tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-302929172024-03-07T13:00:59.595+08:00RUNAWAY ;yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.comBlogger252125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-41281123536166146442011-09-05T02:44:00.002+08:002011-09-05T04:33:01.793+08:00Back to the old times =)<span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">W</span></span>atching some amazing goals from youtube felt so good. Excited, and reminded me about my youth.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">When I was a kid, I used to watch football games with my father and brothers. Though I wasn't really understand what football is, but I enjoyed the goals and the moment they scream together. I remember the first FIFA World Cup I've watched, it was won by Holland if I 'm not mistaken. I remembered my father was talking with my brothers about Berkamp's goal. It is the clearest memory about my father with the family. Speaking of that time, David Beckham was the hottest footballer around the town. Everyone likes him and seems like he's the only one that everyone knows when comes to football games.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Of course, he's my hottest best footballer among all. Not that he's the only one who famous back at 90s, and he's the only one who can really play well and have natural talent plus potential in football. His free kicks and crosses were the best, and no one else can beat him even until now. I have a poster of him that hanged on my wall. The first thing you'll see when you enter my room will be his handsome face on the wall. My friends all noticed it and said I'm crazy. So what? Don't ever let me see you hanging Jay Chou on your wall then. It's crazy! You know.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">When I watch the videos, I can feel the excitement and passion when he plays. His goals was absolutely no doubt, fascinating. All his free kicks bend, assistance, passing and goals, it's almost 100% accurately to be score once he got the chance and the right spot. He can determined really fast about how much strength he's gonna kick the ball and pass to his teammate, with 100% accurately. He's talented just the moment he born. He work hard for his fame and money, he played with his passion. He's unpredictably nice and handsome, not to mention having a wife that dressing him to be a fashion icon. Incredibly sexy body shape, tattoos, hairstyle and lot more. How amazing would it be if he's my dad? Nah just kidding. But... What if I am?</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">I miss the time when he wears the red jersey. I miss the time when he kicks out the ball and celebrate on the next moment. I felt regret that I didn't watch much of his games when he play for the Red Devils. Well... That's the time that you're suppose to missed aren't ya?</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">Dream on Yvonne... Dream it big.</span>
<br />yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-27247731595006223922011-09-04T01:31:00.002+08:002011-09-04T01:56:02.748+08:00Acting strange...<span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">B</span></span>een sleeping in the middle of the night lately. My body told me to sleep but my brain just doesn't allowed me to. With all the music, games, imaginations and shit. Damn my brain just wouldn't wanna rest for a second.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">The coming weeks is going to be super busy for me. Tom is going to work at the fair, me have to take care of his outlet my own. I'm afraid that I can't handle it. Imma everyday late to work, what more can help him to take care of it? It's a joke right? I hope it is. Seriously.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I must change. At least be punctual to work as my first step. Then, a chance to apologize. I need to prove to myself, and to other people, that I am capable to handle things myself. I am a reliable person and a trustworthy friend. I have to gain back my trust between them and I. Only time can change this matter at the moment. Not that I don't care, but I'll just let the time to prove it to them, about the real me.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">To be honest, I do feel disappointed to myself. What a joke.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">Just want to buried myself into music and think nothing.</span>
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<br /></div></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-77935987215075504712011-09-01T04:06:00.003+08:002011-09-01T04:42:29.698+08:00My life is confised<span style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >I</span>s it me or is it my brain? Made me fucking late to work these days. I'm scared, to let others find out. I don't mind what others think, but her. I'm pathetic I know.</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I know I'm the problem, not my brain. Just trying to find an excuse for me to escape. Scared, but still doing it. What the fuck are you doing Yvonne Kow?! You've said you'll change, but since when you really change? Since when? I wanna know either. Your room is a mess, your job is pointless, your study is worthless, your life is confused. What am I doing at all these times? Am I on the right way? Or did I choose the wrong path? Can anyone tell me?</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I feel really upset, when seeing my friends are graduating from college. I admit it. I'm jealous and upset. I don't blame anyone, not my mom, not my dad, not my brothers, but myself. I wasted my own time and other people's money. I lost trust from my friends, my colleague, I guess the next will be my family. Let's hope they don't give up on me alright? I got no one to tell my feelings, here, in this place, is the only place that I can spread out my feelings, but no one knows still.</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >At the moment, I'm scared. I'm worried. I'm pathetic. Can anyone hear me?</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family:courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">I'm scared. My life is pathetic.</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" >I'm still trying to be better for you, but I just can't.</span>
<br />yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-77467409136723100102011-08-15T05:03:00.004+08:002011-08-15T06:43:46.092+08:00It's Been Awhile...<span style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >S</span>omething or someone just inspired me to write down this post. What and who might that be?</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >We all know it, of course, no other than Miss Taylor Swift and her awesome inspiration songs. Her latest album is really, really my all time favourite. Just can't get rid of her songs off from my mind most of the time. I don't care if my playlist only repeat her songs again and again, I can sing it again and again for gazillion times =) Taylor rocks!</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Hope to pick up my guitar again, but it's 5am in the morning now, I'm a little bit tired and I don't dare to wake my brother up by the noise. Right this moment, I'm enjoying my Taylor's beautiful songs and dreaming about how amazing it would be if I can sing on stage with the crowd. I don't want to be a star, I just want to sing my favourite songs to all my friends, and who may like to listen to my singing. That feeling is like the world stops around you, and you're the only one who can feel things around. All eyes on you, and you just sharing what you like to share. No one can understand that feeling, but yourself. I always sing in front of the mirror, even when shower, even when changing, whenever in the car, whenever walking on the street. Singing is like my must-to-do list everyday!