tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89723547409702517822009-10-18T07:58:26.519+08:00A Part Of Me....Here it is..a part of my life.. a part from my past... apart from Love... Here it is 'A Part Of Me'sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-29820015698154944932009-09-16T18:21:00.004+08:002009-09-16T19:03:49.454+08:00What's new ??Lately...i was busy with trials...<br />din online for few weeks dy.....<br /><br />Selvan took off to Canada already....<br />Wonder how is he doing there....<br />Can he get use with the altitude there??<br />It's kind of getting cold at his place...<br />Hope he wun catch a cold there...<br />coz nobody can take care of him there....<br />He's on his own....=(<br /><br />I really hope that he will always stay strong like he always does...<br />I know it's not easy to be out there alone....<br />but i really hope when he feels lonely...<br />he will think of me and Kerryn....<br />Think of all the times we had together ^^<br />and laugh....hehe<br /><br />Hope....he will stay healthy....<br />and don't forget about me....<br /><br />Really hope he can come back Malaysia soon....<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD CuPiD-</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-2982001569815494493?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-19779152854629860322009-08-05T17:33:00.002+08:002009-08-05T17:40:17.933+08:00I'm VeRy FiNe....^ ^<span style="color:#3333ff;"> I may look exhausted....</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"> I may seem sad....</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"> I may be weak at times.....</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"> but for sure....</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"> I am very fine....^^</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"> I am happy nowadays....really very happy....</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"> Really feel much better than i ever felt....^^</span><br /><br /> <span style="color:#33cc00;">What i want to do....</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"> is to achieve my aims....^^</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"> with no worries....^^</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"> I can do it....</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"> U too can do it ^^</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"> We can do it ^^</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;"> Together....we try our best.....achieve our aims.... ^^</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD CuPiD-</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-1977915285462986032?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-26786284060247669902009-07-15T17:57:00.010+08:002009-07-21T17:03:50.451+08:00''The Summary''I guess a lot of people is wondering....<br />and has been asking how....<br />this two human being don't have any connection...<br />no similarities...no chance to even talk....<br />barely even meet each other...<br />one is a quiet person...<br />while the other one is one of the busiest girl in school??<br />how come the both of them can get together??<br />and just when it happened??<br />.....and <span style="color:#6600cc;">HOW ??</span><br />how this and how that...?? hehehe ^^<br /><br />Well...<br />haha ^^<br /><br />What i really want to say is...<br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">THANK YOU</span> <span style="color:#33cc00;">^^ </span><br />to my Dear...and also<br />to his friends...especially hamyu ^^<br />who always helped me<br />when i needed a helping hand the most^^<br />i won't forget u guys after having a bf...^^<br />and the most important of all....<br />thanks to my Dearest Dear again...hehe ^^<br /><br />this nice and silly guy...<br />he accepted all her flaws...<br />and also promised to spoil her...<br />and even treat her like a princess....<br />isn't he sweet?? ^^<br />i'm so lucky that i've found this guy...^^<br /><br />Hmm...to some of u who is curious...<br />I came up with a summary... haha ^^<br /><br />and here it is<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;">'the summary'...^^</span><br /><br />She was a girl who don't believe in relationships...<br />She was a girl who erm...dislikes guys....^^<br />because she thinks that guys are<br />playboys...and irresponsible...<br />and the worse of all....she thinks that<br />guys who already have gf<br />will still flirt around with other girls...<br /><br />Well...this girl...she don't really think that<br />any guy will worth her time...<br />her effort...<br />and her feelings anymore...<br />but one day....<br />after 8 months studying Form 6 in SABS...<br />she suddenly noticed the existence of this special person...<br />a nice person...who has exactly, the same phobia...=T<br />who is very quiet...who is not a playboy...^^<br />and then....slowly....<br />she started to know this guy more and more... ^^<br /><br /><br />And here she is...together with that <span style="color:#6633ff;">Mr. Nice Guy</span> ^^<br />With 6 things on the <span style="color:#ff6600;">"List To Do"</span> ....^^<br />Hehe...what 6 things to do?? ^^<br />It's <span style="color:#ff0000;">secret</span> between the both of <span style="color:#cc33cc;">US</span>.... ^^<br /><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Accept you the way you are...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Love you the way you are...^^</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-2678628406024766990?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-73437994160779224832009-06-04T08:56:00.007+08:002009-06-04T09:16:15.575+08:00A New Journey waiting for me...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SiceOWpmE6I/AAAAAAAAAME/qfCzdXg6sWQ/s1600-h/sun03.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343272714845426594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SiceOWpmE6I/AAAAAAAAAME/qfCzdXg6sWQ/s400/sun03.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div>Another day had passed...</div><div>Another day begin...</div><div>The past is still the past...</div><div>The future is unpredictable....</div><div>Nothing is for sure...but</div><div>what for sure is...</div><div>A new journey is waiting for me ahead...</div><div><br /></div><div>How many days i'll have to go??Wish i can come back earlier...</div><div>How many days left before holidays end??</div><div>How many new things i will learn this time??</div><div>How will the masks look like??Can i believe their taste??</div><div>How's with the sponsors??Anyone i can count on??</div><div>How is my friend??Do they think of me when i'm not around??</div><div>How everything will be when i'm not here??</div><br /><div>How will i survive one day without online??</div><div>How will i be when i come back??Tanned??and dirty...<br /></div><div>Everything is full of question marks....</div><div>How if this happen...?</div><div>and how if that happen...?</div><div>No one can predict future....and </div><div>the best thing is....</div><div>nothing is for sure...</div><div>Anything impossible can be possible.....</div><div>but still must stick to the ground...</div><div></div><div>Do not let myself travel too deep into my own fantasy world...^^</div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD CuPiD-</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"> stick to the ground</span></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-7343799416077922483?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-10354545138259532212009-05-30T19:13:00.005+08:002009-05-30T20:00:21.233+08:00How many 10 years??How many 10 years do you have??<br />How many 10 years do you think you still have??<br /><br />What are you doing now??<br />Where are you now??<br />Is this what you want to be forever??<br />Just a nobody...<br />a Nobody to anyone...<br />a Nobody to this society...<br />a Nobody to this world...<br />is this what you really want to be??<br />a Mr. or Miss Nobody??<br /><div>U just have a few 10 years in this world...</div><div>and u just want to be a Nobody??</div><div>Are you sure??<br /></div><br />Me...<br />I hope that i can be a Somebody...<br />a Somebody to someone...<br />a Somebody to this society...<br />I hope people will know who i am...(nothing to do with famous)<br />I hope people will feel that they are happy when i'm around...<br />I hope people will feel at ease when i'm around...