<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652</id><updated>2012-02-02T13:59:55.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~Shishistory~~</title><subtitle type='html'>Shishi's story....or shi's history. or is it shishi...story time..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2631470009669589753</id><published>2009-12-28T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:39:16.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new blog.</title><content type='html'>Yup... im going to launch another blog.. it needs time for me to prepare it. but this blog is different from this shishistory as this is my personal blog, that blog will be a sabbath blog ... if you dont realise what that means, a saturday blogging time specially for that blog. I hope i can improve my blogging skill to a better level. for now, and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2631470009669589753?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2631470009669589753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2631470009669589753' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2631470009669589753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2631470009669589753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blog.html' title='A new blog.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-9058796694527587803</id><published>2009-12-21T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:22:12.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is an endless point.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SzBXcoTJXVI/AAAAAAAAAls/DQ8V4oCmvCc/s1600-h/untitled12.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SzBXcoTJXVI/AAAAAAAAAls/DQ8V4oCmvCc/s400/untitled12.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417926501092384082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undeniable, life is an endless range of points. There are many points just like bus stop where bus stopped at each point. At each different level of life stage , we do stop for a moment to think. To think silently in heart, the past, and what will be there in future for us. The only stage which do not need us to think is during growing up stage from toddler to adolescene. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   I heard this story... whose the character is my student's mother, an excellent bakery (self-learnt one) ... today she told me she once studied lcci b4 -an accountancy course- later on she quited, she didnt finish it because of no money to support her study. Then she sells chicken rice for living. A total turning point of her, if she were to continue her study,would she met her husband now? Well, what is certain is selling chicken rice can earn more than working for other people. She can earn up till rm 6000 a month durin 1988.. which quite a lot of money. &lt;br /&gt;   What i was thinking is.. if i were to attend the interview for jpa. where i will be now? a point of regret has just jotted down. Where ever will be will be, and i believe is fate of life, we should live for the moment right now, and let the rest handled by the uncontrollable universe. &lt;br /&gt;   We are designated to become this and that. ~~ can one sacrifice for family?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-9058796694527587803?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/9058796694527587803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=9058796694527587803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/9058796694527587803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/9058796694527587803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-endless-point.html' title='Life is an endless point.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SzBXcoTJXVI/AAAAAAAAAls/DQ8V4oCmvCc/s72-c/untitled12.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4443336320458417866</id><published>2009-12-21T06:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T06:14:00.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Treasure hunter conference in pavilion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CBCi_5gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/hyJU9UpZVT4/s1600-h/AP09122104160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CBCi_5gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/hyJU9UpZVT4/s400/AP09122104160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417691831125140994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CA8v9hgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fv4xAlsp9Xw/s1600-h/AP09122104151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CA8v9hgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fv4xAlsp9Xw/s400/AP09122104151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417691829568898562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CATJ1_UI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ahWH5Rna9hk/s1600-h/AP09122104124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CATJ1_UI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ahWH5Rna9hk/s400/AP09122104124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417691818403167554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CAEBDFbI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wwuMVvwDkbU/s1600-h/AP09122104106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CAEBDFbI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wwuMVvwDkbU/s400/AP09122104106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417691814339745202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay chou and lin chi-ling visit malaysia at 21/12/2009 for promoting their movie. nice but i cant go.. anyway... the movie will be released at 24.. should i book? hmmm.. xD is xmas eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4443336320458417866?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4443336320458417866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4443336320458417866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4443336320458417866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4443336320458417866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/treasure-hunter-conference-in-pavilion.html' title='the Treasure hunter conference in pavilion.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sy-CBCi_5gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/hyJU9UpZVT4/s72-c/AP09122104160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5680380074300230976</id><published>2009-12-20T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T01:18:12.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qing Tian</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a2cf7d239c3003c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A0354C74F1FEA925B328A65E1ED4F4403CD5F04.31172FED7526D91AB45004D30D93F2BD98303E47%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTkK-NF7_veKYNo_aAiMF41a6Ofk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A0354C74F1FEA925B328A65E1ED4F4403CD5F04.31172FED7526D91AB45004D30D93F2BD98303E47%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTkK-NF7_veKYNo_aAiMF41a6Ofk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gu shi de xiao huang hua &lt;br /&gt;The small yellow flower from the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cong chu sheng na nian jiu piao zhe &lt;br /&gt;Was wandering since he day she was born &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong nian de dang qiu qian&lt;br /&gt;Swinging on a swing in her childhood &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sui ji yi yi zhi huang dao xian zai &lt;br /&gt;Swinging her memories all the way until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re sou sou xi dou xi la &lt;br /&gt;sou la xi xi xi xi la xi la &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sou chui zhe qian zou wang zhe tian kong &lt;br /&gt;Playing an opening theme, looking into the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo xiang qi hua ban shi zhe diao luo &lt;br /&gt;I think of petals trying to fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei ni tiao ke de na yi tian &lt;br /&gt;That day I skipped school for you; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hua luo de na yi tian &lt;br /&gt;That day the flower fell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiao shi de na yi jian &lt;br /&gt;The space of the classroom; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo zen me kan bu jian &lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I see it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiao shi de xia yu tian &lt;br /&gt;That rainy day that disappeared - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo hao xiang zai lin yi bian &lt;br /&gt;How I want to be rained upon again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;mei xiang dao shi qu de yong qi wo hai liu zhe &lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I still kept my lost courage&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hao xiang zai wen yi bian &lt;br /&gt;How I want to ask again: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni hui deng dai hai shi li kai &lt;br /&gt;Will you wait or will you go away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;gua feng zhe tian wo shi guo wo zhe ni shou That day that the wind blew I tried to hold your hand&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;dan pian pian yu jian jian &lt;br /&gt;But unfortunetly, the rain kept on &lt;br /&gt;da dao wo kan ni bu jian &lt;br /&gt;Falling until I couldn’t see you&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;hai yao duo jiu wo cai neng zai ni shen bian How much longer until I can be beside you again?