what ideas i will have and what u will see soon :)&lt;br /&gt;since i'm done with my stuff i got 'more' time for myself for this new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;hope it begin well too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;side topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_= i dont know if it is my fault or the photostat machine's fault. theres an error typo on my hardbound of my FYP. tittle: " TP CLIENT" &lt;br /&gt;zzz wtf is TP client.... transfer protocol client?!?! *someone will say this* transfer si mi sai?! keke rite?* by right it should be "FTP CLIENT"&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was lucky,that i went to collect few days before submission for hardbound&lt;br /&gt;it looks.. like a pro's work.. *as someone else will use the term 'solid'* but i dun think i will suggest that u open up to see its content =x the hard cover really helps! haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm gonna collect it later +_+ never felt happier to submit something w/o rushing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-2966885800199149018?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/04/remake-of-cookies-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-3318703361320260709</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 13:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T21:39:23.101+08:00</atom:updated><title>mini message to earth</title><description>sry earth i did not turn off my light to show my support to save u from danger...&lt;br /&gt;but earth i have turn off both my desktop and laptop whole day which takes up more energy than turning off all the lights in my house&lt;br /&gt;i promises that when i'm done with my faking projects and assignment i will never turn on my desktop and laptop for more than 24hrs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ P E A C E . E A R T H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-3318703361320260709?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/mini-message-to-earth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-4286463914462100560</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T21:33:15.588+08:00</atom:updated><title>END of the BOSS nitemare?</title><description>seriously i dont think i did well or what i expected on my FYP&lt;br /&gt;i was rushing for things to be done&lt;br /&gt;i'm slow at doing it &lt;br /&gt;what did i miss out ?&lt;br /&gt;- my doc, implementation part i just anyhow find some funny codes with the screen shot of the system... paste and explain a lil, no full codes, no full picture&lt;br /&gt;- testing part, believe me i'm a great liar&lt;br /&gt;- conclusion, wasted 2 pages of rubbish writings&lt;br /&gt;- language - i hope i did well on my report of nothingness! &lt;br /&gt;- Q analysis, partly i think i did ok, the rest was like... nvm&lt;br /&gt;- i screw up the whole doc with some numbering in the beginning of tittle and empty in the end, but i hv 'try' to made an content page looks as 'nice' as possible&lt;br /&gt;- my reference was a disaster (dun ask... i guess if i pass this i should "tong kai bai san" sry mei... i hv to kill ur chicks)&lt;br /&gt;- my system proposal was nothing special, just manage to 'bluff' my supervisor on some functions&lt;br /&gt;- the beginning part doesn't looks great at all to cover my FYP backside&lt;br /&gt;- thank god i have made + - 15k of miserable words in my life&lt;br /&gt;i have never felt happy.. i'm such a great liar with reference and citations to support my lies ( see i'm such a pro at this for 4 yrs already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i hv managed to get to apiit on time to print + bind my docs, it manage to pile up to 100 pages++ (full text of coz, i decided to take out some un'reference'ed images out coz i got no time to find where the heck that img i got it from) went to the 'shop' i was there waitting for my doc to be bind, then tat guy mess up mine and bind someone else's instead of mine FIRST... it was 1845 when i reached the lvl1 floor of the 'shop' i was there.. was waiting.. and someone that came by 1850 got to hand in his fyp first instead of mine at 1905... WTF WTF WTFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*emo*  &lt;br /&gt;but i would love to &lt;s&gt;tank&lt;/s&gt; thanks my friends who helped me alot&lt;br /&gt;bright - thx for sending me a demo of ur doc and gantt chart, w/o them i cant finish on time!!&lt;br /&gt;jack - a big thanks for u to help me on my c# &lt;br /&gt;someone call himself TAN AH BUI - thx for asking me back questions (alot of question) on my 'DELETE' function code when its not working well, for entertaining me the most and also on my survey&lt;br /&gt;tony - thx for teaching me how to start my UML diagrams and spare a nite of rushing FYP and helping me a bit on the server side&lt;br /&gt;jasmine- thx for helping me spread the survey link!&lt;br /&gt;gling - thx for entertaining me when i was sometime a bit sot sot u were always there!&lt;br /&gt;cyrus - thx for entertaining me also @ msn when i was too stress to continue my FYP&lt;br /&gt;HONG!!! - thx alot for buying the tic!! whaha SEE U SOON!! remember our date k~ &lt;br /&gt;my friends who helped me on things i cant do, replacing me and talked to me when i was not happy.. well, another big thank you to all and also on the survey who made up 50 of real people clicking on the link&lt;br /&gt;(special thx to my virtual and not so virtual friends - kane, kat, lisa, bjtard, cheok, bell mama, keo, ying , smelly bin [for always being here for the pass 4 years =D, dear kane and bjtard... if u are reading this... f u both!)  my vice president and kev thx for the hottest gossips and supporting me =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dint list down ur name i'm really sorry! i will &lt;s&gt;tank&lt;/s&gt; thank you personally  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mama - thx for not asking me to do something when i said i'm busy&lt;br /&gt;my papa - thx for not asking me to turn on ur www.4D.com &lt;br /&gt;my mei- thx for not disturbing me, helped mama when i was busy&lt;br /&gt;my jun- thx for helping me play rock legend =x and buying me lunch!&lt;br /&gt;my bro - thx for hosting ur 18th bday party at home and made me helping with all the stuff and u dint even thx me for helping in ur freaking blog, thx ur useless unhelpful fren like u instead, thx god i hv a bro like u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else i'm missing...&lt;br /&gt;some few people for bugging me thx for bugging me&lt;br /&gt;some few people for not helping when i ask for help thx for giving me more problems, ur help is truly not helping.. thx! &lt;br /&gt;and all the people i know who doesnt really helped me at all thx for not helping =D&lt;br /&gt;aiks.. i should hv include this into my FYP doc "acknowledgment" page!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam ccsd... ur the mini boss i'm gonna catcha soon &lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna take ur re-sit or re-module !!&lt;br /&gt;i'm at least gonna take 6 from u!! betta watcahout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-4286463914462100560?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-boss-nitemare.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-26310030182697770</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 16:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-28T01:03:59.703+08:00</atom:updated><title>*emo* too bad my money is not enough</title><description>T_T Y? coz i need my money to go Thailand and soon in may... y am i emo?!?! coz i cant use the money i HAVE to buy 2 things... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what 2 things??!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hv set my eye on &lt;a href="http://panasonic.com.my/lumix/index.htm?gad=002016&amp;gclid=CPCk0fjEw5kCFQIupAodKTWXJg"&gt;DMC-LX3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T nuuuuuu..... &lt;br /&gt;whats another thing i wanna have? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/Coach/13196_bigpk_a0?$browse_thumbnail$"&gt;THE COACH HERITAGE STRIPE TOTE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T.... *continue emo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask $$ from parents? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y should i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-26310030182697770?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/emo-too-bad-my-money-is-not-enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-975621623226415602</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-28T00:03:54.101+08:00</atom:updated><title>@_@ relex for 5min, ccsd assignment is killing my brain cells!</title><description>latest song tat IS playing in my HEAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SGTDRztaCCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SGTDRztaCCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most most most fav !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cc81fzn4kwE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cc81fzn4kwE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-975621623226415602?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/latest-song-tat-is-playing-in-my-head.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-4765396904470788354</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 19:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-21T02:58:23.923+08:00</atom:updated><title>Ex- Pan-Fee-Seous</title><description>*=x just some random tittle*&lt;br /&gt;its 4am in the morning, i had been 'editing' my FYP system started at yday's afternoon after i pick up my bros from 'The Mines'. Jun get a sandwich@subway for me with took him for like less than 10mins before my arrival, y cant he do it? that i have to wait for him for like another 20mins+? i hate hate and hate waiting for someone without telling me how long i should wait for him. i hate to call someone that couldnt answer my call when i need him urgently... yes i'm bias and i still hated him... thx jun for his treat that cheers me up a lil while waitting.. coz i'm hungry =x&lt;br /&gt;i'm like trying to stay away from McD coz the scale had rise again T_T.. nuuuuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe coz i'm stressed sometime and i feel hungry at few times faster =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited yet panic and feeling nauseous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited coz in about a week more... my FYP burden will be over, my assignment will be completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also excited to see my darlings at www.coach.com   =X i had set my eyes on some of these cutie lil darlings to be mine soon; will try to poison my mama on these... since she wanna get another one for herself... so.. i can pick up those i like and tell her.. use ur current one.. whahahah... DARLINGS ARE NEVER TOO MUCH!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stressed to finish everything ASAP&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited and stressed coz my system is 80% done today and urged to finish all the functions by tomorrow to show it to my supervisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling panic coz my fyp due date is by wed next week on the 25&lt;br /&gt;i'm stresssssed and panic coz my assignment due date is 5 days after the due date of my fyp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days back.. i got a sms from a fren of mine that sound like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; dear all. my beloved father xxx(fren's dad's name) and ur dearest close friend now is in a great chronic of illness which he tempo suffer from brain dead n rite now coma in sjmc icu. i m here looking for ur wishes, pray n regards to him. plz spread me ur love to wake him up. tq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh? wtf is this... i sent a late reply " what happend?" it dint reply me&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure is this a joke or not, but i dont wanna remind myself of what happened to my uncle and a friend of mine. mayb u can say that i'm inhuman, i dont really care if he is real or not. if ur dead, i still hv to life on, in short... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wanna feel sad.. when someone die or something.. a person u dun get to see everyday, not even close to u... wtf u feeling sad for? knowing a person .. so what?&lt;br /&gt;just open the newspaper... u can see someone passed away or even better killed in an accident... or suicide (reminds me of some girl killed herself and made it to the top story in forum, and theres actually someone feel very sad for her... and scolded me for saying something; wait till someone from ur real life die, u will cry for a week? month? year? forever?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= gosh... i cant wake up for friday classes... my phone's alarm nudges until batt. run dry LOL &lt;br /&gt;what i did today was... trying to get some of my system function to work.. but dam it.. it keeps giv me something i least expected. it worked... partly work...&lt;br /&gt;so mayb i call my system partly working ClingFTP.... i love to program i love to code i love doing all this &lt;br /&gt;i'm celebrating every function working with a sip of icy carlsberg !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-4765396904470788354?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/ex-pan-fee-seous.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-1883266156597299495</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-12T01:36:30.375+08:00</atom:updated><title>another use of toothpaste!</title><description>watch to de-stress after doing ur FYP!! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWnD8MUNFvE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWnD8MUNFvE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-1883266156597299495?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/de-stress-x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-6662212199830375217</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 11:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-09T19:47:23.113+08:00</atom:updated><title>mini SoftToy KeyChains</title><description>not to be cute or trying to be creative O_o just got this idea pop up into my brain few months ago&lt;br /&gt;when my mama gave me a key for my 'hse's rooms key' just an ordinary key with a ' string' as a 'keychain'.... i felt it was like a naked key. i cant stand key that plain. (lol yea i need something to tell me tats something and thats a key... even a dog has its own chain rite?!) i had STM and always... I MEAN ALWAYS mis-place my stuff; esp tiny ones. my siblings LVOE i mean LOVE to get toys from McD's happy meals ESP softtoys like from sesame street, hello kitty, etc and my ghey bro love to act cute by collecting teddies. we have so much of them in a box from tiny to a 3yr old size. the tiny ones are basiclly useless coz it'z so tiny even when u sit on it ur backside wont feel a thing... so i just tie the key with my fav &lt;s&gt;EMO&lt;/s&gt; ELMO... it become my cute red special key chain =D&lt;br /&gt;then my ghey bro copy my idea... he does the same for his with a cookie monster...&lt;br /&gt;one day my mama mis-place her key... and found it somewhere in her room... might as well giv her another tiny bear to "stand out" from collecting dust bunnies in the box. wala~~! photo time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/4QQCKWf9rpptrHlLi2FNYQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT-G77c6bI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jOASvWYN5JQ/s288/ABCD0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/3dFs64IgZTabFrzD52-F8A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT8SlZb_gI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xPDUQ-6XVJk/s288/ABCD0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/08vLP08sSpD24mMPPDDyUw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT8TIpxaTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/vJFfQZqWkY8/s288/ABCD0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/ID0wEy99U2tVTDVeT7pKoA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT8UPNUTSI/AAAAAAAAAzo/sZo_4Te1ILg/s288/ABCD0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/4xHk4cYXDO_2n09DkaC9_w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT8ToirGDI/AAAAAAAAAzg/GR9jfDJ4AH0/s288/ABCD0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/ZhldrJMVoYkbvf858v7IDg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT8Utc3kXI/AAAAAAAAAzw/KHqsoja1QGY/s288/ABCD0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/GKq6DTSgCmbAJt-NxUbyzQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT-ExqRZGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/7aepZKXdrZ4/s288/ABCD0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/lh/photo/LF0k2zo8yXHYS2W7_st8Uw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT-Fwunk5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/WxzLCHwrGe8/s288/ABCD0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks... i should be doing my fyp... see books and paper all around my table? =X excuses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! stressss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyp fyp fyp... end.of.post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-6662212199830375217?