<br /><div>I don't hope that people will question who i am...</div><div>I don't want to be anyone's enemy...</div><div>I only have a few 10 years...</div><div>I want to enjoy my life...</div><div>I don't want to get hurt anymore...</div>I will avoid from being hurt...<br />That's why u will think that i'm rude when i do so...<br />I know that sometimes I'm really very mean and rude...<br />but what else i can do??<br />I don't want to get hurt...<br />of course must learn how to protect myself from being hurt....<br />Being rude and mean is one of the ways....to avoid it...<br />That's why only certain people who really knows me...<br />They will understand...<br />They will accept me for the way i am...<br />and they will back me up...<br /><br />I only have a few of 10 years...<br />I don't want to live them with sadness...<br />I want to live them with as much happiness as i can...<br /><br />How many 10 years i have??<br />Anything can happen at anytime...<br />i can die maybe on the next second...who knows, right?<br />If the maximum...i maybe have six to eight 10 years...<br />How many 10 years i still have??<br />Next year...i wun have 'teen' anymore...<br />Anything can happen at anytime...<br />i maybe will die before my 20th birthday...who knows, right?<br />If maximum...i maybe still have four to six 10 years...<br /><br />So...how many 10 years do you have??<br />Appreciate your life...<br />Live them to the fullest...<br />Don't be an aimless person....<br />Try to find your direction...<br />Try to find out who you want to be...<br />and be what you want to be...<br /><br /><br />-sTuPiD CuPiD-<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">How many 10 years??</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-1035454513825953221?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-71280578836147879312009-05-29T13:46:00.012+08:002009-05-30T19:04:36.769+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sh-KuYzQISI/AAAAAAAAALs/opZ984WhWqI/s1600-h/003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341140212620730658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sh-KuYzQISI/AAAAAAAAALs/opZ984WhWqI/s400/003.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong><em>SABS MASQUERADE CHARITY NIGHT</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"><em><strong>the day your fantasies come to life...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">~ <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">step in to unleash a mysterious journey...</span></span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><em><strong>~ allow the mystique-ness awe you...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><em><strong>~ and witness the magicall moment swirl...</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">Venue : MS Garden Astana Ballroom (5th Floor)<br />Date : 27th of June 2009</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">Time : 7.00 pm onwards</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">Ticket Price : RM 60</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">*18 and above OnLy*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>For more information...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Please contact </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>: Simon 016-9603556</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">: Cherryl 016-9349943</span></strong> </span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"></p></span><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD CuPiD-</span><br /></div><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;">can't wait for PROM ^^</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-7128057883614787931?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-63144747781576673042009-05-26T15:23:00.003+08:002009-05-26T18:36:01.249+08:00LoNeLiNesss...<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/ShuZxj88wnI/AAAAAAAAALM/htT8qLYV6Oo/s1600-h/chobits+alone+in+the+night.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340030859921375858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/ShuZxj88wnI/AAAAAAAAALM/htT8qLYV6Oo/s400/chobits+alone+in+the+night.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"> Thinking of future...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">What i want to become??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">What i want to have??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">What i want to believe??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;">and who i will be with??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">The answers are leading me more and more...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">nearer and nearer...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">closer and even closer....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">to myself...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">What i want to become??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">I already have the answer...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">It's in me...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">my personalities...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">shows me...of what i am capable of...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">what i can do...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and what i can't do...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">my limitations...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and i don't stop myself working....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">to get more and more of what i want...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and to know more and more of what i want....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and to think of more and more of it....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">What i want to have??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">and what i want to believe??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">I already have the answers...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">Just finding for more evidence to proove myself</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">that what i want to have and what i want to believe</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">worth my efforts....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">worth my time...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and worth my sacrifises....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">but just somehow...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">someone...will always turn their back on me....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and break my believe and faith into small pieces...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and again...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">i have to pick them up one by one small piece...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and to put them back again... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">so many time wasted...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">and it will happen again, again and again...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">With who i will be with??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">Everyone is asking me this...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;">BUT</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">it's no longer important...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">it's impossible to have my faith...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">it's impossible to have my 100%...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">it's impossible...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;">-FRIENDSHIP-</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;">i'm still awaiting for more and more...friends</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;">i'm still building stronger and stronger...bonds</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;">i'm still keeping aLL of you...with me</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;">don't leave me behind...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;">because no one should be left behind...