&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deng dai fang qing de na tian ye xu wo hui bi jiao hao yi dian &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day to turn clear, maybe I’ll be a little better then&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;cong qian cong qian you ge ren ai ni hen jiu &lt;br /&gt;Long ago, a person loved you for so long dan pian pian feng jian jian &lt;br /&gt;But unfortunetly, the wind kept on &lt;br /&gt;ba ju li chui de hao yuan &lt;br /&gt;Blowing, widening the gap so much further&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hao bu rong yi you neng zai duo ai yi tian &lt;br /&gt;So difficult, (I have) another day to love again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan gu shi de zui hou ni hao xiang shuo le bai bai &lt;br /&gt;But it seems that, at the end of the tale you still said, “Goodbye”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a2cf7d239c3003c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34ADAFE6D1916BB6B725A9C49B8F339489E19E64.406C497B5744907FF2C594EAE8E5656DF553CA68%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTkK-NF7_veKYNo_aAiMF41a6Ofk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34ADAFE6D1916BB6B725A9C49B8F339489E19E64.406C497B5744907FF2C594EAE8E5656DF553CA68%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2cf7d239c3003c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTkK-NF7_veKYNo_aAiMF41a6Ofk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5680380074300230976?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5680380074300230976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5680380074300230976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5680380074300230976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5680380074300230976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/qing-tian.html' title='Qing Tian'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7670876061140031630</id><published>2009-12-06T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:30:27.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True sympz...</title><content type='html'>I always feel guilty in whatever i have done, irrespective right or wrong. &lt;br /&gt;Sympthom of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sxu_xzmUfoI/AAAAAAAAAlE/_SlW1YIvU20/s1600-h/guilt-300x299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sxu_xzmUfoI/AAAAAAAAAlE/_SlW1YIvU20/s400/guilt-300x299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412130239601213058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7670876061140031630?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7670876061140031630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7670876061140031630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7670876061140031630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7670876061140031630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-sympz.html' title='True sympz...'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sxu_xzmUfoI/AAAAAAAAAlE/_SlW1YIvU20/s72-c/guilt-300x299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4812150915387825550</id><published>2009-12-04T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:50:16.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McD-Drive Thru Geng!</title><content type='html'>While other ppl went to mcd ,enjoy, and sitting hours just to refil drinks. i do the other way round... Sometimes i wonder if i drive-thru and order and gone, can i come back refilling drinks? this is what happened one night me and my friends did. We ordered a fillet-o-fish burger ala-carte and one milo besar each. and there are three of us. It costs us 33 bucks. in rm of course. we regretted and should order set instead, roughly cost the same. so we decided to go back after we finish the meals and milo, since we stopped nearby eating in the car. this is what so-called stupidest stuff we ever did, drive-thru and refil the drink! but anyway we got a good and happiest laugh ever after been so long. this is the video i purposely recorded. enjoy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ff36bc7acbc9883f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff36bc7acbc9883f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3917223ADC82F8912F9D0CC1033A48A6148D95F7.44A07A0EFFF06FF8C69A9AF145FED0BD042DBD6D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff36bc7acbc9883f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOgVIsEOipM7FzEXRASPJdivG-zA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff36bc7acbc9883f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394992%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3917223ADC82F8912F9D0CC1033A48A6148D95F7.44A07A0EFFF06FF8C69A9AF145FED0BD042DBD6D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff36bc7acbc9883f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOgVIsEOipM7FzEXRASPJdivG-zA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. combination of fillet-o-fish and milo taste absolute delicious especially after badminton XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4812150915387825550?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4812150915387825550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4812150915387825550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4812150915387825550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4812150915387825550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/mcd-drive-thru-geng.html' title='McD-Drive Thru Geng!'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7294091335068599910</id><published>2009-12-01T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:25:11.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a daily?</title><content type='html'>go to sunway college everyday with kang wei.&lt;br /&gt;have lunch with joyce everyday at 12.&lt;br /&gt;in library til 8.45 to be precise at night.&lt;br /&gt;then down to foyer..&lt;br /&gt;gym-ing with ivan at night? will be in future.&lt;br /&gt;counting down every single day til exam. dec 10.&lt;br /&gt;hoping for miracles to happen everyday. &lt;br /&gt;wishing her to see it before i gone crazy. &lt;br /&gt;looking at the mirror and tell myself i look better every single day.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you every day. &lt;br /&gt;wanting to wish you good night every single night.&lt;br /&gt;cruise home hoping accident happens that summon me the courage to say how i feel to you. &lt;br /&gt;sleep and sleep and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SxXP9WkiaoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/FZOjrBOqIEc/s1600-h/8yxdgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SxXP9WkiaoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/FZOjrBOqIEc/s400/8yxdgo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410459180293319298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7294091335068599910?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7294091335068599910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7294091335068599910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7294091335068599910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7294091335068599910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/12/daily.html' title='a daily?'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SxXP9WkiaoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/FZOjrBOqIEc/s72-c/8yxdgo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3648527649704176638</id><published>2009-11-25T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:18:20.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute bardoll.