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/mini-softtoy-keychains.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SbT-G77c6bI/AAAAAAAAA0c/jOASvWYN5JQ/s72-c/ABCD0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-8052392207833080561</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T21:39:28.828+08:00</atom:updated><title>a simple personaly quiz ^^</title><description>after 'peeking' at &lt;a href="http://sirusu.blogspot.com/"&gt;cyrus's blog&lt;/a&gt; a post he made on some personality quiz at &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;this link (http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx)&lt;/a&gt;; well y not giv it a try... is free ( yes i'm a cheapo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt;Imagine that you are walking along a path. What do you see around you? &lt;span id="Validator1" style="color: Red; visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;A yellow corn field against a brilliant blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your view on yourself: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(O_o maybe.... is true?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; What do you see near your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; A bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(lol half is true i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; Will you pick it up? &lt;span id="Validator3" style="color: Red; visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(this is 100% true... as in i preferred to know someone in real life well enough first =x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt;You walk along and find water. In what form is the water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;A river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;( this is not so true... O_o no one dates me eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt; You see a key in the water and you pick it up. What does it look like? &lt;span id="Validator5" style="color: Red; visibility: hidden;"&gt;please ans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;A beautiful antique key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;( hmm... i dun really like to study hard... i love to learn something... half is true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt;Next you stumble across a house. What type of house is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;A hut with a garden full of flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;( grad by mid of 2009, looking for job very soon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt;What do you do next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;Look into the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;( aiks... this is reading what i had in mind, darn FYP!!! GOSH... i hvnt started my career!! freaky!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly, something jumps out at you. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:  &lt;/span&gt;A spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;( true... i 'll wear t-shirt , short pants and slipper everywhere i go from now =X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: &lt;/span&gt;Because you are so scared you run until you see a wall blocking the path in front of you.  There is a door, but it's locked, so you look through the key hole. What do you see? &lt;span id="Validator9" style="color: Red; visibility: hidden;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;A beach with waves crashing onto the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(Opps... i tot girls are always like tat.... PMS ma) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hint hint*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-8052392207833080561?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/simple-personaly-quiz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-8641246273140109574</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T21:26:34.605+08:00</atom:updated><title>'very late' spring cleaning</title><description>=_= i have lost my Bluetooth device and i have ALSO lost my wireless mouse for my lappy...&lt;br /&gt;i somehow arrange my room today and found some cutie figurine i brought while i was at Hong Kong few year back from&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX95QaAvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/7iMRsasDno4/s1600-h/Image0675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX95QaAvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/7iMRsasDno4/s320/Image0675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308574044127888114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a gach&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX-xTpKXI/AAAAAAAAAw0/jREKCAyodHQ/s1600-h/Image0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX-xTpKXI/AAAAAAAAAw0/jREKCAyodHQ/s320/Image0671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308574059173849458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a machine! =&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX_dWBJ0I/AAAAAAAAAxE/8KLlzNEpKRw/s1600-h/Image0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX_dWBJ0I/AAAAAAAAAxE/8KLlzNEpKRw/s320/Image0679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308574070994970434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D check it out...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX_FShUfI/AAAAAAAAAw8/BMVB6nbSCD4/s1600-h/Image0668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX_FShUfI/AAAAAAAAAw8/BMVB6nbSCD4/s320/Image0668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308574064537850354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX-PSCYVI/AAAAAAAAAws/5H6gjHpQ2Ms/s1600-h/Image0670.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it only cost RM5 after conversion. which was very cheap compare to getting it here in malaysia. which cost about rm8~rm10 each, in bad quality. these look more solid compare to those u get here.  saw the blue thing behind most of every photo? =D thats blooQkazoo my sis get it for me when she went to taiwan with my parents =_=  oh yea my cutie gacha figurines are not FOR SALE. hehe lets see what else i have to show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh here is a small tiny gift from a cute boy from the orphanage ( when i went on an event for charity somewhere end of last year 08'), a very sweet cute lil boi name thigger (tig-ger not the one from winnie the pooh) he gave this to me as a reward after i 'helped' him colour his 'sand art' ( this fella took more than 5 pieces back) while he busy playing other games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/Savc-R_dxqI/AAAAAAAAAxc/JqftzNjo-J4/s1600-h/Image0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/Savc-R_dxqI/AAAAAAAAAxc/JqftzNjo-J4/s320/Image0685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308579548325856930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/Savc-cgFjBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/FgwFRLDKF8g/s1600-h/Image0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/Savc-cgFjBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/FgwFRLDKF8g/s320/Image0683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308579551147035666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/Savc949NEQI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Hpk-3caHXO8/s1600-h/Image0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/Savc949NEQI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Hpk-3caHXO8/s320/Image0682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308579541605486850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the size and price of the item doesnt matter. is the sincerity that counts. after helping 10 kids and one return with a sincere gift, i felt happy and i'm so proud to show off to anyone i know =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-8641246273140109574?