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">~sTuPiD~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:78%;">FeeLing The </span><span style="font-size:78%;">LoNeLiNess</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-6314474778157667304?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-42963346156367305872009-05-12T21:37:00.004+08:002009-05-16T12:38:45.090+08:00Mid-Year...T.TIt's coming....<br />It's next week....<br />Mid-year exam is around the corner....<br />For those clever freaks...<br />They will say that they don't care bout it...<br />Why?Becoz it's just an exam....<br />It's not the real test...<br /><br />Oh Me Gosh....<br />Are they sure??<br />Well...they r just being sarcastic...<br />bcoz their results....always very consistent...<br />always will be one of the top....<br />I feel that no matter what exam or test it is...<br />We should try our very best to score...<br />Why would i said so??<br />Bcoz if we can score those questions...<br />means we have good basic knowledge about that subject...<br />It's important to have good basics...<br />but i don't have...Pathetic....Sigh<br /><br />Lately...Very hectic...Time xtremely pack...<br />Add on with the 4pm school ending time...<br />Oh Me Gosh...I need to breath...<br />I have no time for my hamsters...<br />I have no time for Taekwondo...<br />I have no time for things i like<br />and whatever that i've planned to do...<br />study etc..Many people around scolded me...<br />erm...advice me i mean....<br />Well...i have to admit that they do care about me...<br />I know it's for my own good...<br />I wish I could....I wish i could study...<br />but i'm stuck...besides tired...<br />I can't remember anything that I've read....<br />Frustrated....Tired...Disappointed....<br />Wad else can I feel??<br /><br />I won't be as lucky as before forever....<br /><br /><br />Afraid if i will fail my Accounts again...<br />If I fail this time...<br />I really afraid that i will give up on Accounts dy...<br />Afraid....but i don't want to give up...<br />I want to do better...but<br />I don't think i can...<br />i won't be as lucky as before...<br />I will figure it out then...<br />there must be a way...<br />there must be a solution...<br />there must be something that I can do...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD-</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;">.....hoping....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-4296334615636730587?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-82040844675712681682009-05-10T14:56:00.003+08:002009-05-10T15:22:22.652+08:00False Alarm....<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><em></em></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><em>How Beautiful Dreams Are...</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"></span></em></strong> </div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgZ-kjRR7QI/AAAAAAAAALE/ApwX3PQGRgM/s1600-h/earth5.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334089975075040514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgZ-kjRR7QI/AAAAAAAAALE/ApwX3PQGRgM/s400/earth5.bmp" /></a><br /><br /><br />I think it's time already... <div>i really needed to rest...</div><div>This false alarm really helped me...</div><div>by waking me up </div><div>from falling into deeper dreams....<br /></div><div></div><div>Dreams are beautiful....</div><div>They are perfect....</div><div>They are somehow nice...</div><div>but it's very ironically...from reality...<br /></div><div></div><div>Dreams...</div><div>to me...</div><div>they are fake hope...</div><div>Somehow...hurtful...yet fantastic...</div><div>In dreams...</div><div>I have what i want...</div><div>In dreams...</div><div>I get what I wish...</div><div> </div><div>In realities...</div><div>Dreams are not real...</div><div>They are just some </div><div>sort of whatever dreams</div><div>that u can call it a motivation...</div><div>Motivation to make ur dreams become real....in real world...</div><br /><div></div><div>No matter what...</div><div>Do not let yourself being carried too much by your dreams...</div><div>or else u will be living in your own dream world....</div><div>instead of facing the cruel yet real world...the realities...</div><br /><div></div><div>Here I am...awake from dreams...</div><div>Facing the cruel world...</div><div>cruel realities...</div><div>Trying my best to make my dreams real in real world...realities...</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD-</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-8204084467571268168?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-91573593026626841212009-05-09T19:14:00.007+08:002009-05-10T14:48:58.966+08:00Stop...<div align="center">I think it's time...</div><div align="center">It's time to put the word <span style="color:#ff0000;">"stop"</span> in my dictionary...</div><div align="center">This <span style="color:#ff0000;">"stop"</span> will be use for something </div><div align="center">that might cause me of losing myself again...</div><div align="center">So...Let's call a <span style="color:#ff0000;">"stop"</span> now</div><div align="center">before i'm really into that something...</div><div align="center">Happy of being who I am...</div><div align="center">A proactive or whatsoever </div><div align="center">u can also call me a person who takes initiatives...</div><div align="center">Likes people of the same type as i am...</div><div align="center">will grab chance when it's there...</div><div align="center">and will find for chance...</div><div align="center">instead of waiting....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Maybe it's not the right thing...</div><div align="center">Maybe it's not the right time...</div><div align="center">and maybe it's not the suitable condition...</div><div align="center">Don't want to force unnecessary things to happen...</div><div align="center">So...just friend...Unless it is really the right time...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Focus...</div><div align="center">That is what i need the most...for now...</div><div align="center">About other stuff...</div><div align="center">No one should interfere or help...</div><div align="center">It will only make things worse...</div><div align="center">I like being just friend....bcoz</div><div align="center">I need friend more than anything else...</div><div align="center">^-^</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD-</span></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-9157359302662684121?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-39763275290510503362009-05-09T08:35:00.009+08:002009-05-09T09:14:37.389+08:00Me...<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTTjf3-UXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/L4_0XMxUb9E/s1600-h/DSC00521_resize.JPG"></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"><strong>ME...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333620468628885490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTTjrdgj_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/SShF6fHKtok/s400/Photo-1639.1.jpg" /></div><div align="center">in restaurant...</div><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333617770769735986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTRGpJw4TI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Csfo_yTdGSA/s400/001.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">in car...</span><br /></p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333616914020185810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTQUxgwNtI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WN0H3EH-yFM/s400/Photo-1758.jpg" /> in room...</p><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTRGplDSHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/o5rxhHhgA-w/s1600-h/Photo-1675.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333617770884188274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTRGplDSHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/o5rxhHhgA-w/s400/Photo-1675.jpg" /></a> in class...(not my classroom)<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTRGTMIxnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/in29mzN-Dno/s1600-h/Photo-1704.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333617764874110578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTRGTMIxnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/in29mzN-Dno/s400/Photo-1704.jpg" /></a><br />in nature...^-^<br />Love<span style="color:#009900;"> Green</span> Earth...<br />It's ought to protect Earth!!