^^</title><content type='html'>FINALLY I FOUND ALL..8 cute candybardoll . my collection and i found them quite similar with our lyg member.. i love lyg so much that i hope it will stay as there will be forever and ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qaX08iyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/kApNsUllqe8/s1600/chian.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qaX08iyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/kApNsUllqe8/s320/chian.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236466335419170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we shall start with first jie, chian aka siow ^^ girl in black. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qa20ioPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mzFhwiUZoxI/s1600/kar+tung.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qa20ioPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/mzFhwiUZoxI/s320/kar+tung.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236474655219954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second jie, kathy aka kar~ special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qZzNbtRI/AAAAAAAAAj0/nDDwLGp3mjo/s1600/bernice.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qZzNbtRI/AAAAAAAAAj0/nDDwLGp3mjo/s320/bernice.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236456506012946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie in red. bernice aka kok B)...stunning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3rGoy22bI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fVO70XEKjmM/s1600/shin+jhen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3rGoy22bI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fVO70XEKjmM/s320/shin+jhen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408237226804304306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; twins ashley aka shin ....polite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qapv_4NI/AAAAAAAAAkE/l2SszA7qX7A/s1600/erh+jhen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qapv_4NI/AAAAAAAAAkE/l2SszA7qX7A/s320/erh+jhen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236471146504402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got erh jhen here.. elegant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3rG9iy3RI/AAAAAAAAAks/EaPo2EBG9EY/s1600/ying+xuan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3rG9iy3RI/AAAAAAAAAks/EaPo2EBG9EY/s320/ying+xuan.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408237232374078738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then miss beh aka ying .......rox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qbWvexwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/GtuSNaUTsTo/s1600/joyce.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qbWvexwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/GtuSNaUTsTo/s320/joyce.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236483223930626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes joyce aka ee..... sporty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3rGduuj1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/t1YLpGKza1U/s1600/sue+ting.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3rGduuj1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/t1YLpGKza1U/s320/sue+ting.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408237223834193746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and ting aka sue... most graceful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... so how? what do you think? arent them pretty and cute?&lt;br /&gt;anyhow , i still wish to collect the guyz as well. but is so hard to find male candybardoll.. if anyone of u have , pls share wit me ya~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3648527649704176638?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3648527649704176638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3648527649704176638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3648527649704176638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3648527649704176638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/cute-bardoll.html' title='cute bardoll.^^'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sw3qaX08iyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/kApNsUllqe8/s72-c/chian.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-541499336645475107</id><published>2009-11-22T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T04:34:13.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish came true.</title><content type='html'>Is a Sunday class revision. P1 final revision. Had a bad flu today. Im sorry that i have to use up the whole pack of my friend tissues and through out the class feel so sleepy. but i tried concentrate til the end. &lt;br /&gt;   ~~happy ending sunday. i dont have to eat dinner alone. indeed what you wish in the heart will come true. Truly most happy dinner ever. unlike everytime have to rush for work. XD thanks for the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-541499336645475107?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/541499336645475107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=541499336645475107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/541499336645475107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/541499336645475107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/wish-came-true.html' title='Wish came true.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1809572258462302757</id><published>2009-11-11T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T04:06:03.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>delicious fried rice.</title><content type='html'>currently having revision for my core paper p2. so tiring. today's evening is full of dark cloud yet there is a bright but not hot sun. I knew i cant stand such a nice weather for a good game of outdoor basketball. &lt;br /&gt;im not tired anymore when i heard sound of basketball bouncing at the court near my place. bk5. seriously i feel like friends there dont really like me. perhaps i always do things alone never intend to invite them to join me. haih. eventhough i played with them for years already, we don't really know each other that well. maybe is just me with them. they know each other very well. my problem again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel the thought in me, makes me very fan nau. eventhough just a game, i dont like greedy eating allbymyself ( in chinese duk sek) everytime i see an opportunity, i got the thought, after ppl say me duk sek how? anyway today's game played quite well deduct my mistakes... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home, my mom opened the door for me. she said so wet! like swimming. i know. i know. i dare say second i guess no one dare say first when talk bout sweating after sport. well, marvelously there are friends who never sweat. weird people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime dinner time, i will ask my mom," ma, ngo geh fan le? " she will get everything ready for me. she is a really nice mother. then i ask her, why still havent take bath. she answer me, "i still need to babysit" and i am stunned. &lt;br /&gt;i forget that now, at night she also need to babysit other ppl children. how tiring she is i cant imagine it. how i wish my dad go out find a proper job until i come out instead of just dreaming of being a millionaire. i only wish for a medium family not filthy rich family. LOVE to me is the most priceless thing for me. but cant blame him though. he is 58. retired man. how to find job. i wonder sometimes if im that old. thanks that he is still healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough tonight is only fried rice with green bean and egg, i feel im the most grateful person in this world, really cant imagine what if no one opens the door for me, and cook fried rice for me. (touchwood) &lt;br /&gt;from now on, i will change my attitude bit by bit. love you , mom dad. long time dint say to them already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1809572258462302757?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1809572258462302757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1809572258462302757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1809572258462302757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1809572258462302757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/delicious-fried-rice.html' title='delicious fried rice.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2735772061487080213</id><published>2009-11-09T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:58:34.