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-late-spring-cleaning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SavX95QaAvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/7iMRsasDno4/s72-c/Image0675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-3654443041720216611</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 13:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T22:25:51.820+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>under the hut</category><title>never change?</title><description>i'm always in class on time =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that wasnt true =X i'm always late since... since u know me. but something has changed. many things has change actually. i have see things on a different perspective and have notice that sometime explaining too much made me tired of it. i rather just look away and leave it for them to settle. in the another way round, i was at fault again. WHATS WRONG?!!? 'do this also u kena scold, never do also kena scold' cant u just finish the work u should do since we are sharing it under the same roof. u were there cant u just do it? wtf. i really hate to answer the phone. i'll just ignore all the calls till u guys pick it up. its always been me me me me and me. theres never u guys u guys u guys u guys and u guys... just today, i did help, and u took all the credits. i just kept quiet. but hey... u dont have to flame me up huh? u think i'm sitting there playing games? i hope i can play. i hope i can just relax but no i'm not i'm freaking stress on completing my stuff in less than 20days left. i stop playing games since last month. (opps ok exclude tat i play to rest my brain awhile)&lt;br /&gt;they came back from their trip today and giv me tat face again. HUH? with that look that i'm a freeloader? ur exams so u have more priority than i do? how abt my project and assignment that i'm doing since i woke up in the morning rushing for tuesday to show it to my supervisor that i targeted for 70% completeness which i have only like 10%written 60% unwritten, u have ur plans , i dont have any? do i need to show u my plans?&lt;br /&gt; sigh.............. W H A T E V E R!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i had enough!  *points* u u u and u... stop treating me as a kid, stand in my shoe, sit on my chair, see the things on my way. u will know how do i feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- searching for my bluetooth usb device to upload some photo via phone!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-3654443041720216611?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-4519540918442600075</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2009 18:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T03:38:59.613+08:00</atom:updated><title>what will I be doing in few month time after i grad?</title><description>Q: what will you be doing after you grad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had u ever confront this question when someone asked you?&lt;br /&gt;well i had always failed to answer this question. my friends had asked me. my mama asked me. my aunt uncle relative asked me. even my bro's fren had ask me.&lt;br /&gt;my mind had a sudden bright flash, and everything gone blank. i stared and answer " i got no idea".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years i have been studying for &lt;s&gt;exam&lt;/s&gt; myself. and now it almost came to the end of it ( unless i wanted to continue, but fk it man... its killing me) i still got no freaking idea what am i aiming for in this 'course' i taking for like 4 years wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the best part. i have learned nothing! yes nothing at all for these miserable freaking years. might be something wrong with the stupid ppl from my uni changing the modules and messed up all the modules i should have learn. asking my senior i felt that they had learn stuff more than i do. stuff tat are &lt;s&gt;harder &lt;/s&gt; challenging and advance. for example, my senior know abt UML and how to use it; i got no fking idea how and what UML looks like... i know is for diagrams but HOW TO USE? DRAW STICKMAN I KNOW LA. the winning award uni-college, yea rite. i'm the winner of all loser. thats absolutely CORRECT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so so so &lt;s&gt;fk up&lt;/s&gt; screwed up with my FYP now. 30days left with a big pile of shyt for me to clean up. oh damn it... theres one more assignment for me to finish in this miserable days too. &lt;br /&gt;the same question again, WHYTHEFK I CHOOSE THIS PATH!!! ( let me whine a bit more before i resume on my papers... 330am in the morning i'm so so so stressed and afraid that i miss the train). heres a black lil dirty secret. weeks ago i was a bit out of my head, i tried to lxxk for an oxxxxxxxe to xx two of my dirty work tat i struggle to xxxxx it xxx. i let a copy out and that person was likely to decline my request untill i asked " can money solve all your problem?" LOL guess what. a nice reply "this cxxe sxxxy is kinda intresting". WOAH~ i dint know the power of money is so  G.R.E.A.T untill now. opps sry man, i'm just testing the power of money. i dint trust him so, i'll just &lt;s&gt;suffer&lt;/s&gt; enjoy this myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was peep around strangers' blog , i'm just so envy that their life is so... erm.. lucky. with a good life, gf bf, get to travel around, get to do what they like, hving a pretty face, get what they wanted, get problems that dont expect to come, got their path on the right lane... so many more and i'm so jealous  now... mine is ok la just tat im a lazyass with a super boring story with some disgusting bugger bugging me. i dont wanna repeat the story of 'that' bugger . i really had some nightmares on that. SO DISGUSTING... YUCK... if i see him again near me, i swear i will just... just... =_= i just cant do it. ahhh nvm that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ end. continue emo doin FYP-----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-4519540918442600075?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-will-i-be-doing-in-few-month-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-112590983518286306</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T00:30:53.334+08:00</atom:updated><title>gosh!... sem break ending</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really had fun on this sem's semester break =x&lt;br /&gt;weeks ago a fren of mine randomly said " hey lets go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cameron Highlands!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i was like.. " \O.o/ okie let me try to book a stay at cameron using my dad's &lt;a href="http://www.leisureholidays.com.my/"&gt;leisure holiday&lt;/a&gt; membership benifits to book a resort-apt room. =_= as usual my dad hv gold fish memories like i do. ( inherit from my dad!! tat's y i cant remember stuff!!) last min after CNY on short notice he was able to get a-day-stay for me at cameron's greenhill resort. well, we expect to hv 4 person or more to join us, sadly only 3 including me can make it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so we continue our plan on 3P&lt;/span&gt; =x to cameron. the resort i had is a 3 rooms apartment-resort that were able to fit in 6 people. Yups, we got a room for each person; pretty large space for us. we went around and snap some photo (uploading soon after i get it) and got really drunk that nite after playing some card games =_+ dun ask me how much i drank... i'm the loser... my last drinking session was like years ago, u cant really blame me for K.O on the 14th can of beer!! (tat's more like 1 1/1 tower?) i prefer drinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; *cough* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;orange juice =P dun laugh at me!! (photo avaliable -comming soon) i just couldnt understand why they said i'm funny that night. whats wrong with a red face and stonning at a side suffering to vomit? well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;the person who smell his own shoe was like x100times more funny than i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. ur vote.  (just in case he reads my blog, okay u are not smelling ur own shoe.. BUT WHATS WRONG WITH U DRUNK AND STILL CARE FOR UR STINKY SHOE? AND PLAYING WITH THE BLANKET? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"cling u wanna be super-woman?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; video avaliable soon!!)&lt;br /&gt;the next morning we went to the "BOH" tea farm for breakfast, i dint take much photo here due to "someone" keep asking me to shoot photo of him ONLY. the view there was breath taking as the cafe for u to relax and sip ur warm tea was pretty relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;ohh almost forget abt my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;STRAWBERRIES STORY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hehe, I LOVE THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE&lt;/span&gt; WHICH COST ME RM5 per CUP... well it was cheaper than a cup of coffee from starbucks anyway, was WORTH IT; sugar , milk and not to be forgotten &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;fresh strawberries blended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in a blender ; the sour sweet a light milky with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;STRONG FRESH TASTY AROMA OF STRAWBERRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; in every sip... was heaven! (had 2 cup in two days stay in Raju's farm, cameron *if i'm not mistaken of the farm name; if i were wrong the next time u go there just find equatorial hotel.*, O.o addicted!!) we did went to the market to buy some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;fresh strawberries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;too... 3 packs for RM20 ; dont know if it was cheap or not. but the joy of spending on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;aromatic fresh strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; worth alot more than buying uneatable roses =p&lt;/span&gt;  --- &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just enjoy highlighting all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;strawberries in pinkish red!&lt;/span&gt; PHOTO UP SOON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after the "adventurous" trip we 'hunger' for more excitement!! going to Penang for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! kekeke... i miss the food already!! mouth watery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;penang laksa!! O-Jien!!(fried oyster) cendol!!! LOBAK!! and the famous fry KUEY TIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!! AHHHHHHHHH!! *drools more than meeting hensom boi* 5 meals a day in penang.. a hungry trip not meant for weak stomaches =D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( darn it.. when i came back to kl i hv rediculously gain freaking 5kg!! OMFGBBQWTFLOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at nite was even amusing! my two tiko fren love to watch the seafood of the famous shell-fish aka 'lala' on the streets ourside clubs and pubs. we had a cup of drink and seated for awhile. dint really went in to club coz 3P cant do anything much.. plus HELLO HOW ABT ME? we had also notice that in penang the ratio of girls are higer than guys in the island of penang. where has all the guys gone to? KL? no wonder in ladies nite @ KL clubs become ghey's nite so often =X&lt;br /&gt;after the light alcoholic c0cktail we had in the pub... =_+ a fren of mine said he feel dizzy.. WHAT? A CUP NIA U CANT TAKE IT. was like... duh.. nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the last day was kinda rush coz my fren need to go back to kl to meet his working partner or something i guess, we had our "high-tea" at around 4+ pm for seafood. at tambun i think? was a fishing village with a few restaurant neat the stinky river =_=&lt;br /&gt;the food there kinda cheap thou, we ordered for like 7~8 seafood dishes and only costs us abt RM92?&lt;br /&gt;hehe i been there years ago but dont really know the price coz wasnt me the one who foot the bill =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to kl with some corns, sweetpotatoes, a bottle of honey, some vegi for my mama, a box of penang famous &lt;strike&gt;balls&lt;/strike&gt; biscuits "kim hiang" and a bunch of dirty laundry for the washing machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i should be refine my FYP DOCs.. wtf am i doing here +_+...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;happy valentines day to all couples and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;singles! keep flirting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4504714027285818385-112590983518286306?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/gosh-sem-break-ending.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-7745725121847855297</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 18:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-08T04:00:58.858+08:00</atom:updated><title>pre-feeling-fire-burning-my-ass</title><description>=_+ hate hate hate hate hate ...... hate this feeling when i keep asking myself to finish up something and i keep giving myself excuse to do it tomorrow. who is that smart fella who come up with the sentence " there;s always tomorrow"? i had been using this and keep telling myself theres always tomoro while i wanna start doing my project?!?  ahhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;i dont have much time left and i'm tat lazy-ass-gurl slacking around knowing my project gonna fail yet i'm still here WHATS WRONG WITH ME...  i know seeking help is an option. outsource is a better option? =P but kinda sick and tired of this. can someone just do this dirty job for me!? +_+&lt;br /&gt;maybe money can always solve these problem. i wished i had more money =D sometime i really felt that theres always someone that can solve my problem but not really willing to help me out coz i'm just ignorant and lazy. yes i said it i'm fking lazy when it comes to doing something like.... 'assignment/ project' sometime i really hope for JUST LE ME SIT 100% ON THE FREAKING EXAM ... best part is i'm really bad at managing my time slots. i would rather sit and glue my ass on the chair playing with something that really caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;i felt some people around me changed alot. mayb i did changed. and everyone else changed. towards me? or issit i changed to the level of making everyone else trying to adding  barriers in between. trying to avoid trying to giv excuses like i did to myself. yet so far and even further. even close, the feeling of spontaneous in between wasnt there anymore.  the words i heard might not be so true after all. or mayb is just to somehow entertain me and urself. i  regret what i did. i'm always on the wrong time at the wrong place choosing the wrong path doing the wrong things the wrong person. why on earth i choose this path, just wish it could be a thousand times more simpler!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe anyway i'm just trying to express my 'emo-ness'  GOING FOR A HOLIDAY SOONNNNN~~~~~ take a good break and will be back to suffer for a month or so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-7745725121847855297?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/pre-feeling-fire-burning-my-ass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-8564659095252812067</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 08:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-04T16:29:39.907+08:00</atom:updated><title>all time fav O_o</title><description>all time sexy guys i'm talking about... =D&lt;br /&gt;which i DID really enjoy watching and reading about... MIGHT be weird too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----- Jay Chou ------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img8.zol.com.cn/bbs/upload/218/217857_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 430px;" src="http://img8.zol.com.cn/bbs/upload/218/217857_600.jpg" alt="" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's next? should be another singer...  