<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333620625884585762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgTTs1SMHyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xOPh5b-_vIo/s400/Photo-1698.jpg" /><br />at the beach...<br /><br /><br />Long time didn't syok sendiri dy...<br />Really wanna syok sendiri syok syok with Best Friends one day...<br />One day..<br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">^-^</span><br /><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><span style="color:#33ff33;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"> Ps:</span> Best Friends:</span> Remember the <span style="color:#33ccff;">"One Day"</span> that i've been waiting for??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">That <span style="color:#33ccff;">"One Day" </span><span style="color:#000000;">finally...</span><span style="color:#ff0000;">Finally arrived...</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">I have finally free myself from that 'nightmare'...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Thanks guys...Hugs...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Love you all so so much...^-^</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">- sTuPiD -</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-3976327529051050336?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-20273315506955411452009-05-08T03:39:00.000+08:002009-05-08T03:43:21.872+08:00Can't sLeep...Don't know what happened to me...<br />I've been rolling on my bed since 11.40 pm...<br />I wanted to sLeep...but...<br />I just can't sLeep...<br />Restless....<br />Tired...<br /><br /><br />Wish I can sLeep like a baby now...<br /><br /><br />-sTuPiD-<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-2027331550695541145?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-31062774578727089122009-05-07T07:48:00.000+08:002009-05-07T07:55:59.519+08:00Time to decide....<span style="color:#ff0000;">...have BiG DreaMs...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">want them to be ReaL...</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">NoThing is ImPossibLe...</span><br />I won't give up...<br />If i give up now...<br />All my hard work...<br />Alll my efforts...<br />All my energy...<br />All my time...<br />and all that i've done...<br />will be wasted...<br />After so much....<br />so much that i've been through....<br />I won't give up...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">...have BiG DreaMs...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">want them to be Real...</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">NoThing is ImPossibLe...</span><br />It's time for me to decide my own future...<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD-</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-3106277457872708912?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-87282752343082672812009-05-05T18:04:00.000+08:002009-05-07T07:47:47.103+08:00I can??Can I??<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Be MySeLf...and Try My BesT...^-^</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">After struggling from the bottom to the top...</div><div align="center">since Lower Six until now...</div><div align="center">Finally...first time...</div><div align="center">I get B for Accounts Paper 1...</div><div align="center">That was nice...</div><div align="center">but it was bcoz the questions were easy...</div><div align="center">I'm not saying that i'm clever...</div><div align="center">What i'm saying here is that...</div><div align="center">I mean...the questions given in our monthly test </div><div align="center">is not as hard as the real STPM standard...</div><div align="center">There's nothing tricky in the question...</div><div align="center">while the real STPM...</div><div align="center">consists of many tricky informations...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Finally...in April Test...</div><div align="center">First time in my history...</div><div align="center">PNGK</div><div align="center">I get 3.33...</div><div align="center">Lower Six first test was 2.83...then is 1.67...</div><div align="center">Then February was 2.5 sumting...</div><div align="center">and April Test 3.33...</div><div align="center">How to maintain??</div><div align="center">Easy to say...but hard to do...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Who doesn't know to get good results we must sacrifise??</div><div align="center">Who doesn't know to get a good boy/girl friend </div><div align="center">must have good characteristics and noble qualities...</div><div align="center">Who doesn't know education is for a better tomorrow??</div><div align="center">Who doesn't know your mom is a woman??</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Well...give up??</div><div align="center">I don't want to give up yet...</div><div align="center">but i'm tired...</div><div align="center">but I have no time to rest anymore....</div><div align="center">Counting down to STPM...</div><div align="center">there's only 192 days left...</div><div align="center">How to rest??</div><div align="center">How to keep up??</div><div align="center">How to maintain and become even better??</div><div align="center">Be myself...and try my best??</div><div align="center">haha...ya rite...</div><div align="center">Have faith...</div><div align="center">That's the only thing i can do...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">-sTuPiD cUpId-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-8728275234308267281?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-84497534514991724222009-05-06T15:19:00.000+08:002009-05-06T22:04:36.948+08:00Sunrise??Sunset??<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgE_G7i7z6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/_pnTZQGBIJI/s1600-h/sun03.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612822079360930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgE_G7i7z6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/_pnTZQGBIJI/s400/sun03.jpg" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Sunrise??</span></strong></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612815858162658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgE_GkXr2-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/sIG0sUVJW_Q/s400/cloud.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Sunset??</strong></span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgE_GZtaqDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_uLuoga4LpA/s1600-h/cloud01.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612812996519986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgE_GZtaqDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_uLuoga4LpA/s400/cloud01.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Sunrise??</strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgE_GfJ6hkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oZROxIkuRcc/s1600-h/sun02.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612814458226242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SgE_GfJ6hkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oZROxIkuRcc/s400/sun02.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong> Sunset??</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sunset or sunrise??</span><br />Depends on u to judge...<br />Why is it a <span style="color:#ff0000;">sunset??</span><br />Why is it a <span style="color:#ff0000;">sunrise??</span><br />Well...<br />all depends on how u want to think...<br />For me...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sunset or sunrise</span> makes no difference...<br />The most important thing is...<br />I am still alive...<br />and<br />I am moving on....<br />Without him...<br />I can still survive...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sunset or sunrise??</span><br />It's not important to me anymore...<br />The most important thing is...<br />I am still alive...<br />and<br />I am moving on...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">-sTuPiD-</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-8449753451499172422?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-83651764664207437542009-05-03T22:12:00.000+08:002009-05-03T22:21:08.312+08:00FinaLLy ^-^<span style="color:#ff0000;">I have companions...^-^<br />My sister needs to pay attention on her course...