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Eye See</title><content type='html'>Obviously, this is an English translation version of "mou ngam tai". If you do watch HK drama series, you will notice that more often, when one person likes someone else, he/she will become easier jealous when the so-called target mixed close to another. He/she will just easily get annoyed to whoever the target get well with. Now i think that is just too much for controlling the target social life, eventhough you like him/her very much. &lt;br /&gt;What match the best would you may get annoyed but only youself knew it, thus if you think that if you see the event and will get annoyed, so may as well, no eye see, dont go for it. just stay where you are , enjoy doing what you are doing, instead of for eg, go to a party and ruine your own mood looking at your target get dated with luxury boosting stories. Xd &lt;br /&gt;just the same with dirty restaurant. when you dont see how "clean" is the kitchen, you just simply enjoy the food. Once you see it, you will never chose to eat at that place. This is just simple human nature. (haih)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2735772061487080213?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2735772061487080213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2735772061487080213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2735772061487080213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2735772061487080213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-eye-see.html' title='No Eye See'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2292040826321636769</id><published>2009-11-01T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:47:57.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the champion~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It all worthwhile, while having to travel far across the region, cyberjaya the destination of victory for us ( L-Rido ) for 3-on-3 basketball competition organised by Admiral. &lt;br /&gt;   Indeed it is a hot day, timidly sun on top of us shining , while dark clouds from kajang and puchong swimming towards Cyberjaya, the moment we touch our jersey and the rim, we knew that it will be an exciting day for us. We saw alot of teams boys girls from all category under14, 15, 16 , 18, and our category under 20. &lt;br /&gt;   Both of my friends - YCH and Mr. L got sun burnt but not me... maybe im just used to it....dark-tanned skin. Amazingly boring. We waited for our first match at the 16 th at court3 and 26 th. We were in group B facing another two teams, winner moves on to quarter. &lt;br /&gt;   7min per game,maybe lesser . All we need is to win one basket ahead of our opponent. But most of our score is reasonable win. 2-0,3-2,4-1,6-2, and final 2-2 draw win by shooting free throw.4-3. &lt;br /&gt;    There, we met friends too. My puchong friends went to compete too, different category which they joined under 18 and MEN-open a category for age 20 and over but not veteran. They did play a great game, but unfortunately didnt get through semi. It is a great experience though. one of it waiting experience. XD&lt;br /&gt;    While we waiting for semi, the dj was quick in announcing the next match. Out of sudden i heard our team name L-Rido versus... versus... Shaba! Gosh, it supposes to be the next round after some girls match. And the most suspense is YCH went to toilet! I immediately call Kean Yong aka Mr. L ( seriously look like L when cosplay -maybe bigger size ) he was quite panicky too because Shaba is his friend's team, his friend played for Perlis. So he called CH CH who is still blur walking towards us. SHOCK!... while i... trying to delay the MEI LI REFEREE jie jie and the score manager girl. &lt;br /&gt;    Then we started playing, thanks enough we won! 4-1. Think they dint tried that hard cuz got a shock too. They werent ready for the game too.&lt;br /&gt;    Anyhow, after that match we just won the final. so We are the champion~ == photos would be updated soon. sorry for the suspense XD but we got our cash prize of rm 600. we counted ...it's 12 50 ringgit heheh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2292040826321636769?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2292040826321636769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2292040826321636769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2292040826321636769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2292040826321636769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-champion.html' title='We are the champion~'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2756925698426370626</id><published>2009-10-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:14:51.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Training..</title><content type='html'>Currently~ having basketball training... must train hard hard , no matter what... &lt;br /&gt;this maybe my last competition. Im 20 adi... haiz.. so train hard. hope i will improve ba... 31 October.. I'm coming for u. Cyberjaya ... i shall capture the moment of glory there. Anyone want help me train? have one on one game with me XD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2756925698426370626?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2756925698426370626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2756925698426370626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2756925698426370626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2756925698426370626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-training.html' title='On Training..'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3837737554798307930</id><published>2009-10-25T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:13:37.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T Music Festival...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuUD5JCpYOI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5pSduJtCqhk/s1600-h/P120909_18.13%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuUD5JCpYOI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5pSduJtCqhk/s320/P120909_18.13%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396724008687853794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuUD49sG4gI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RdJVU4jUN7g/s1600-h/P120909_18.13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuUD49sG4gI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RdJVU4jUN7g/s320/P120909_18.13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396724005640528386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuUBgf45hAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gsJ_TfKbcqY/s1600-h/P120909_18.13%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuUBgf45hAI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gsJ_TfKbcqY/s320/P120909_18.13%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396721386300998658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we got vvip ticket... and we stand at the grey spot! which is so near to the stage... thanks again to kah fai. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuQD8KqQEQI/AAAAAAAAAhU/EGt0EThTm_0/s320/P1100049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396442585685299458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuQD70FyOjI/AAAAAAAAAhM/SCOViLNLViE/s1600-h/P1090979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuQD70FyOjI/AAAAAAAAAhM/SCOViLNLViE/s320/P1090979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396442579626768946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuQD7S3tu4I/AAAAAAAAAhE/UEyKmmrzlEA/s1600-h/P1100011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuQD7S3tu4I/AAAAAAAAAhE/UEyKmmrzlEA/s320/P1100011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396442570709384066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3837737554798307930?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3837737554798307930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3837737554798307930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3837737554798307930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3837737554798307930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/t-music-festival.html' title='T Music Festival...'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuUD5JCpYOI/AAAAAAAAAjs/5pSduJtCqhk/s72-c/P120909_18.13%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5538760641680911711</id><published>2009-10-23T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:34:40.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading final.