yes it is RAIN... BI&lt;br /&gt;*drools* i love him as a dancer... O_O you can google for his photo. i'm afraid my saliva drooling all round my keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is daniel wu the HK actor, kevin cheng the HK actor too... lets see who else...&lt;br /&gt;yea i prefer yellow skin =x  how abt barack obama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SYlOMzfLTQI/AAAAAAAAAug/kl1CM9wOQ4c/s1600-h/Obama-Surf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SYlOMzfLTQI/AAAAAAAAAug/kl1CM9wOQ4c/s320/Obama-Surf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298852418464468226" 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;opps he's not yellow skin... BUT HE GOT A BODY TO SHOW!!!! looks like david =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SYlPwllkKKI/AAAAAAAAAuo/fM1oTi2iMBA/s1600-h/Mitch-04_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SYlPwllkKKI/AAAAAAAAAuo/fM1oTi2iMBA/s320/Mitch-04_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298854132720085154" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;never mind the two disgusting body above.... my all time fav still goes to~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SYlQMHhPpjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/m8Wij9E5Rno/s1600-h/fl20060319x1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 420px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SYlQMHhPpjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/m8Wij9E5Rno/s320/fl20060319x1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298854605685237298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whistle~* sexy ass =x  HIS ACT IS SEXY... his ass is also sexy... his short tight pants is the sexiest..&lt;br /&gt;kinda forgotten for awhile after he got married real life... untill i saw a game show in TV on CNY...&lt;br /&gt;with few other jap celebrities. HARDO GEI... is still HWAT =D *HOOOOOOOOOOOO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*search youtube for more hardo gei in action HOOOOOOOO*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-8564659095252812067?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-time-fav-oo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SYlOMzfLTQI/AAAAAAAAAug/kl1CM9wOQ4c/s72-c/Obama-Surf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-6807061390217234487</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 07:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-04T15:40:56.320+08:00</atom:updated><title>after cny post</title><description>i hate cny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st- i'm OLDER?&lt;br /&gt;2nd- i celebrate cny by helping my mama while my sis get emo after my mama ask her do some tiny little things...&lt;br /&gt;3th- get summon by relatives to find/ show a bf ( =O  hire part time boy fren?)&lt;br /&gt;4th- LOU SANG.... wtf la everyday also lou.... one day lou few time.. i need diet ok!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;5th- pre-cny shopping, i DO love to shop. but those RED clothes i brought never really wear more than once? ( i dint buy any RED clothes =p i brought a few set but never wear yet... HVNT WASH YET!) but i luv my new jeans tat i brought it for 18x after trying out in the same shop for 1hr ++ keeping my bfs waiting =X sry&lt;br /&gt;6th- gamble.... +_+ i lose moneh to Mr Lim... i will get back from u SOONNNNNNNNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;7th- cousins!!! stop coming in to my room and beg tat u wanna play MAPLESTORY!!! IS MY GAME!! =x and also stop bugging me to turn on SPONGEBOB PS2 FOR U!! WE HAD MOVED ON TO PLAY XBOX NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;8th- FOOD?!?! =p i made my move by not eating too much this year. gonna shyt it out anyway, y eat more than u needed?!?&lt;br /&gt;9th - no more i guess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P thinking how to spend all my angpao monehs not much also and not gonna keep in bank this year.. &lt;br /&gt;and start my freaking FYP &lt;br /&gt;after tat i can go for a FEW weeks holiday to somewhere as in drafted plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and special thx to one of my bestie BRIGHT FOR THE "weird snack" u brought from bangkok and thx to bright's mama for the "lap cheong"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-6807061390217234487?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-cny-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-2575897529281100673</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 09:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T18:29:32.891+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>brothers</category><title>Getting Older but he doesnt use his brain</title><description>Gosh... STOP THE TIME PL0X!!&lt;br /&gt;few months to go and i'll be graduating! my FYP is like, just the beginning of almost the end? this is kinda buggy. I HATE HATE HATE doing it. sigh, go back the the topic i was gonna start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro is working now. he thinks he got a job and he'z better than i do. sheng if u read this post, ur so fking wrong. ur waiter/cashier job is bullshyt. working from noon to the evening earning 5/6 rm per hr? hello brother... u still need mama and papa send u to work. what else? u are such a baby. u need mama to pack lunch for u. and also fetch u back home. wtf? and asking them for rm10 per day? oh please dont make me laugh. so despo for a job, and now u hv it. a sucky one... i dont blame u, but ur work doesn't need a high skool grad to take it. and u r a fktard lazyass fker at home who doesnt have the strength to wash ur own dishes or pick up ur own clothes / rubbish and so much more to list. u can be the waiter to serve food and water to stranger for MONEY? thats CHEAPO!! and whats the best part? &lt;br /&gt;u are so proud saying me " a pcs of junk wood" so loudly but u doesnt know what the fk i'm doing. u told ur fren that, i dont really mind, coz ur fking fren is not better than yourself :) i dont even have to explain what i'm doing everyday too. coz tats non of ur business. &lt;br /&gt;oh yea u cant even afford to buy urself a leather shoe for work, instead u buy an Xbox? if u are so 'great' that u have this job. again brother i'm so tired of arguing with u the mindless one, y still complain to mama ur job is boring? since u told the manager u gonna work till April? lol i'm sadistic enough to see how u suffer this. cny eve u will be at work, cny u working? gosh.. pity u bro.&lt;br /&gt;did i forget something? omg.. sry i forgot u cant use any car at home. why? coz ur driving skill sux to the bottom of the rocks into the earth! beg me to fetch u. got ur license to show off but u dint hv the chance to use it yet anyway. &lt;br /&gt;i'm also a fktard at stays at home not doing anything... i dint ask for a cent from them when i need to buy something for myself. yes i fking hate u alot shooting up into the sky into space. dont think u r everyone's fav guy. is just ur imaginary thinking tat giv this this illusion. the way u use ur words when talking to elders is like showing off ur achievement of nothingness ... and u never giv a dam of whats going round than urself. if ur so 'proud' find ur own way to go work, support ur own studies, ur life. almost forget abt ur new gf....&lt;br /&gt;about ur blind gf, LOL i think i shouldn't giv anymore comments on her and u. &lt;br /&gt;ur ex.. she is lucky tat she left u &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of it, the ideal way should be&lt;br /&gt;job looking for u, not u looking for job. take that as a tips for ur life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-2575897529281100673?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-older-but-he-doesnt-use-his.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-7787614953561733423</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-02T04:47:52.935+08:00</atom:updated><title>welcome 2009</title><description>shyt good bye to 2008... i hated 2008 so much that i have got myself muted to what had i been thru ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope 2009 to  be a better year for me. i hope is not too late for me to list up my new year resolution...by maybe next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry that i have been MIA since before Christmas?  &lt;br /&gt;had to clear my mind, and think for myself for a bit here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm back trying to be better, to face my coming 3 months of nightmare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---gone----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-7787614953561733423?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-6281450658039008764</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T02:48:01.607+08:00</atom:updated><title>HAHAHAH... HE SPEAK THE TRUTH!</title><description>hehe HE IS RIGHT!!! posting a funny conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SRnSskme-BI/AAAAAAAAAi8/eTgam-dFvRI/s1600-h/hehe.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SRnSskme-BI/AAAAAAAAAi8/eTgam-dFvRI/s400/hehe.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267472902367672338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one anti -lala guy!!! XD  alot more he said. but i m just too lazy to edit all XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-6281450658039008764?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahahah-he-speak-truth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SRnSskme-BI/AAAAAAAAAi8/eTgam-dFvRI/s72-c/hehe.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-491059185035383470</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 09:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T23:46:03.383+08:00</atom:updated><title>LOW-CLASS idiots robbed my car!</title><description>*read in ah lian style for enjoyment*&lt;br /&gt;walao yday la.. my ah ma and ah pa went tmm(tian mi mi = pak tor) at bkt jalil park the park with 3 lake one... they suddenly sampat wan go walk there for one hour say wan keep fit.. they sure park at the front parking at the main entrance of the park lo.. then ah when my ah ma come out of the car she saw many broken glass on the floor. she told my ah pa liao!.. but my ah pa say nvm.. lets go walk la... then my mama feel weird la of coz... she saw a man with a loius vuitton bag... she told me the bag she see the handle also know is FAKE coz the color a bit fade. then nvm la.. then go walk untill 7+ like tat la... sky also dark liao, dono what the fark they wan go walk there on weekday... never meet robber before la.. then walk bak to my car see the passenger sit mirror kena pecah.. then my treasure box kena open and all my petrol bill scatter on the seat... what de fark la.. curi all my rm1 notes ( parking money!) kira kira abt rm 40++ got.. with coins also... kns.. also curi my ah ma handphon.. lucki la my ah ma phone louya... then both of them happy happy go pasar malam summore... walao... like tat also can. then come bak....&lt;br /&gt;" AH LINNNNNGGGGG.... come down la "&lt;br /&gt;' wadddd?"&lt;br /&gt;" ur car mirror pecah la u got anything in ur car or not?"&lt;br /&gt;" ohh.. no.. " ...." where both of u go?"&lt;br /&gt;" ohh pasar malam"&lt;br /&gt;-.-.... beh tahan both of u la... say me say ting not clear.. both of u like say liao = never say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, done with the story&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda tired yesterday coz i dint had a good sleep on monday. so then they said my car was in this condition i was like.... " O_o? okie" i dint really felt anything at all. why? reason was my car is like a rubbish bin. going to all the dirty place with my car. who use it? MY MOM... going to the market, going to school to fetch my bros and sis, going to the park for jogging and going out with my car on rainy days. reason is... " ohh ur car smaller and cheaper and dirtier and looks broken" let me ask another question back... WHO USES MY CAR TO DO ALL THESE THINGS?&lt;br /&gt;=_=  all i did was taking my car out at night or going to college. how much 'dirt' i will bring into my car since i only sit on the diver's seat. the logic she had is that i have to clean my car, like i'm ur maid to do all ur shyt that u left behind? *additional: MY CAR IS NOT LEATHER SEAT!! sweat , water, dirt can stain my car seat very well and .... my car is smelly coz of sweat + the food u used my car to 'tapau' food?!! +_+ i'm so tired of this mindless and unlogical arguing... tats y i dun even bother discussing this crap with my parents... &lt;br /&gt;moral of the story is never leave anything in my car as if like ur own hse area....&lt;br /&gt;mom's reaction after : freak out as usual and keep nagging over it&lt;br /&gt;dad's : ----none-----&lt;br /&gt;mine': not much... dont really bother too since they had already sent my car to replace the broken mirror.&lt;br /&gt;total RM stolen: less than rm100&lt;br /&gt;total RM spend for repair : rm150&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-491059185035383470?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2008/11/someone-robbed-my-car.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-3552107309870564571</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-13T00:39:17.530+08:00</atom:updated><title>trying to refresh my language! </title><description>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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( yea a dummy girl)  my childhood was just an average memory to classify. in my pre-skool my mom sign me up for ballet classes ( quit after pre-skool)...  in school i was often bullied by other girls and always pick on me to do something. ( =/ sad rite? half is true) and studies was average in some private school.. then moved to another private school and meet some better friends. here some some dramatic part where... " choose me to be ur best frwen forever" comes in.  did many dirty tricks on a good pair of good friends and one of them somehow become my best friend. then requested my parents for money to sign up onto some art class, drawing some really cool and cute anime ( i got no idea what is that last time when i was like... 12? )  so called created like 5~6 pieces of art and then quit. bored of it coz i no longer go to that art class with my so called best fren that time. coz i made "NEW" and better friends.&lt;br /&gt;move on to high school, i saw my childhood fren playing musical instrument; a guitar. again i asked my mama to let me sign up for music classes, buy me a guitar i will learn it forever. ( hehe my mom did really let me buy a guitar for like rm 500 for my first acoustic guitar) then i was bored again... those song i learn was not challenging at all. then i asked my tutor to get me an electric guitar (abt 1k++ with a mini amp)  after i quited the music center and resume my lesson under his private classes. after awhile i left that classical guitar was the best suites me, i dig up my savings and buy myself a classical guitar which is kinda cheap... rm 100+  total lesson i end is at grade 7 or 6 standard...which i took abt 2yrs + to learn ( i dint take any exam, so it was not official)  my reason to quit this time was i need to study for PMR? i still remember that time was like so popular among my classmates, me and winter knows how to play the guitar and showing off to everyone in class what song we know :)&lt;br /&gt;so far the best year in my school years was in 4 and 5, where the greatest challenge was to be prepared for this stupid exam in yr 5 SPM. i admit i wasn't the best student in my year, but i get myself into the best class in the entire school. yeaps... it was going into pure science.  it was pretty shameful when to see other classmates to score 100% in their maths papers, or when they score less than 90% they will circle their subjects they failed to get the perfect score. what i score? i'm ashamed to tell ... i did failed 'some' of my  subjects. i went for tuition classes to refine my studies and some miserable 3 month focusing on my add maths. and chemistry. i missed those days alot. i missed my seat in class, i missed my friends that sat beside me, i missed the homework i copied, i missed the books i had that i never even use it. comes to think of it.. i hate my classes now.&lt;br /&gt;opps i hv been whining too much now.. fast forward ... i went for language class since beginning of this year, then i was like tired of it coz of the admin of the language central sux! wtf... was kinda emo over them.. i called up for booking... and it happened for like few times that some of them never put my id on the booking.  