</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I day dream a lot. And I meant, a lot. Everyone do that, it's just that I probably would be 120% more than other people do. I think a lot too, which is not a good thing for me. Good stuff bad stuff, everything. That is why I hate to be alone, yet, I desperate to be alone most of the time. Yeah I'm a weirdo. I enjoy my alone time. I love my alone time. I like to do things alone, most of the time. I don't like to show my ugly side to people, 'cause I'm too shy for that. But I like to do stupid things when I'm alone. Call me freak.</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Been thinking, what my friends have been asking me for this while. Am I gonna work as a retail assistant forever? Shit. The first thing that came to my mind is... Right. I don't know either. Everyone asked me am I going back to college? The problem is, if I have enough money for study, you won't see me working at the shop right? And then they'll go, Save money. Or PTPTN. That's why I always keep telling people, I know what I'm doing and I know what to do before and after things happen. I've tried PTPTN, but it can't even cover 1 semester for me. So what do you want me to do? Rob the bank? Or begging people to borrow money for me to study? If you guys know me well enough, you'll know that I hate to talk about money issue with friends, or anybody else. You're giving my YOUR opinions or rather suggestions to me from your point of view, but I would rather say that you're forcing me to do things that YOU think it's right, that YOU think it's good for me, that YOU think it's for my own good. But what about MY opinion? Does anyone of you have asked me about MY feelings? How I feel and what I think? Or maybe it's not important because you're talking like you know what's good for me.</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I asked mommy, will you support me if I'm going back to college? The first thing she ask me was, how do I think about it? Can you see why our mothers are always the best? Because all they want is us to be happy to do things that we like. They always support us no matter what, at least my mom does. I'm thankful that I still have my mom around, though we don't talk that often like others. Everyone has their problem, everyone will thinks there is nothing more worst than them. So did I, but not anymore. And I know this is not going to be the only problem I'll be having, yet I still stand it and face it, bravely. Everything is going to be alright and fine.</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Time is all the matters. But in this moment, is the most difficult time for me to go through. Stuck in the middle, don't know which way to go. Left or right? Up or down? Straight or U-turn? I gotta talk about this with someone I trust. As soon as possible. As I already have some other problems coming towards me.</span>
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<br /><span style=" color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >I guess that's it for today. I have to get onto my bed and rest for later. Gosh I'm screwed!</span>
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=" color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" >Hope to say sorry to you, once and for all.</span>
<br /></div></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-38018225826421030832011-04-20T21:16:00.007+08:002011-08-15T06:44:21.587+08:00Headline! I'm Back!<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Y</span>o yo everyone! I'm back again! For don't know how many gazillion times already..</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Just changed to a new modem. Thanks to Feh Fan, he lend me his old one. Well at least I have things to do after getting home from work now. Catch up with friends, update their stories, and now most importantly, update my management staff's status so I can get rid of them. In case they're in bad mood. I don't wanna kena boom =/</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Alright enough about people. Let's talk about me! Currently practicing a little dance performance for my company's annual dinner. I have to say, this is the toughest performance that I've ever got in. Creating our own step for the whole song, mix and match and stuff. Gosh this is hard. And they want to audition after a month when they announced that we have to get involve to it. If i am that good in dancing, I wouldn't be working at Shojikiya right? Oh p-leaseeee...</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >But we managed to complete the dance. Well... Sort of. 30% away to getting it done. 1st audition on next week which I forgot when is it. Then the formal one is on May which I also forgot what date it is. Sorry I don't really remember these kinda small matters. And the Customer Service thingy some more. I need 48 hours a day now. Or a clock stopper would be better? I need some time to sleep also. Haven't been sleep well for a while.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Here we are. Should stop here and get back to my videos. I haven't been online for so long! Must catch up a bit. Oh and by the way, the song for my performance is called On The Floor by J-Lo feat. Pitbull. Yeah rock it baby =)</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >No case is in my list no<span style=" color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >w</span></span><span style=" color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >.</span>
<br /></div></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-61436154778840336722011-01-03T01:28:00.006+08:002011-08-15T06:44:39.021+08:00All I Can Say Is I Was...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >T</span>here I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Same old, tired place lonely place</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Vanished when I saw your face</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?"</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Across the room your silhouet</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >te,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" > starts to make its way to me</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >The playful conversation starts, counter all your quick remarks</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Like passing notes in secrecy</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >And it was enchanting to meet you</span><span style="font-size:130%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">This night is sparkling, don't you let it go</span></span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" > home</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I'll spend forever wondering if you knew</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >I was enchanted to meet you</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">The lingering question kept me up, 2 a.m., who do you love?</span></span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I wonder 'til I'm wide awake</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >And now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I'd open up and you would say</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >Hey it was enchanting to meet you</span><span style="font-size:130%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >All I know is I was enchanted to meet you</span><span style="font-size:130%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">This night is sparkling, don't you let it go</span></span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I'll spend forever wondering if you knew</span>
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<br />This night is flawless, don't you let it go</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I'll spend forever w</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >ondering if you knew</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;">