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">She doesn't have enough time<br />to take care of her two little hamsters...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;">i will be helping her<br />to take care of them for the mean while...</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">will return them to her....after her course finish...<br />means i will still lose my companions after a few months...<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">Hoping by that time when i return them to her...<br />I will found a new companion....^-^</span><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">hehe<br /><br /><br /><br />-sTuPiD-</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-8365176466420743754?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-10599466253418073562009-04-30T18:04:00.000+08:002009-04-30T20:25:19.025+08:00^-^ Love it....Love him...<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"><strong>Toto and Maru ^-^</strong></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59b32n4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xeKd75UUPZY/s1600-h/Photo-1682.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330425730330697602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59b32n4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xeKd75UUPZY/s400/Photo-1682.jpg" /></a><strong> <span style="color:#33ffff;">Eating 'mom mom'</span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59baIOzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Uo2Nb_6KKc0/s1600-h/Photo-1681.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330425730206022450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59baIOzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Uo2Nb_6KKc0/s400/Photo-1681.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#33ffff;"><strong>Sleeping ZzzZzz</strong></span><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59NO7p0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/L-dll4TOjyw/s1600-h/Photo-1691.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330425726400964418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59NO7p0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/L-dll4TOjyw/s400/Photo-1691.jpg" /></a><strong><span style="color:#33ffff;">Cleaning 'xi shua shua'</span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59FdSL5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/3dupqxF3UH8/s1600-h/Photo-1689.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330425724313677714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl59FdSL5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/3dupqxF3UH8/s400/Photo-1689.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#33ffff;"><strong>Playing</strong> <strong>^-^</strong></span><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl580laReI/AAAAAAAAAIc/t4bmmAe_NKM/s1600-h/Photo-1686.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330425719784359394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfl580laReI/AAAAAAAAAIc/t4bmmAe_NKM/s400/Photo-1686.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#6633ff;">Aww...They are SooooOOOooo Cute..^^</span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This two hamsters belongs to my eldest sister, Carmen...</div><div align="center">I really like her hamsters...</div><div align="center">Well...they r <span style="color:#00cccc;">cute,</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">lovely...</span></div><div align="center">And best of all...</div><div align="center">They are <span style="color:#33ff33;">harmless...</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Back in Standard 3....1999</div><div align="center">I had a hamster...</div><div align="center">named Fei Zai..hehe</div><div align="center">It's very cute..has<span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> </span><span style="color:#666666;">greyish </span>white hair</div><div align="center">and kinda plump...</div><div align="center">Very <span style="color:#ff0000;">lazy...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Dislikes exercise...</span></div><div align="center">but <span style="color:#ffff00;">loves to sleep...</span></div><div align="center">and<span style="color:#33ff33;"> I love it the way it is...^^</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">When i have no one to talk with...</div><div align="center">I will talk to it...</div><div align="center">I will play with it...</div><div align="center">I'll let it run around my room...</div><div align="center">Looking at it...calms me down...</div><div align="center"> &amp; Makes me happy ^-^</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Really very sad when i lose it...</div><div align="center">My only companion...</div><div align="center">The only one who will listen to me when I'm sad...</div><div align="center">Well...pity him...</div><div align="center">He was forced to listened to whatever I said </div><div align="center">because he can't say 'no'...hehe</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Miss it so much....</div><div align="center">Want to buy myself a new companion...</div><div align="center">but if it die...</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#00cccc;">I can't take that anymore...</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-1059946625341807356?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-23698469150125822742009-04-29T18:39:00.000+08:002009-04-30T00:02:59.010+08:003D-The darkest deep down...<div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfg3dFFyFRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_pQ-Wd9rRxk/s1600-h/chobits+and+couch.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330071131715147026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sfg3dFFyFRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_pQ-Wd9rRxk/s400/chobits+and+couch.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">How helpless i was....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">standing there can't do anything...</span></div><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Everybody must have the thought of</span> </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">"padan muka"</span></strong> </span><span style="color:#ffffff;">on that time...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Ya right...Indeed...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Just want to do something for friend....</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Want them to spend their</span> <strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">special day</span></em></strong> </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">LIKE</span> </strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">a </span><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">special day</span></em></strong> </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong><span style="color:#6633ff;">INSTEAD</span></strong> </span><span style="color:#ffffff;">of passing the</span> <strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">special day</span></em></strong> </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">just like a</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;"><strong>NORMAL</strong></span></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"> day...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I guess all people know </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">the feelings of celebrating </span><em><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">special day</span></strong></em> <strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">ALONE</span></strong></span><span style="color:#33cc00;">...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I felt it much...Don't want anybody to be like me....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Still remember in form 4 and form 5...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I was a disaster...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Still remember i'm always </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">the target when it comes to discipline...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Knowing that Form 6 is a chance </span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">for me to have a</span> <strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">new beginning</span></em></strong></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I've changed myself...