i hv to return home for this and miss quiet a few lessons. sometime i was too busy and forgot abt it. i guess i never attended my jap class for like 2month+ already... =_= and i paid 1k+ for the entire course that i couldn't finish &lt;br /&gt;result..... i know a lil bit on how to draw and colors, could remember a lil on how to play guitars, able to speak, write and read a lil on jap.  yea a bit of everything is me ... hehe same on guys i guess after i'm bored with u.. byebye? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-6655570939105915672?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2008/11/bit-of-everything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-7733085184593924201</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-04T03:04:09.320+08:00</atom:updated><title>again, i'm ok now</title><description>guys! thx for the concern on my previous posts that i had made under a very stress and emo situation :)   thinking back i was just trying to release my stress ( tats my way of doing it since i hv " hard time" sharing it with people around me)  please dont take it personally. and stop asking me what had happened. including private IM. yes i still hate to take to a person that talks nothing and keeps whining on nothing. the most irritating thing is someone keep coming to bug me for some simple problem which is solvable by me giving up something that i have already bored of doing. why stress on it? if is such a simple thing... i dont mind, like i care for it, duh!!?&lt;br /&gt;went to get my idol's album today, then i was thrilled.... 'woah~ the limited edition metal case~!! i must get it!!' i saw it in speedy i was like hooked ( i was with my aunt , accompany her going to the hypermarket to get her dog's pet food after my dinner with my family past sunday) i just grap it and the cashier print me the bill.... rm8x.xx i paid her... then i ask... " i tot theres some limited editon gift comes along with this limited edition case?" then she said... " ohh soli, only for pre-order customers onli. eu kan hab tis poster".....i said " this is the limited edition case i brought rite? should have come along with the accurate set of limited edition gift?" she said..." no wor... " ..... =_=''' got scammed rm 4x... moral of the story... ask before buying... and never buy in speedy... (if i'm not mistaken their pricing is a bit higer than others too).... the only conditon to buy in speedy is, when you are looking for some very 'limited' edition and rare to find it in some random music store. example: the secret album tat my idol &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secret_%282007_film%29"&gt;secret movie&lt;/a&gt; =p .  cost me abt rm 1xx back then, well it was worth it for the music quality was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;here is part of my collection =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SQ9KYIgPO0I/AAAAAAAAAho/Dfb6j9vjjQg/s1600-h/Image007.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SQ9KYIgPO0I/AAAAAAAAAho/Dfb6j9vjjQg/s200/Image007.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264508267879414594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;got it from speedy =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bed time*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-7733085184593924201?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2008/11/again-im-ok-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SQ9KYIgPO0I/AAAAAAAAAho/Dfb6j9vjjQg/s72-c/Image007.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-7140614701439987042</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-22T01:07:18.844+08:00</atom:updated><title>Air Batu Campur = ABC -- &gt; thats it means</title><description>nothing related to food actually. its relates to what happening to me now. i'm the crystal clear icy cool block of ice. then u shredded me into smaller bits so that u can fit me into the ice shaving machine. u turn on the switch, the razor shave me into tiny tiny bits, i hv become a small mountain of ice flakes.. aka snow, pure white still icy cool. just eating me like this is just too plain , u add jelly, nuts, beans, cendol, corn chucks, sago, fruits (optional) and more jellies if u like; then u add colorful syrups and a lil bit of condensed milk, last but not least ice cream as topping (optional too).  there u go... u got ur ABC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/519639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/519639.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*google'd: giant ABC from some website*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SP4F12WvuwI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OlKGvyAE68w/s1600-h/1807975307_26fb36bfd0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SP4F12WvuwI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OlKGvyAE68w/s200/1807975307_26fb36bfd0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259647837497441026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*google'd via someone else's blog*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;seems tasty huh?&lt;br /&gt;yups... but wasnt a good news for me. this mixture of feeling really makes me feel terrible =_=&lt;br /&gt;today day's MIP meeting was okay for me. but not a good news. my adviser was great ( way better than my supervisor, i'm serious... altho my supervisor is more influential. i feel super stress and panic to see her) bad news for me is that my proposal is too simple and i need to implement more advance function into my system. G R E A T.  " you are a CSE student, this has no challenge for u".... OMFG... what the heck.. y am i that stupid to choose CSE in the first place. i dint know that i have choose the probably most regretful step in my life and the best part is that i just too late to realize it now.&lt;br /&gt;i was so moody today, it was raining the whole evening. i sat on my table looking out to the sky.. kinda dark eh.. then i look to the street.. kinda empty ehh... then i stare... then a fulgy lizard come out of no where on the mosquito net on my window... DARN FULGY LIZARD... IT WAS LIKE... 7~8CM LONG.. WTF...  =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*plays Love Song by  Khalil Fang*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-7140614701439987042?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2008/10/air-batu-campur-abc-thats-it-means.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fXfsNeUYgo/SP4F12WvuwI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OlKGvyAE68w/s72-c/1807975307_26fb36bfd0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504714027285818385.post-8675943377899688711</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 11:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-19T20:15:39.180+08:00</atom:updated><title>DIAM LA U... *EMO*</title><description>I HV ENOUGH OF U. I;M SO PISSED UP WITH UR FK'IN ATTITUDE OK, IF U DUN WANNA HELP ME JUST DIAM LA. Y KEEP ASKING. HOW I DO IT, IS NOT UR FKING PROBLEM. I'M NOT A PERSON THAT WANNA DIP MY FOOT INTO SOME SHYT AROUND. I'M NOT THAT MINDLESS OK. U THINK I STUPID OR WHAT? TARD? PLZ LA, I KNOW WHATS WRONG WHATS RIGHT. I JUST WANNA COMPLETE IT. I CAN EXPLAIN IT ENOUGH. THOU SOMETIME I CANT AND GOT NO FKING IDEA WHAT IS THAT... BUT SINCE I NEVER FKING BEG FOR UR HELP. DUN COME FKING ASK ME ABT IT. AND HELLO DUN EVER COME ASKING ME AND WHEN I ASK SOMETHING U GIV ME A REPLY WHICH WASNT THE ANSWER. EVEN U CAN FINISH IT AND HAND IT IN ON TIME. IT DOESNT SHOWS UR BETTER THAN ME. AND DUN GIV ME TAT FEELING THAT U FKING UNDERSTAND WHAT U ARE DOING. IF U ARE BETTER THAN ME BY MILES AWAY... THINK AGAIN, COME TO MY SIT AND U WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN MY LIFE. LIKE I CARE LIKE I GONNA BEG U FOR UR FKING HELP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun ever come disturb me when i'm emo. i never go argue with anyone. but this just what my mind is scolding someone. i apologize that im swearing and cursing . is just an expression no hard feelings. plz &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ignore &lt;/span&gt;this post, do not be some middleman and put up fire for me... i'm just stressed, needed some space to burst. i'm fine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4504714027285818385-8675943377899688711?l=kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kookiecrumbles.blogspot.com/2008/10/diam-la-u-emo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ClinG)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>