<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >I was enchanted to meet you</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">This is me praying that</span></span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >This was the very first page, not where the storyline ends</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >I was enchanted to meet you</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Please don't be in love with someone else</span></span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Please don't have somebody waiting on you</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Please don't be in love with someone else</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Please don't have somebo</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >dy waiting on you</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">This night is sparkling, don't you let it go</span></span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >I'll spend forever wondering if you knew</span>
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<br />This night is flawless, don't you let it go</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >I'll spend forever wondering if you knew</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >I was enchanted to meet you</span>
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;">Please don't be in love with someone else</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >
<br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;">Please don't have somebody waiting on you</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">@Taylor Swift - Enchanted</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">Still no case yet.</span>
<br /></span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-38204955225019551972011-01-02T02:42:00.005+08:002011-08-15T06:44:57.283+08:00QUICK!!!<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">O</span></span>h my! When can I really rest and shop til I drop?? WHEN?!!</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Working is hell. I mean, the job is okay but tired like hell. Don't ever choose for retail if you're not the-tough-person-who-can-do-everything-you-own kinda people. Trust me. Office is your type. Though I don't like the bored-ness of it. But at least it has a fix time for you in everyday and you got PUBLIC HOLIDAY. Unless you want double or triple pay, otherwise just take a day off on these big days. It's a mess for you to work on the public holiday.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Yvonne, Yvonne... You gotta stick with it once you've chosen this job from the beginning.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Nothing much happened today. But glad to hang out with friends and sister after finished work. Listening to Taylor on the way home. And her Singapore's concert ticket is totally SOLD OUT. What the fuck man. Anyone just willing to sell me any of her tickets? The price is negotiable X)</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Oh well.. Should have asked my friend to buy for me earlier. Damn. I was too late. It's all too late now. Fuck.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >No case for today.</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-19114274139127454102011-01-01T02:33:00.006+08:002011-08-15T06:45:23.921+08:00Happy 2011<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">H</span></span>appy New Year 2011 =)</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >'Celebrated' with 3 and a half friends at a cafe somewhere between Happy Garden and Sri Petaling. Can see the fireworks where released from the Bukit Jalil. Seriously, I don't feel like it is a new year's eve. Maybe I should go to some place where crowded and countdown with everybody else? I've never been to one in my 20 years before. Pathetic.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >So how did you celebrate yours? Can't wait to hear your story. Got drunk? Or eat chicken wings at home? Me? Mix chop + Vanilla Milk Shake and crap a lot with others. Is that simple.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I can't believe it's already 1st of January 2011 now. Even my mom got plans with her friends and out at night. Well, she's still young isn't she? Can't blame her. Time flies like nobody's business. I don't know what I've done in 2010. Nothing special really. 真的没有东西值得我留念吗?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I guess I really need to blog every single day now. To remind myself of my everyday life as I can read it whenever I can or refresh my memory whenever I needed. You know.. People will grow OLDER. Which I hate it very much. I DON'T WANT TO BE OOOOOOOOOLD!</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Anyway, gonna go shopping soon. Once with mom and then twice with friends. Of course must buy a lot with mommy first then only go buy other stuff by myself. Therefore I can save up more to buy more >=) Those old clothes could be my 'new' pyjamas already. Yay~</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Have a new life in a new year. I hope this could be a better life for me, my family and my friends. Let's go crazy!</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >I need this to remind me of the last December.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" >It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you </span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" > Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" > I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" > And I go back to December all the time</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" >@<span style="font-weight: bold;">Taylor Swift - Back To December</span></span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 + #2 - i don't give a damn anymore. closed file.</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-34906222687666564062010-12-31T02:02:00.006+08:002011-08-15T06:52:06.474+08:002 tiring days<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:180%;">2</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >9th</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Worked all day. My supervisor even wants me to work for full day but I lied that I got things to do. I know I'm bad but, if she told me earlier I might will consider to stay. Too bad she called me on the last minute then.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Went yamcha session with friends. Honestly, haven't been relax like this for a long time.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Glad that I still have them in my life now. But I met him when I got there. So it's kinda frustrated for me. Why does he have to be there?? Spoil my mood.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Badminton in the morning made me feel better. Since I'm sick for days. It feels great after sweat it all out.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Then went to Pavilion with sister and her hubby. I saw this freaking nice bag at the Pull and Bear! It's only RM120 after discount. Though it's only 20 bucks off haha.. But I really like that bag. Damn. Can only buy on next month. Hopefully no one buys if before me. I'm praying hard for it. But what if I saw something nicer than that after I bought it?! I don't wanna make myself to be regret. Shit.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Mom promised to bring me go buy new clothes for CNY. YES! I'll have extra new stuff then. Gonna shop twice on next month. One with mommy and another with my dear sister Angeline. Anyone care to join us?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Alright. Going to sleep now. My wife is going to kill me if she finds out. Think it's not happening. Nope. Nope. Right??</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" >Last but not least, <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Happy New Year</span></span> everyone! Welcome to 2011. A whole new happy year for all of us. Forget the past. Looking forward for new excitement =)</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 + #2 - urrgghh.. forget about it</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-51772414539721922072010-12-29T03:05:00.004+08:002010-12-29T03:46:00.786+08:00All I want for Christmas...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >... Is you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Okay. I know Christmas is over. But I don't even feel it at all!