<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Become a lil different from what i was...<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Not the best...</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">but at least better than the</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;"><em>"ponteng school"</em></span> </span><span style="color:#ffffff;">girl rite??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Now...I am the</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;">"ponteng class"</span></span><span style="color:#ffffff;">girl...</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Next time...I maybe</span> </span><span style="color:#33ffff;"><em>won't have any nick name anymore...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">but time are not given...</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">I must be like</span><em> </em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>this, <span style="color:#cc33cc;">this, </span><span style="color:#00cccc;">this</span></em> </span><span style="color:#ffffff;">and</span><em><span style="color:#000000;"> </span><span style="color:#ff99ff;">that</span></em> </span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>now</em></strong>...</span><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Now....at this moment</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">Now....at this hour</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">Now...at this second</span></em></strong><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I'm just a human being...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">To let go of someone...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">it took me</span><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"> few years...</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Now</strong></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">...</span><span style="color:#ffffff;">to really change myself...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Do u think i can do it</span><span style="color:#ff0000;"> <strong>in a second</strong>??</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Afraid that I will lose myself again like last time...<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Trying my best to keep myself the way i am now...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Tired...and wanted to give up...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">but still holding on bcoz i really want to </span><span style="color:#ff9900;">have a better life...<br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;">Really don't want to be who i was...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">It was the worst nightmare ...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Does anybody understand??<br />Not only people around me...<br />Even me,myself...<br />Wanted to change too...<span style="color:#ff9900;">desperately...</span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">Ker...I miss you...<br />At least u can lend me ur shoulders when i wanted to cry...<br />Can't wait for u to come back... </span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">I can't stand back-stabbed and being embarrase anymore....</span><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center">-sTuPiD-<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">feeling even worse day by day....<br />hope that time can pass even faster...<br />want to get out of there asap....<br />don't want to go there anymore...<span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>T.T</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></strong><br /></span><br /></div><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-2369846915012582274?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-67775637836510091302009-04-29T23:32:00.000+08:002009-04-29T23:43:55.219+08:00First Try...^-^<span style="color:#6633ff;">Finding for the one that i like...</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">The complexion...</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">The <span style="color:#00cccc;">size</span>...and the <span style="color:#33ff33;">most important one</span></span><span style="color:#33ff33;">...</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">The feel of course....</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">First Touch....</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">It was very hard...and kind of heavy...</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">Placing finges in the correct place...</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">The correct position of doing it...</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">Wow...It was so fun...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Belum cuba...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Belum tahu...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Cuba sekali...</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">Mahu lagi...</span> <span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>^-^ </strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">It's BowLinG</span>...haha</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;">I went with Goh and Khoo...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;">That was my <span style="color:#cc33cc;">Very First Time</span> playing BowLing...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;">Kinda bad...but nvrm...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;">I will try to do better in future...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Jadi mestilah cuba baru tahu...^-^</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Hehe...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;">-sTuPiD-</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"> ^-^</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-6777563783651009130?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-67766015664015874132009-04-26T17:54:00.000+08:002009-04-28T17:50:13.804+08:00Where is The Promised of Happiness??<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SfQ8R1JAx4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/GMYJATqj4NA/s1600-h/lonely+beach.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 599px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328950536106461058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SfQ8R1JAx4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/GMYJATqj4NA/s400/lonely+beach.jpg" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Shuo Hao De Xing Fu Ne???</span></strong><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S1iRWjx6LFM"><span style="color:#00cccc;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S1iRWjx6LFM</span></a> <div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">From this song...</div><div align="left">It reminds me of something...</div><div align="left">Something that was very important to me...</div><div align="left">No 1 in my life....<br />My priority...<br />My everything... </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Where'd you go??</div><div align="left">I always ask myself....</div><div align="left">Where'd you been??</div><div align="left">I always wonder....</div><div align="left">Where is our Love??</div><div align="left">Where is it?</div><div align="left">Where has it gone to??</div><div align="left">Where r u??<br />Where you've gone??</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br />Now I know...</div><div align="left">You are gone....</div><div align="left">to Heaven...</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br />Once, someone left you and </div><div align="left">went to a place that is very very far away...</div><div align="left">beyond a place where you and me can reach....</div><div align="left">that U couldn't hear me calling u anymore....</div><div align="left">the place named Heaven...</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">So I guess...</div><div align="left">There it is...My Love...in the Heaven... </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Thanks To God...</div><div align="left">I finally found New Loves....</div><div align="left">that is not the special one...but</div><div align="left">it's friends....and very close ones....</div><div align="left">They're there when i'm lost...</div><div align="left">Finding for u...</div><div align="left">They're there supporting me...</div><div align="left">When i'm lonely...