</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... is 24 of October already. Time passes really fast. and thats just how the earth's rule. Guess we will just have to obey it... and change while everything changes frequently. But final exam will never change dates... Dont work hard and smart now = fail and another six month. mayb have to add lil luck here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, all these while , i have been bothered by my own problems. if just anyone notice it. And ... if not, mayb only one will, whom i told her. How the hell did i have the courage to tell such private matters? to me problem = embarrasing stuff. Even my best friend, sinceever he flew, i just want him or guess that he is into enjoyment. no need bother bout bad stuff la.. haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But basically, after mock, it came across to me this book "follow your heart" by andrew matthews. In it, there is a case which very similar with mine, and im not wrong it is a COMMON problem for everyone. All these while i have been so helpless in forgiving people is because i was bothered by a bigger one :that is I COULD NOT FORGIVE MY PARENTS... &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; While we are talking about forgiveness, the book said, the first step to making your life work is to forgive your parents. Sure , they weren't perfect. But when you were a kid, your mum and dad didn't have all the pop pyschology books on "successful parenting" and they had a lot of other things to worry about besides raising you! Whatever they got wrong, it is history. Every day that you refuse to forgive your mother is a vote to screw up your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;       Thats what it says. I believe it is true. My life aint happy when it supposes to be when my friends are. And one day i had a friend who finally asks me why am i not happy hanging out while everyone else is happy. All i replied is nothing.. because i have no idea how to deliver the message. But thanks for at least the asking thingy. At least thats what friends are. to care for other friend. &lt;br /&gt;      Maybe after these blogs,i shall try to forgive my parents step by step .. how bout you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5538760641680911711?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5538760641680911711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5538760641680911711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5538760641680911711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5538760641680911711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/heading-final.html' title='Heading final.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3986419684033465742</id><published>2009-10-22T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:50:20.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mcd at Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuEPD7nSKWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vmdNvwiOuDU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuEPD7nSKWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vmdNvwiOuDU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395610388783049058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mcd at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night : after spending bout two hours giving tuition , in fact my last one because my students will have exam coming next week while mine is tomorrow 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roughly around 11, frustated with the insufficient time i have, i decided to mcd at subang... perhaps a place where i cant sleep, and thats when i can finish up my whole bundle of syllabus of p2. ( well i did finish up without any disturbance and attraction to sleep except from foods and refilling of cokes XD )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But being the one and the only one, when i passed through taylor, i saw a very famous burger selling stall there, and i wonder will anyone believe this? someone who is heading for mcd - selling burgersssssss and he went to buy burger ramli...and it is BURGER AYAM DOUBLE SPECIAL satu , bang!! to perfect the situation, he brought it to mcd for later supper. a big LOL for myself. im laughing though... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i just thought of someone, wondering if she would like to have one in case she is hungry, if she did i certainly ta pao and drive to get her as long as i can see her for real. and the burgers are just amazingly different from other ramli. is big,with juicy sauces. i had to get numbers lining up for the burger..first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach mcd i look at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuESkmPKovI/AAAAAAAAAg8/alCmbyB9swQ/s1600-h/Bobby%2527s%2520Camera-McDonalds%2520Menu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuESkmPKovI/AAAAAAAAAg8/alCmbyB9swQ/s320/Bobby%2527s%2520Camera-McDonalds%2520Menu2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395614248515314418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant control myself again, towards food. i bought two chickens set since i got a burger with me. There i studied peacefully ever after. Never did i get her reply til now, i just cant focus my study. no matter what i do, i will think will she be doing the same, or will she like to eat.. or drink or had me in mind? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnot help it, i actually spent the whole night fresh at mcd studying something so last minute for next morning p2 exam. til 5 i finally cant open my eyes , deciding i have a nap in my car. Outside, it is cold and chilling, and if anyone ever try wandering outside alone, it is quite fun XD but can i say dangerous?? and if is dangerous, why im not fear. Perhaps i have been bornt to travel all by myself and with that courage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a friend to call me up at 6 cuz i noe i and her the same will wake up early morning to get a quick revise. Thanks alot she called me, i still thought is alarm clock. feeling to throw my hp outside the road but i dint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym to take a bath. it is very early 6.30 but there is one uncle who is so hardworking trademilling. I wonder walking alone in the pyramid seeing those employees polishing the path is something so fun. and one who enjoys the same shall be my life partner. or if not thinks im crazy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What dissappoint me most is i not able to do well in exam after spending whole night. in fact i see those questions and when i know i dont know, i hardly could think ( perhaps due to lack of sleep ) and dooze of for the day...... After the mock, i and a few bunches of fellows went to pyramid , guess what.. they having mcd !!! haha.. phobia , then walking around and went to pool and all kena sapu by ivan and song. but quite a few rounds did we just play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home, i dooze off to sleep again since 6pm dint even have my dinner. til the next day 11am ....still sleeping and dreaming how to solve this problem before the final, i cant study at mid night anymore.. it is a mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3986419684033465742?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3986419684033465742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3986419684033465742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3986419684033465742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3986419684033465742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/mcd-at-night.html' title='Mcd at Night.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SuEPD7nSKWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vmdNvwiOuDU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7834025277970379954</id><published>2009-10-15T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:14:11.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdKTYrJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAgs/gHSdejCjgdQ/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdKTYrJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAgs/gHSdejCjgdQ/s320/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860775700885170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJvC8L6yI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uVrgx9ovBGg/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJvC8L6yI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uVrgx9ovBGg/s320/DSC00965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860151391447842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJu98lodI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zCA7lTWGqnU/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJu98lodI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zCA7lTWGqnU/s320/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860150050955730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJuBKEC-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/lryX60qJeig/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJuBKEC-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/lryX60qJeig/s320/DSC00963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860133732912098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJtmdohxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/8FzDWBzeDpo/s1600-h/DSC00959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJtmdohxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/8FzDWBzeDpo/s320/DSC00959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860126567237394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ago when i was young and bored.. after watching deathnote...got influenced... hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7834025277970379954?