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Someone please slap me from my dream. I think I'm still in daydreaming mode now. 4 more days to 2011?!! But I haven't had enough fun for 2010 yet! Hold on you time taker bitch! I still have a lot to catch up! Well, except when I'm working. Hey.. Back to the topic.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >So, yeah. Christmas is over. And being a santa wasn't easy for me. All the presents I've sent aren't accepted by the people I expected them to be. Honestly, I missed my friends very much. It's kind of disappointed when you were expecting to meet them but it turns out completely opposite the way you thought. So what do I do? Give the present then walk off lor.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Actually, I just want to meet my friends and gather around together like we used to. Have a little chat and laugh and that's it. But it's hard for all of us nowadays. For me, I suppose. 'Cause I'm not ready yet?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Seems like the way I'm on this shit now is working. I quit Facebook. Not bothering anyone and no anybody to bother me. For a second, I feel free. But then I ask myself, 'What should I do when I'm having lunch break and stuck in a stupid traffic jam now, without Facebook?' But still, I told myself do not let these thoughts to cross my mind. I'm insist to survive without Facebook and I can do it. I did it. So far. I told my finger through my mind not to click the Facebook icon from the history list. <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS FOR ME?!!</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Alright. What time is it now? FUCK. 3.30am?!! I'm suppose to wake up at 7am! Darn. Gotta head to sleep now. Someone will kill me if she finds out. Have a nice dream everyone.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >P.S.: Just call me if you have plans for New Year's Eve eh? My phone is like 7-11. Yea you know what I mean.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Picture of the day</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.comix.it/Fcp/DocumentiSitiFcp/documenti/immagini/argh.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 530px;" src="http://www.comix.it/Fcp/DocumentiSitiFcp/documenti/immagini/argh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-family:courier new;">AARRGGHHHH... Shut Up.</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 + #2 - close? i wish.</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-58109834617163934052010-12-28T03:14:00.005+08:002010-12-28T03:43:41.899+08:00我觉得...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >我觉得 我是个贪新忘旧的人 新的东西往往比旧的更爱惜</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >我觉得 并不是每样旧的都不好 只是新的来得比旧的好 来得比旧的更适合我</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >我希望 以前的东西能够恢复之前的面貌 再继续保留下去 一直到老</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >更希望 旧的可以跟新的融化在一起 大家都可以得到开心的结局</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >那不是很好吗</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >难到 现在的局面 是能够带给人快乐的吗</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >如果是这样 我宁愿</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >我从来都不曾拥有过<br />大家都可以释放心中的包袱<br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >好吧 就这样决定</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Picture of the day</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.lafraise.com/fr/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/happy-sad-day-4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://blog.lafraise.com/fr/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/happy-sad-day-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Does it make you feel better?</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >This is just a random post that I'm talking about my feelings tonight. Nothing else.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 + #2 - think it'll be close soon. i hope?</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-17553022648543199412010-12-27T02:28:00.003+08:002010-12-27T03:01:14.025+08:00I don't know what am I doing today<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I've been dreaming all day long. Daydreaming they called. And I don't even know what am I dreaming about. Damn.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I want iPhone 4! But iPhone Pro is coming out in September. Should I wait? Or just get the iPhone 4 now? Little suggestion please?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Regret that I took the meal at mamak just now. Feel lagi uncomfortable now. Already fall to sick anyhow. How wonderful.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >The radio keep playing this old song in these few days. It's one of my favorite in the past years. I just couldn't get rid of it now. It's playing in my head even when I'm sleeping.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >如果 全世界我也可以放弃</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >至少还有你 值得我去珍惜</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >而你在这里</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >就是生命的奇迹</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >The lyrics are so beautiful..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Goodnight everybody. Nite nite Yvonne. Nite nite to my lao po. I know you're smiling now =)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Picture of the day</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2700073515_4b275e0bc8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 389px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2700073515_4b275e0bc8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Can I have my holidays now?</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 + #2 - omg i'm a lousy detective</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-88783582734838407452010-12-26T04:28:00.002+08:002010-12-26T04:33:16.789+08:00It's not the way I thought it would be<span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Today is just not my day.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Goodnight.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Picture of the day</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ymxC7S2eSfE/TQIT3qyIgxI/AAAAAAAAAjs/oCclUcd4LaA/s1600/disappointed.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 700px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ymxC7S2eSfE/TQIT3qyIgxI/AAAAAAAAAjs/oCclUcd4LaA/s1600/disappointed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-family: courier new;">Let it out my dear..</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">Case #1 - not even close yet but #2 has already opened file</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-59269123056704780052010-12-25T05:10:00.003+08:002010-12-25T05:52:43.008+08:00Christmas's Eve of 2010<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >First of all, I'm sorry. To my friends that text me today. I lied.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Yup. I wasn't at home tonight. But hey, it's Christmas's Eve. You don't expect me to stay at home and watch tv then sleep right? Plus Christmas is one of my most favorite day of the year. Unfortunately I'm not spending time with my dear friends, but with those idiots instead. Really. They are real idiots.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >It was jam everywhere in KL tonight. What more when it comes to New Year's Eve? I think we have to expect for 2 hours to stuck in the jam no matter where you go. But still, I'm willing to stuck in it if my friends are with me. My mom will definitely go out with her friends. So do my two brothers. I won't be the only stupid idiot who stay at home and watch the countdown live on tv right? Though I don't really like crowded place and squeeze with everyone out there.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Somehow I'm looking forward for it. I'll definitely go with him/her if anyone ask me to. Just anyone.