</div><div align="left">When i needed u...the most<br />They're there.... </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">The Past....It's was A Part of Me...</div><div align="left">It was a part of me where u were there for me...</div><div align="left">but it will not be A Part of Me anymore...<br />it will not be A Part of My Future... </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Those promises that we've made....</div><div align="left">I will keep them in me forever....</div><div align="left">and it is burried in me forever....</div><div align="left">still it is deep down...i didn't forget them...</div><div align="left">it's in a place deep down in me...</div><div align="left">I call it the grave....</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">So that's it....</div><div align="left">The end of our Promises....</div><div align="left">Deep Down In Heart</div><div align="left">Good Bye</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">-sTuPiD CuPiD-</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-6776601566401587413?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-63837481387129544492009-04-19T01:15:00.001+08:002009-04-23T23:19:09.655+08:00Friendship...<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeoVYIALFKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KohzTwCCdjY/s1600-h/Photo-0099.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326093013528286370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeoVYIALFKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KohzTwCCdjY/s400/Photo-0099.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"><strong>This accident gave me nightmares for the rest of my life...</strong></span><br /><br />A friend of mine asked me this question...<br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong>"Do you think that friendship is fragile?"</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;">My answer is "Yes, friendship is fragile"...</span><br />Why would i said so??<br />It's simple...<br />because i've gain a lot of experience...<br />A lot of so called <span style="color:#cc33cc;">"Friends"</span> of mine turned their back on me...<br />They are no longer in my life anymore...<br />but what happened last time is that<br />when they don't need me...they will just act like<br />they didn't saw me even when walking pass beside me...<br />but when they need somebody...<br />they will realise that i'm the only one who is there for them...<br />because their so called <span style="color:#cc33cc;">"Friends"</span> dumped them and back stabbed them...<br />Isn't this funny??<br /><br />Some of my friends asked me...<br />Why am I so good?....Still forgive people that treated me badly...<br />I answered because i wish that they will realised<br />what is<span style="color:#ff0000;"> T</span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>rue Friend</strong></span> and what is<span style="color:#33ff33;"> <strong>not</strong></span>...<br /><br /><br />But somehow...<br />they will still go back to their BXX-chy friend...<br />i just don't understand...<br />Why want to be so desperate??<br />For fame??For what??<br />I have no idea..<br />until now...i still don't find that if they are close<br />with one another like my friend and i...so sad rite??<br />knowing a person for few years...<br />but still like strangers...or maybe<br />they will only come and find you<br />when they need a favour from you....<br />(She is just using you only)-This happened to me many times...<br />Believe me...It's not nice...<br /><br /><br />I hate those kind of people...<br />When i know any of these kind of person....<br />I rather not to continue being friend with him or her anymore...<br />because i know that that person suck....etc...aderlah...<br />Orang yang saya takkan maafkan dan<br />orang yang saya tak akan bercakap dengan<br />walaupun sehingga pada hari saya mati....<br />Let me tell you...You are useless...and hopelesss...<br />and best of all...you sucks...<br />"I will never let you to be in my life ever again<br />to have the chance to hurt me or ever use me again..."<br />This is what i promised myself...<br />and i will always keep this to myself until the day i die...<br />because i hate of being use and being hurt...<br />Somehow...I'm afraid if i already have a new phobia...<br />That is afraid of getting friends...=T<br />Don't ever dream that i will forgive you or talk to you anymore...<br />Because you cause me to have nightmares...<br />and i hate you...<br /><br /><br />To those who are blur and don't really know me...<br />This is what i want to tell to some people out there<br />who used me and turned their back on me...<br />Don't think too much...<br />You are not the one that i'm mentioning...<br />Well...i'm just so frustrated....<br />Writing all these on blog just for me to express my feelings....<br />Nothing else...No offence...<br /><br />If you really do read my blog from the begginning...<br />I guess you should realise that i'm kind of negative....<br />or you can also say that i'm a quite pessimist kind of person...<br />I can't help it...I just can't...<br />I was betrayed, being used and being stabbed...<br />Those incidents really left deep and ugly scars on me....<br />Need time to slowly recover....<br /><br /><br /><br />-sTuPiD-<br />eMo-Mo0Dy </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-6383748138712954449?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-1791879222326331332009-04-12T15:49:00.000+08:002009-04-12T16:48:26.468+08:00A Walk To Remember...<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"><em>A Walk To Remember</em></span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeGkwzfyfCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YPIlu4olR7U/s1600-h/a+walk+to+remember.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323717392892853282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeGkwzfyfCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YPIlu4olR7U/s400/a+walk+to+remember.jpg" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">Only Hope</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323718150707936466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeGlc6k-_NI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZnxQxRgEob8/s400/A-Walk-to-Remember.png" /><br /><div>Actually...I watched this movie about 4 years ago....</div><div>This movie was introduced by a special friend to me </div><div>back in 4years ago...</div><div>I guess this movie really touches my heart</div><div>because the story is about watching the love ones dying of leuchemia...</div><div>It was almost the same as "One Litres Of Tears"....</div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323723318027276610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeGqJsV60UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9NG5egisQzg/s400/one+litre+of+tears.jpg" /><br /><div></div><br /><div>Both men have to face the pain of losing the one they love...</div><div>seeing them slowly dying....</div><div>Slowly losing their love ones day by day...</div><br /><br /><div>In reality...such cases happen too....</div><div>but if this happens to me...</div><div>I will choose to keep it to myself...</div><div>because I don't want my love ones to know </div><div>and suffer knowing that they are losing me slowly </div><div>day by day...</div><div>That is so cruel to them...</div><div>because if i am at their shoes...</div><div>I will feel useless...</div><div>and will suffer knowing </div><div>that I'm slowly losing him or her...</div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"><em>Love is always patient and kind...</em></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">It is <strong>NEVER </strong>jealous...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Love is not boastful or concieted...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">It is never rude or selfish...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">It does not take offense...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">It is not restful...</span></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#00cccc;">"Appreciate the one you love when you still have the chance...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#00cccc;">Don't regret when it is too late..."</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-179187922232633133?