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I think I'm being more open in socialize now. I just talk to anyone even I just know him/her for few minutes ago. It's just not ME that I'm used to because I am the coolest person among my gang. I don't talk. No matter what or who, when I don't feel like to talk, I can shut my mouth for the whole day. But I've changed lately. I don't know whether it's a good change or not but, I think my friends were right about me. I've got the talent to be a good PR. Don't you agree? Hey there's even a PR alphabet on my number plate!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >So Christmas is finally here. Have you got your present or even open it? Well, I haven't. YET. I think. But I'm not desperate for a present. Don't get me wrong. I do like presents. But it's only when I give them out to friends or family. I don't expect to receive any present from anyone. Seriously. I feel more happy and enjoy when my friends like what I got for them. That kind of expression, is priceless. But I can only got a few in this year. I don't like to make excuses but I really had no time to prepare the presents for friends nor family. So I'm sorry for those who I didn't buy any gift to them. Really sorry.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >So I guess that's it for today. I promised that I'll blog everyday now and I did. So far.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Merry Christmas. To you. And to myself. HoHoHo~</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Picture of the day</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jehtoday.net/christmas/video/christmas123.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 347px;" src="http://www.jehtoday.net/christmas/video/christmas123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-family:courier new;">I hope I'll be there one day. Just one day..</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 - omg i want to close it now can i?</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-17542925135442626502010-12-24T00:02:00.005+08:002010-12-24T02:56:40.327+08:00Any plan guys?<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >It's Christmas's Eve already! I need plans for tonight! Any idea??</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I want to countdown since I've never been to one before. Yet I don't like to be squeeze like the meat of a sandwich. Any good place for countdown with full of people YET you don't have to squeeze with everybody? Yea I know I'm picky but you should know me since the day you first know. Right.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I realize that I have such free time to do things that I usually didn't after I quit Facebook. It's peaceful and no rush. I seriously need time for myself now. And I want holiday!! Fuck Mr.Say. You lied to me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Happy Christmas coming eve. Prepared your presents?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >Picture of the day</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJukLyPgV-Ln0UrdiR5tJ9M61XGjwxPiPW9GgiSc-wy2dtOYg2YDNLW7eUTRvq5cO5kubbp30Ak9EXyj2nr0xMChShQwgi6d7UMrpDEZ42mSYAVsGSpN89MYk3wUQkjK2xFUvug/s1600/Santa-Claus-Pics-0302.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 347px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJukLyPgV-Ln0UrdiR5tJ9M61XGjwxPiPW9GgiSc-wy2dtOYg2YDNLW7eUTRvq5cO5kubbp30Ak9EXyj2nr0xMChShQwgi6d7UMrpDEZ42mSYAVsGSpN89MYk3wUQkjK2xFUvug/s1600/Santa-Claus-Pics-0302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:courier new;" >I hope Santa could hear my wishes</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 - i'm still waiting..</span><br /></div></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-85414173451853936012010-12-23T02:32:00.006+08:002010-12-23T02:52:52.554+08:00I call it Tong Yuan Festival<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Yea you got it right. It's Tong Yuan day. I love tong yuan. It makes me feel good just when I smell it before I taste it. And it gives me warm and comfortable after a tough day at work. It feels family again.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Being a santa clause tonight again. Santa works at night isn't it? That's what I do. Sending gifts to the sisters at night. But it turns out their father accept the gifts for them. I have to say, kinda disappointed for not seeing them. But somehow my heart told me I haven't forgot the incident yet. So yea...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I wish santa could gives me power to heal my mistakes. I broke my side mirror! I spent too much in this month! I sleep 'early' in these days! And I should have requested for off days earlier! Damn those bastards who stole my holidays. Don't be surprise if I show my unhappy face to you. 'Cause you just stole something that I wanted for long time ago. Back off.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Quite impress of myself. Didn't on Facebook nor Twitter for days. Just hanging there Yvonne. You'll get through it...</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Picture of the day</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfa0duN1qxVEu_bI4O_xjm66JjWsHswyaDypS2MjMMOvMEHMTjaLMMZs7WYOTgIcaMk0dpX5mi_8bO0H8P3Qu_rq0IqUv7YwmKPX3scybxrSpd0lceATIRAMWKylRWFZOBb3se/s1600/untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfa0duN1qxVEu_bI4O_xjm66JjWsHswyaDypS2MjMMOvMEHMTjaLMMZs7WYOTgIcaMk0dpX5mi_8bO0H8P3Qu_rq0IqUv7YwmKPX3scybxrSpd0lceATIRAMWKylRWFZOBb3se/s400/untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553579620510306514" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:courier new;" >This is for me. Don't act like you know it</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 - still waiting to be close file</span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-82700801658637417022010-12-22T05:05:00.007+08:002010-12-28T03:43:59.663+08:00I'm back in blogging =)<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" >It's been a year since the last time I was here. Just realize, I quit Facebook and Twitter, but I still have this to spread out my feelings and to remind myself things that happen around me everyday. I have to admit, I kinda miss blogging.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:courier new;" >I laughed when I read back the previous posts. It was a silly me, and I have seen myself grown up. I promised myself to blog every single day from now on. Well, I'll try.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Christmas is around the corner, and I still haven't got a plan yet. Might going some place to hang out and of course, countdown. I've never been to any place to countdown before. Seriously, I need to get out. Speaking of getting out, thought going out from town for a short while. Like, a few days off from work? Wouldn't kill me. I'm desperately need a break. Anyone care to join?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Promised a friend that I will attend her Christmas party, bet it'll be another exhausted day for me since I can only go after work. Gosh, I did feel regret now. But somewhere in my heart tells me <span style="font-style: italic;">'Yvonne, it's CHRISTMAS. Everyone is going out to play and what for staying at home with a tivo?'</span> So I guess, I'll go. No matter what.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" >And it's 5.30am now. I'm damn sleepy. But I want to finish this nicely. It's the first post since I'm away from this! Can't leave it just like that. Can you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >I miss everyone. Where have they been? Bet they already forgotten me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" >Shit. Really?? Guys?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" >Isn't it strange? Or.. Is it me? Keep feeling the phone in the pocket is vibrating. Just when you take it out, light is still staying off. I think, the phone bill for this month is just going to state out my mom's number. Damn. I should have prank more calls then. Can't waste the credit isn't it?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" >Alright. Should off to bed now. Hard work is waiting ahead. Gonna be tough. And I mean TOUGH.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Nite nite Yvonne. Sweet dreams everyone. See you again soon.