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-29755035564401528492009-04-11T22:17:00.001+08:002009-04-12T14:57:15.890+08:00Last episode...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeC6IeWxDZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4ZQVJJe2OOg/s1600-h/chobits+and+snow.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323459414302199186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SeC6IeWxDZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4ZQVJJe2OOg/s320/chobits+and+snow.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>The very final thing i remember<br />that he said to me was...<br />"If u still message me...Then u know lar..."<br />I was so....i don't know how to<br />express my feelings in words...<br />It was like more than 10 Samurai was<br />stabbed into my heart...<br />Is that him??Is that really the him that<br />I've been loving for all these years??<br />I feel so meaningless loving him unconditionally...<br />I feel so breathless...after listening to those heart-breaking words...<br />I don't know what to do...<br />I don't know what reaction to give...<br />Should I cry??I have no tears...<br />I was going to faint...but i can't...<br />I can't be weak in front of him...<br />I don't want to beg him to be with me...<br />I don't want his sympathy...<br />And I guess there it comes the end of<br />our almost 6 years of feelings<br />and there it goes my Only Hope...<br /><br />After he has talked so clearly to Shik Mei...<br />Shik Mei then live her life like a living zombie...<br />but luckily she still has her friends with her...<br />They always support her...<br />And there she goes...now...she can stand on her own again... </div><br /><br /><div>Though her smiles are not real from her heart as before...<br />Though she's not as strong as before...<br />Though she's not as happy as before...<br />Though she's not as confident as before...<br />Though she has phobia in trusting guys and </div><br /><br /><div>always doubt their abilities...</div><br /><br /><div>She still moves on....<br /><br />For her...in her heart...<br />her Darling has died<br />back in a few years ago in 2006...<br />and the person that she meet almost everyday<br />is just somebody who looks alike like her Darling...<br /><br /><br /><br />The End...</div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-2975503556440152849?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-23382632271206562332009-03-31T18:25:00.000+08:002009-03-31T19:04:54.679+08:00Nocturnes...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SdH0HOCcHxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nUw4MNpMI3k/s1600-h/jay+chou+nocturnes.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319301039765856018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/SdH0HOCcHxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nUw4MNpMI3k/s320/jay+chou+nocturnes.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><div>A song named "Nocturnes"...<br />Lyrics written by Fang Wen Shan...</div><div>and the music is written and is sang by "Jay Chou"...</div><div>This song is about how he actually misses his dead girl friend...</div><div>Well...based from what I understand on the lyrics and mtv...=)</div><div>For me...singing this song </div><div>reminds me of a person who was very close to me...</div><div>yet already changed...</div><div>Can said that it's the same like </div><div>that person already leave me </div><div>to a place that is very far away from me...</div><div>I can never talk or hear him anymore...</div><div>I will never, in my life see him smile again </div><div>like how he used to smile to me...</div><div>The image of him smiling to me </div><div>will still appear in my mind </div><div>when i didn't realised that i was actually thinking of him...=T</div><div>....and i already burried him in me...my heart...</div><div>He will stay in me as one part of me forever...</div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Hmm...well I think that it's a good thing to have idol...hehe...</div><div>We should encourage young people to have idol...</div><div>so that they will have hope...just like me...hehe </div><div>Listening to 'his' songs is just the same like </div><div>listening to what i want to say...</div><div>All 'his' songs...</div><div>Brings me back to life...</div><div>I was once a 'dead' human...</div><div>erm...u can also said that i was once a 'living zombie'...hehe</div><div>I think that 'he' should be called as the second music genius...haha...</div>'He' has created so many differnet kind of songs...<br /><br /><div></div><div>'His' songs and musics are supreme...</div><div>i'm really deeply in love with them....hehe</div><div>If u want to know what I mean...just click here for</div><div></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">nocturnes:</span></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vn9GT-3-I1M&amp;feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vn9GT-3-I1M&amp;feature=related</a></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">jay chou playing piano with yu hao:</span></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhXNMcl9Et0">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhXNMcl9Et0</a></div><div></div><div>and you will understand why i like 'him' so so much....^-^</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-2338263227120656233?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972354740970251782.post-55520564307462530442009-03-28T23:39:00.000+08:002009-03-29T00:01:12.249+08:00"Episode One"<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sc5IM5_Uf6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/QOJGRrjyyDI/s1600-h/chobits+under+a+tree.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318267596533170082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fLE7rfmB8c/Sc5IM5_Uf6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/QOJGRrjyyDI/s320/chobits+under+a+tree.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div>Haha...<br />I still remember on the other day...<br />a friend of mine asked me to write a story about my love life...<br />I was thinking very hard to think of what i want to write...<br />but nothing nice appears on my mind...<br />Those that were on my mind was mostly<br />of sadness, loneliness and crying moments...<br /><br />As time passed...<br />I keep trying to remember those nice and happy moments<br />that i used to spent when i'm not alone...<br /><br />Finally...I realised that those were the past...<br />It's normal that i couldn't remember everything that already passed...<br />No matter wad.. I will still complete this story of my life...<br />as I've promised you...hehe<br />Erm....I can't finish telling this story at once...<br />but I will create episodes from it...=)<br /><br />So here it is "Episode One"....<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">EPISODE ONE</span><br /><br />Think back of it...like it just happened yesterday...^-^<br />Still remember when i received letter from teacher to inform<br />that SABS will be my secondary school a few days before primary school ended...<br />I was so proud of myself when i received that letter and knowing that<br />there's only a few of us from Methodist Girl Primary School<br />who made it into that school makes me feel sad...<br />One of happiness and one of sadness...<br />I tried my best to take and keep as many pictures<br />as i can with my closest friends...<br />On the last day of primary school...<br />I remember hugging a few of my class mates before leaving school with tears and<br />hope that we will meet again...<br /><br />Preparation for secondary school...^-^<br />This is the best part...<br />SHOPPING...<br />...but....my family financial condition is not good...<br />We need to spend every penny we have very carefully....<br />but everything that is needed were bought...=)<br />Appreciate what we have...^-^<br />Appreciate every single little thing that our parents try to give us and gave us...<br />Appreciate when we still have the chance... or else it would be too late when you realised this when they're gone...<br />That's all for now...the end of Episode One...<br /><br />Episode Two...will be coming very soon....^-^</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972354740970251782-5552056430746253044?l=shikmeiblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sTuPiD CuPiDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12365355712840386865noreply@blogger.com0