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >Picture of the day</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheK3sTS_rJ0oTPoneof7BrUIeEJRbad9p7rZ0YFHi4EVv7zNAaBeT7eH4CQvTbgjjCz7upK9-uRiJJjKrj3NX28KPwx5ICzBMhEouAOrIdYeMgYzJpAvhg9KOD4KTCYwj3ZCF8/s1600/sign2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheK3sTS_rJ0oTPoneof7BrUIeEJRbad9p7rZ0YFHi4EVv7zNAaBeT7eH4CQvTbgjjCz7upK9-uRiJJjKrj3NX28KPwx5ICzBMhEouAOrIdYeMgYzJpAvhg9KOD4KTCYwj3ZCF8/s400/sign2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553252161361104290" border="0" /></a></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:courier new;" >This is how I feel right now</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" >Case #1 - waiting to be close file<br /></span>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-8291289811722412542009-09-20T12:36:00.006+08:002009-09-20T13:14:41.902+08:00Let Me Brain Wash Myself...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Valentine's Day</span>, not the <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Valentine's Day</span>, it's the m</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >ovie called</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" > <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;">Valentine's</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" > <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;">Day</span>, will be show on next year february. Lots of lots of stars are in it and I really can't wait for it to show. Well, mostly because of <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Taylor Swift </span></span>and <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Emma Roberts</span></span> are starring =P And Emma's aunt, <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Julia Roberts</span>, <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Ashton Kutcher</span>, <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Jessica Alba</span>, <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Anna Hathaway</span>, Karen's favorite <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Taylor Lautner </span>and <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Patrick Dempsey</span>, more and more that I can't really remember. Heard that <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Joe Jonas</span> </span>is in too -..-" Suck. Well who cares? I just want <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Taylor</span> and <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Emma</span>!</span> <span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Oh I mean Taylor Swift not Taylor Lautner =)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Though it'll only show on february next year, but there's a trailer now. I know, Feh Fan, you are going to like it XP</span><br /><br /><object style="font-family: verdana;" height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3BPuK606bdQ&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3BPuK606bdQ&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Picture of the day @</span><br /></div><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmlIvHenXx-8Ec9HIwxZnemtlkaRooFcPH8m1Wtm2LOwl-RX_xtDH0nekSXvxvM5spTdQQHEHW8cKNkwr4bGNE1GPaHtw74hFNrXeGR2_-6rTjTjt27iW5F0AbpqNEqxR7rkF/s1600-h/msg-124906194452-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmlIvHenXx-8Ec9HIwxZnemtlkaRooFcPH8m1Wtm2LOwl-RX_xtDH0nekSXvxvM5spTdQQHEHW8cKNkwr4bGNE1GPaHtw74hFNrXeGR2_-6rTjTjt27iW5F0AbpqNEqxR7rkF/s400/msg-124906194452-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383410594882382978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Since the trailer didn't put this up... I feel a little bit awkward about it o..O</span><br /></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-23826800465715535092009-09-18T17:03:00.003+08:002009-09-18T17:17:44.874+08:00OMG Please Tell Me This Is Not Happening!!!<span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Avril Lavigne</span></span> is <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">separating</span> with her husband <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >DERYCK</span>!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">According to her *click*</span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://avril-l.org/">fan site</a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"> and her official *click*</span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=6407230&blogId=510598150">MySpace</a><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">, it confirmed that <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Avril</span> is separating her <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Deryck Whibley</span> from <span style="font-style: italic;">Sum41</span> band! It's been<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"> 6 and a half years</span> they've been together. But Avril said they are still ramaining in a good friendship. Haih... Why all the bad things are just keep on coming?!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Well, there's nothing we can do about it, except wish her the best. She's still young isn't her? I believe she can find another good man for her life.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">I was thinking what to blog today. But there. I got a big news. A sad one.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">Hope she's alright. And so do <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Taylor</span></span>!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">Picture of the day @</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDn1RPhexLogm_OZ9uv5ZI7u0lf4qIwax_6KqRBJ45HAnpLKLuTSAw7RsYXbswaAIE6iLSwGH3HAg_y5QZqdoO6Vd-NwBiueOOrj2AqNiRUXyfIPWYcL1hUJ-GA0hWY74kylqA/s1600-h/63647353011l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDn1RPhexLogm_OZ9uv5ZI7u0lf4qIwax_6KqRBJ45HAnpLKLuTSAw7RsYXbswaAIE6iLSwGH3HAg_y5QZqdoO6Vd-NwBiueOOrj2AqNiRUXyfIPWYcL1hUJ-GA0hWY74kylqA/s400/63647353011l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382733158758023842" border="0" /></a>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-3074773795861269382009-09-16T20:29:00.007+08:002009-09-16T22:22:54.132+08:00I'm Proud Of You... You're Stronger Than I Thought...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >So Taylor got interviewed on The View talked about the incident. As I said, she's strong. Then she performed 2 songs - Fifteen & You Belong With Me- with acoustic version. It was COOL! Gonna practice them again =)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Let's watch the videos then...<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">The interview</span><br /><br /></span> </div> <object style="font-family: verdana;" height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sjcof6ifEpY&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sjcof6ifEpY&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Fifteen - Notice her name on the wall behind her?? I liked it very much!!!</span><br /><br /></span> </div> <object style="font-family: verdana;" height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/92rsDAkRol8&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/92rsDAkRol8&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">You Belong With Me</span><br /><br /></span></div><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGYLjE-5vMI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGYLjE-5vMI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Amazing isn't it?? Oh and guess what? President Obama called Kanye West a JACKASS!!! HA! Now that's what I call president =)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Need proof? Take a look... </span><a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://www.nbcnewyork.com/news/politics/Obama-Calls-Kanye-West-a-Jackass-59305232.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">*click it*</span> Obama labelled Kanye as JACKASS!</a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" > There's even a short video for it, though it's NOT about the jackass thingy. But anyhow, I'm glad he said it though he shouldn't.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >I'm still not done with that asshole. I don't know why I'm very mad about it, as if he insulted my sister -..-"<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Picture of the day @<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguIQ4NhyLMVZJ9e-uozczHV4ale_0Ey7_DDHd_Y-_Q6X9KbaUO3yURkJMG4CJIDqTGqUDoHFxoN7shUfxE7p8pt-PGyG7HurJSul7VhFgh8faaY_HCX_C3TzoZ9It_VVK_OSF/s1600-h/obama_mad2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguIQ4NhyLMVZJ9e-uozczHV4ale_0Ey7_DDHd_Y-_Q6X9KbaUO3yURkJMG4CJIDqTGqUDoHFxoN7shUfxE7p8pt-PGyG7HurJSul7VhFgh8faaY_HCX_C3TzoZ9It_VVK_OSF/s320/obama_mad2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382048279603813426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Take that Kanye!</span><br /></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-64566328704273648182009-09-14T19:52:00.009+08:002009-09-16T21:20:13.889+08:00BOYCOTT KANYE WEST!!! *EDIT*<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >I'm damn pissed off now. Don't ask why, just watch.</span><br /><br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmJ0-wy5yoc&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmJ0-wy5yoc&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Kanye West</span></span> is a<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">jerk</span></span></span>! A <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">mother fucking bastard</span></span>! He ruined Taylor's night! It was her <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">first</span></span> VMA! How could he do that to her?!! If I was there I would have hit him on stage on that very moment! <span style="font-weight: bold;">I HATE HIM TIL THE DAY I DIE! YOU HEAR ME?!!</span> It was very nice of <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Beyonce</span> for what she did. Taylor deserves it anyway. Any comment please <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">DO</span> tell me or leave it in my cbox. Or you can tell me on msn I don't mind. Because I'm really REALLY mad about that <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">son of a bitch</span></span> right now T..T</span><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXR_a6IBgSw&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXR_a6IBgSw&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >But this made me feel slightly better...</span><br /><br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xm90HFwH0kU&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xm90HFwH0kU&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >She did this a minute after that incident happened. She stay strong and performed an amazing show. We should be proud of her. She handled it well. <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Way to go Taylor!</span></span> I'll always love you here! =)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">BOYCOTT KANYE WEST EVERYONE!!!</span></span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Picture of the day @</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyg5DZ-rjN3BACbWv0yrpgyBL7uXV1ZeQSmPY4NbKtEUiNUDKTl-bBL2OF-0tU5saMklAKMbMYQVORVh6nT5VHDRIzalbM-7PK9qTtM_9eY59Q-Lx7YguxdNVDXY4WQh0j9g-l/s1600-h/image_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyg5DZ-rjN3BACbWv0yrpgyBL7uXV1ZeQSmPY4NbKtEUiNUDKTl-bBL2OF-0tU5saMklAKMbMYQVORVh6nT5VHDRIzalbM-7PK9qTtM_9eY59Q-Lx7YguxdNVDXY4WQh0j9g-l/s400/image_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381295193440069762" border="0" /></a><br /></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-74782561261283570102009-09-12T22:32:00.003+08:002009-09-12T22:54:08.664+08:00Hope You're Doing Well There...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >I'm worried. Not about myself, it's about someone else, someone I always care for.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >I don't think I should talk about it in here. Just hope that she's doing fine there.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" >P.S.: If you're reading this, you know who you are. Stay strong girl.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Picture of the day @</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclmQJuaL3B4n5SesMtsYB9AmiCiVt7UQU0JDGclPcvwisltePX5kgnY2LatfyPZrnwe6CKsKejcygp_xOhHm-v7i31U7HSSvHbr7oj0fkwiWbH9KjeE-NyCwETXsnGsq-Iaq-/s1600-h/hang+on+lifeline.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclmQJuaL3B4n5SesMtsYB9AmiCiVt7UQU0JDGclPcvwisltePX5kgnY2LatfyPZrnwe6CKsKejcygp_xOhHm-v7i31U7HSSvHbr7oj0fkwiWbH9KjeE-NyCwETXsnGsq-Iaq-/s400/hang+on+lifeline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380594086790285842" border="0" /></a>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-60814485545587061792009-09-08T04:56:00.006+08:002009-09-08T05:54:41.777+08:00Now I Announce You... I'm BROKE!<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Yeah you read it right. I'm <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">broke</span> =)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" >I'm in deep down trouble now. Something just happened for the first time in my life and I hope/pray/beg it's the last one. It's one of my worst say. I'm in hell.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Because of that happened, I have to stop spending out any <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >BIG</span> cost from now on. I even have to borrow money from friend. Yeah. <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yvonne Kow Kar Mun</span></span> is borrowing <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" >MONEY $$$</span> from her friend. Isn't that making the headline around the town?? Please forgive if I refuse to hang out with you now, I'm really really really really <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">REALLY</span></span> do need to save money and pay my debt. How I wish that never happened.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >I regret for what I've done. My friends keep asking me to move on and look forward since I can't do anything for what just happened. I know they're trying to make me feel better and I really appreciate it. But when I close my eyes before I fall to sleep, those scenes just flash out here and there, it makes me feel worse. Why didn't I listen to my mom?!! If I never went out that day, everything would just maintain normal. I'll never forgot this day - <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">September 4th</span></span>. It's worse than I couldn't get a ticket for <span style="font-style: italic;">Taylor Swift</span> & <span style="font-style: italic;">Avril Lavigne</span> concert.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Ivan offered to help me out by money problem. How on earth can you get such a nice friend like him? He's always there for me no matter what. <span style="font-size:85%;">Though we had a big fight 2 weeks ago and almost end our friendship.</span> I can't stop thanking him for lending me his money. And he keep saying what are friends for? He's my best man. But whenever he says that to me, I feel so useless. The more he say, the more I feel guilty and bad. Why am I always the troublemaker and my friends always cover for me? I won't say that I don't need help, but I don't ask for help. I mean, in those serious cases, like I did recently. FYI I don't even ask my mom for help. If it's not necessary or really no other way, maybe I'll ask. Well I guess in this case is exceptional. I already asked for help didn't I? Got the money from Ivan. See? Told you he's my best man.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >I'd rather die in it. At least no one will ever care to settle down for me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >P.S.: Second semester starts tomorrow. Feels complicated.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Picture of the day @</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOYDmf4W0WiKjvvMLD9UJJ7wuS2JXn2mMyMbKdaCkrH7A-wkyzV-RqzZ_uOSxTqj9ZgE9jwUS1EnaaKLBlSO-HaiW0BM82-r1dd5zAOKhCEsFQx0-KE4ActQhDOnr-7WSMD70i/s1600-h/big-trouble.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOYDmf4W0WiKjvvMLD9UJJ7wuS2JXn2mMyMbKdaCkrH7A-wkyzV-RqzZ_uOSxTqj9ZgE9jwUS1EnaaKLBlSO-HaiW0BM82-r1dd5zAOKhCEsFQx0-KE4ActQhDOnr-7WSMD70i/s320/big-trouble.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378834278384618034" border="0" /></a>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-65072877012639152192009-08-28T03:21:00.009+08:002009-08-28T04:14:14.927+08:00So Long Hello!!!<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">*Ahem*</span> Hello everyone! I'm backkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >2 weeks holiday now. It's driving me crazy! Been thinking where to go for the next day =P But mostly just hanging out with some 'friends'. Yea 'friends'. NOT imaginary friends! I mean FRIENDS! Yea well, you got it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Anywayyyyyyy, thanks to Su Wen. If it wasn't her I would be bored until dead now. We've been chatting until midnight in these two days? Is it? I forgot. Well, who cares... Our topic, oh you won't want to know. It was all about <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">T-Swift</span>, but now we got a few new ones, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Dakota Fanning</span> & <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Emma Roberts</span> =) They are awesome right? I know... She has been claiming about it on her blog, her conversations, her mind, her brain and etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc... <span style="font-size:85%;">*Don't stare at me Su Wen. We all read your blog =/*</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I don't know why, but she makes me feel semangat to watch T-Swift's videos again <span style="font-size:85%;">*Yes please don't be perasan now*</span> I know what you're thinking! wuahahahahaha... <span style="font-size:85%;">*cough* *cough*</span> And she made me watched New Moon trailer! <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;">'DON'T... GET ME UPSET...'</span> by <span style="font-style: italic;">Jacob</span> a.k.a <span style="font-style: italic;">Taylor Lautner</span>. I think I will only remember this for the whole New Moon movie -..-"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >But anyhow, here comes T-Swift! ~ ~ ~ 's best friend, Abigail. HAHA GOTCHA! But Taylor was there too X)</span><br /><br /><object style="font-family: verdana;" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPdRsdlWuwc&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPdRsdlWuwc&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Gotta practice my guitar tomorrow. I mean later. Damn semangat now! =P</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">Picture of the day @</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2iHTVH0ePwbiQDkZggw9K-CvfpnhnZoSRouM4D5k2Hn6YY-Sw9t4McybUJLSAW40UANEZVabZWXSbUOMB5Squ85IxUBkWwX6IrN9G2poGir6yvHgjjidCUT3-EP5fNTexd0CQ/s1600-h/031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2iHTVH0ePwbiQDkZggw9K-CvfpnhnZoSRouM4D5k2Hn6YY-Sw9t4McybUJLSAW40UANEZVabZWXSbUOMB5Squ85IxUBkWwX6IrN9G2poGir6yvHgjjidCUT3-EP5fNTexd0CQ/s320/031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374736061588627810" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >They both are shooting for a new film together called <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" >Valentine's Day</span>! <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">MUST</span> </span></span>WATCH IT!</span><br /></div>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30292917.post-52708246802991227812009-08-13T22:21:00.007+08:002009-08-14T00:44:35.367+08:00Long waited...<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Hey guys! Sorry for long waiting. Been busy with works and my college life. Final exams and assignments is here so, have to rush them all in once. And I had 3 weeks holiday XP But I spent most of the time with my friends and my works + college homework. Holiday doesn't mean you have time to rest yo. Have to meet up with lecturer according to my timeline, listen to his criticize on my work, then change again and again. End up I have to redo all T..T Don't ask me why. Freaking photoshop Megan </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Fox is a <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" >S-U-P-E-R H-A-R-D</span> work to do guys. Trust me. It's <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" >H-A-R-D!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Wanna meet my computer graphic lecturer? Here he is... We called him... <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Mr. Pinky</span> X) Only when he's not around of course!<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1QEaSf1OlZ2wPc0cWXSuJoSiykZyuxhwn2S0iGNXY6jmaTaYLKDfAsAgMiQzBlY7oH-BFBhiJWRXiYn5YwtrnxpkCmUu049-AdYK4XwdiRn_n2q-7FtO9r1HTx82gSgl4JsEo/s1600-h/17072009310.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1QEaSf1OlZ2wPc0cWXSuJoSiykZyuxhwn2S0iGNXY6jmaTaYLKDfAsAgMiQzBlY7oH-BFBhiJWRXiYn5YwtrnxpkCmUu049-AdYK4XwdiRn_n2q-7FtO9r1HTx82gSgl4JsEo/s320/17072009310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369473178203643794" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" >Ignore the stick face, it was Andrew's face actually. But I think it looks more like Mr. Low don't you think?<br /><br /></span> </div> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >A lot of dramas going on in my holiday. Ooh trust me, you don't wanna know what they are. I thought I have helped it out but somehow it doesn't work in my way T..T Life isn't it?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >So how were you guys doing out there? I've learned how to bake a <span style="font-style: italic;">meringue</span> from Ivan. It looks like a pie to me though. Whatever. As long I did all the main stuff ^o^ Feh Fan said it was ugly. You are the ugly one! I dare you to say that again, don't ever spoke to me again!<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi47T6wNq8VQctjGyLrq4ZvaAYpQHoBKzY49hefsee1Q19CVJf48fCF00KOGn1lgiMX6OnPBh4DqFA8j8Xi1VHpuRRFrxxIw0UyXuBym1IbEdwUeBoLxSgn38hbdwjJqQCB8_O-/s1600-h/IMG210-01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi47T6wNq8VQctjGyLrq4ZvaAYpQHoBKzY49hefsee1Q19CVJf48fCF00KOGn1lgiMX6OnPBh4DqFA8j8Xi1VHpuRRFrxxIw0UyXuBym1IbEdwUeBoLxSgn38hbdwjJqQCB8_O-/s320/IMG210-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369473182017312226" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >C'mon it's my first time! How could you say it's ugly?!! It was delicious I can assure you. No lie.<br /><br /></span> </div> <span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Alice's birthday is coming! Having a buffet gathering in her house this saturday night. Please do <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">GO</span> for it if you got invited. I'll make sure you it's a fun night =)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" >Oh <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Taylor Swift</span> won <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" >2</span> Teen Choice Awards!!! <span style="font-style: italic;">YOOO HOOO~</span> Watch her clips on youtube, two of her best friends <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Abigail</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Kellie</span> made a surprise for her. VMA's coming too. Vote for her please!!!</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >VOTE!!!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" >OK there's more to come in this month. Stay tune X)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Picture of the day @</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAN5YMhv0VdK6UYbk4Du9qa1ZrL8lr5mu-b2lb9WJ2X0CgyLqFbzLAmuwVAO8nXZc3czI1LJ3mv-Kj9oTY6L5YJq3KtfO5i7fM4V8VJqGQT3IRxMZ3b9pO4OPrMIDB4ny6lkYV/s1600-h/Brisbane_QueenAlbert69.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAN5YMhv0VdK6UYbk4Du9qa1ZrL8lr5mu-b2lb9WJ2X0CgyLqFbzLAmuwVAO8nXZc3czI1LJ3mv-Kj9oTY6L5YJq3KtfO5i7fM4V8VJqGQT3IRxMZ3b9pO4OPrMIDB4ny6lkYV/s320/Brisbane_QueenAlbert69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369488586570823922" border="0" /></a>yvonne_khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00626057133740247471noreply@blogger.com0