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7834025277970379954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7834025277970379954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7834025277970379954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7834025277970379954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret_15.html' title='Secret.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdKTYrJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAgs/gHSdejCjgdQ/s72-c/DSC00917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-8908953712222140638</id><published>2009-10-15T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:13:19.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJviDuH7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/1CxtuZJzjrU/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJviDuH7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/1CxtuZJzjrU/s320/DSC00969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860159744548786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJvC8L6yI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uVrgx9ovBGg/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJvC8L6yI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uVrgx9ovBGg/s320/DSC00965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860151391447842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJu98lodI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zCA7lTWGqnU/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJu98lodI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zCA7lTWGqnU/s320/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860150050955730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJuBKEC-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/lryX60qJeig/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJuBKEC-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/lryX60qJeig/s320/DSC00963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860133732912098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJtmdohxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/8FzDWBzeDpo/s1600-h/DSC00959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJtmdohxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/8FzDWBzeDpo/s320/DSC00959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392860126567237394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ago when i was young and bored.. after watching deathnote...got influenced... hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-8908953712222140638?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8908953712222140638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=8908953712222140638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8908953712222140638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8908953712222140638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret.html' title='Secret.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/StdJviDuH7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/1CxtuZJzjrU/s72-c/DSC00969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4794562522031929216</id><published>2009-10-03T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:34:04.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First blog for Oct.</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 130%; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;I will certainly appreciate the wordings.. well, just trying to be classical here, but perhaps just words to you, it meant alot to me, and if words bored you, just tolerate this piece only, i promise more pictures in fu'ure  p/s get the song started first before read it. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 100%"&gt;r&lt;/SPAN&gt;e.&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 130%; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #cccccc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Calmus once wrote, &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #cccccc"&gt;" blessed are the hearts that can bend ; They shall never be broken"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #ffccff"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;but I wonder , if there's no breaking, then there is no healing, &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;and if there's no healing , then there's no learning.&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #ffccff"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~ &lt;EM&gt;poor little rose , beaten by the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~in the wind, in the gale &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~ thunder and the hail&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~ Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #ffccff"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;And if there's no learning, then there's no struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #ffccff"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~ &lt;EM&gt;without the numbness or the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~so intense to feel&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Especially now it added up through the years&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~ And I...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;I taught myself how to grow&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~without any love&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;~And there was poison in the rain&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught myself how to grow...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Now i'm crooked on the outside.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #993399"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: #ffccff"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 130%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But struggle is part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 130%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So must all hearts be broken?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-207c6f0dc7879911" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D207c6f0dc7879911%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75C9FC59C38EE768BC41FC39765D9EB155E84B49.6D64753838CFBEE27AB7C9DF8C9DBBEEE8FEFCD0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D207c6f0dc7879911%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9W9pX0-f_q2PW8tNOV6O1lWd7Zk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D207c6f0dc7879911%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75C9FC59C38EE768BC41FC39765D9EB155E84B49.6D64753838CFBEE27AB7C9DF8C9DBBEEE8FEFCD0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D207c6f0dc7879911%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9W9pX0-f_q2PW8tNOV6O1lWd7Zk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4794562522031929216?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4794562522031929216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4794562522031929216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4794562522031929216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4794562522031929216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-blog-for-oct.html' title='First blog for Oct.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5389196908974967457</id><published>2009-10-03T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:32:03.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ya it's been a few weeks since my "pt2 - blogstory".. Yeap. I'm pretty sure that i have to admit i'm kind a lazy and hold back myself from blogging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But finally i got the topics i wanna to blog about and that motivates me.. It sounds kind a classic but hope my readers will enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;_recently busy watching one tree hill_ season 5. got the copies from my students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And happy Belated Moon Cake festive. ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5389196908974967457?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5389196908974967457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5389196908974967457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5389196908974967457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5389196908974967457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-blog.html' title='Back to blog..'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2617953018186057442</id><published>2009-09-03T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:48:26.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate reporting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;F7 and p2 is linked. In fact p2 is much tougher and requires alot of mental power just to read the 4 questions during exam not to mention to study it. Those who taking their honeymoon sem during f7 will surely have a tough time in undertaking this p2. ie me. Regret now = useless. Though, f7 Financial Reporting is much to calculation and p2 a consultation paper called Corporate Reporting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Seriously i have no idea at all how to tackle this paper. My lecturer told me, not to memorize the standards but to understand and link it. I remember once i told my junior , not to memorize the study in spm but to understand and study it. Now i myself have such problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There are only 2 passes during pt1 , totally amazed with them , i don't know who are them, but i surely know that i will fail in this second round. I remember during cat i wish a tougher kind of paper. This is what i got. So be careful for what you wish. Never ever do such silly mistake like me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;p/s : pt 2 for p2 has ended without i realising it. Time is so fast. I scare i dont have time to say bye to the flying time.. LOLzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2617953018186057442?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2617953018186057442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2617953018186057442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2617953018186057442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2617953018186057442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/09/corporate-reporting.html' title='Corporate reporting'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1792377834504058755</id><published>2009-08-30T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:46:00.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of August</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Merdeka... Merdeka... and MAI TIT KA.... that is the joke i heard when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;p/s MAI TIT KA... means the beras price dropped!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one lame joke.. questioning why did people last time so happy of having Merdeka day... but no one go celebrate instead going to supermarket? Because they heard MAI TIT KA instead of Merdeka... so they go grab those beras in supermarket lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...I just got home from pool... Didnt join the second round... cuz i cant stand sitting there with smoke on my shirt. I hate people smoke and blow it to me.. But still i cant control my friends not to smoke... haih... Its okay la...give up of advising though. Makes me look old keep advising people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i think i outbreak the most blog i had since my first start blogging.. This month i really blog alot. So congrates to myself first.. As for that i would like to share my favourite female artist songs.&lt;br /&gt;Title : MA QUE , by guo jing. CLAIRE.. If not for LYG to be precise ting, i maybe dono this song forever and could not enjoy it. Thanks alot. 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There will be a bright day ahead. Too bad, my mood swings are just way greater. Well have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a nice day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624206140944178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoNu_UFrzI/AAAAAAAAAfc/4UJRupQbQls/s320/DSC02265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624183006935986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoNtpIgu7I/AAAAAAAAAfE/0nXBD2XUwYQ/s320/DSC02245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624198671466626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoNujfOgII/AAAAAAAAAfU/9tVTRWQxf-U/s320/DSC02249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624193295487138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoNuPdfkKI/AAAAAAAAAfM/pOHrzA_MOQo/s320/DSC02259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625473806144450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoO4xvBk8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/y0tfY3jYSXg/s320/DSC01889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375624180075207938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoNteNiHQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Z_zUpJb999E/s320/DSC02625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625486054883090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoO5fXWfxI/AAAAAAAAAf0/KUDKj7PKWbs/s320/DSC01910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625494310745890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoO5-Hs9yI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1g3HThPya3o/s320/DSC02631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                         grab your future..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625473126671874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoO4vNBpgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/33NdsdNEpgE/s320/DSC02308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                and the birdies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3728949000471405682?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3728949000471405682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3728949000471405682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3728949000471405682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3728949000471405682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/every-single-day-differs.html' title='Every single day differs!!~~'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpoNu_UFrzI/AAAAAAAAAfc/4UJRupQbQls/s72-c/DSC02265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2487791185956491754</id><published>2009-08-29T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T05:35:59.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule for sport.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Basically since young i'm encouraged to sport alot. I'm a sporty type which mean a sportman with a high level of sportmanship. Though it depends on attitude of one being. I'm totally an outrage in outing sport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tHEse Are SOME of the sports i involved since young : Climbing and running around, catching and playing hide &amp;amp; seek in playground, playing ping pong against WALL, playing badminton ( the highest it goes the better : i mean the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shuttle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cock ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cricket with the position of hitting the ball only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well in fact i aint good in one because i believe when i was young i had asma, couldnot actually over the border line. And after grown up, i started to play basketball. In fact, I dont know how to shoot 1 point basket when i was a newbie time. After sometimes, i become better and better. then i started to become goalkeeper among my friends, due to enjoying using my hand, i went to play bola BALING as well. Later i learnt about a game call volleyball. And ping pong, and bowling and pool . I also swim when my dad goes to swim. I play badminton when my father did. Soon he started to stop sporting ... and me too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still, a week i will sport in average of more than 8 hours. In future i think will enjoy more hours. Gym is one of my schedule now. Badminton game would be saturday sunday night for 4 hours in total, basketball Friday night, and any evening time when i free especially thursday and friday. Since i have a couple of hours having free time, maybe i will consider swimming back. Wow... when ka fai is back, i will pull him to play ping pong with me... oh hoho could not imagine how much fun i will have in future. A total young 20 years old athlete. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And one of my girlfriend would have to be quite tolerable to my sporty type. hehe... or we will just breakup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2487791185956491754?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2487791185956491754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2487791185956491754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2487791185956491754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2487791185956491754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/schedule-for-sport.html' title='Schedule for sport.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2509953678783735824</id><published>2009-08-27T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:48:43.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untolerable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; think if given an inventing opportunity, i will invent a machine. A machine not time machine but a separation of one being. As often , i used to imagine how myself to others . Trying and trying to improve but just could not help it due to the a portion of evil part of me. So i thought of creating such machine which will allow my spirit to be separated into two within a limited period. Basically i think it hurts for spirit without a soul. (body) @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With this my concious can actually see how i behave in class, with friends, parents, strangers, and so on... peeping myself would be fun!. Well, i will be looking at myself sitting alone sometimes with mind floating away to somewhere. haha.. what a imaginery i had.&lt;br /&gt;talking bout sitting alone, it just sometimes made me feel dreadful of going to class. Thats why i skipped class lately. Skip and skip... study to catch up back. but think of p2 certainly not of a class for u to skip. It is a class for 40 years old mind set. A consultancy class where training 19 years old kiddo to be a lil bit mature for a few million payment. Opps im 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s need catch up ... pt2 next week oh... jia you to all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2509953678783735824?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2509953678783735824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2509953678783735824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2509953678783735824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2509953678783735824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/untolerable.html' title='untolerable'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4899083119279431181</id><published>2009-08-26T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:49:39.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpVpnTsJIAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/uumFCFGVvbM/s1600-h/IMG_3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374317854357790722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpVpnTsJIAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/uumFCFGVvbM/s400/IMG_3613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpVpDrpr-aI/AAAAAAAAAes/hy2lv8XGtqU/s1600-h/IMG_3714.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo~ finally everyone slept. I beg i will be sleeping in p2 class again. Suddenly want to go to toilet. Then suddenly remember i took a pic during prom Promoting sunway hotel toilet. Look at me ... what a slim posture i had. Is hard to be this slim you know. So fit . Totally a forward athlete! Awe some... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was young i used to dream to go into girls toilet when there are girls inside. To prove that i fear nothing.... n it is fun! hahax... but i don like to peep girls. It is just my principle. I like to peep at guyz who peep girls. Their ham sap yong is just freaking obvious. hahax..why i blog about this at 1.49am.. Nothing better to do. Cuz i drank TEH TARIK PANAS TAK MAO ICE. cant sleep lo... still looking at p2 le.. so black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4899083119279431181?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4899083119279431181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4899083119279431181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4899083119279431181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4899083119279431181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/toilet.html' title='Toilet~'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SpVpnTsJIAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/uumFCFGVvbM/s72-c/IMG_3613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3968456932326585509</id><published>2009-08-26T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:47:36.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read in heart pls.</title><content type='html'>Currently studying p2 ... great.. great is late night i know. My dad my mom asked me to sleep. But i want to revise abit to wash away my guilty-ness. Then suddenly lights are on. I just overheard my dad reading out loud a book called bible. and in the room is my mom sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he realise that he is reading out loud? i cant study listening to him, and how could my mom sleep with lights on? Is it because i dont listen to them to sleep? i just could not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s im 20 pls... oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3968456932326585509?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3968456932326585509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3968456932326585509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3968456932326585509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3968456932326585509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/read-in-heart-pls.html' title='Read in heart pls.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-6567590081578689855</id><published>2009-08-26T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:13:36.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So close yet so far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;每一天无法不想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;连闭上眼睛 怎麽都是你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;告诉我你真实的感受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;至少忐忑能告一段落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;拒绝也不是一种罪过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;你能给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;快乐还是寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;因为我相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;你是我的呼吸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-6567590081578689855?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6567590081578689855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=6567590081578689855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6567590081578689855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6567590081578689855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-close-yet-so-far.html' title='So close yet so far...'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4557818135159533176</id><published>2009-08-22T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:25:44.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rexona... ARMPIT singing com XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hey hey guyz ever listen to rexona singing competition? Well, if not please have a view on this website : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rexona.com.my/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;www.rexona.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There you can see a couple of participants. For your information , one friend of mine : Voon Kin Fang entered it. She is a great person who sings gracefully. I need you guyz to do me a favor that is to vote for her. Go to the video gallery , where u can watch her audition there. page 5. Please vote for her ya~~ thanks so much. Tell me if u are one of the voter. Appreciate it so much XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i also got a video here. if u like her, please do vote her for outsider who viewed my blog. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dce3721e25dc5e69" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddce3721e25dc5e69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFCF9CAF35273D39D330E7D55A6859FFEB3FACD0.132C984E36F9CBD094C6308D39CE2A0798ADAC77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddce3721e25dc5e69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgv_k2tw_pDMi3-upVvcsEWN0nrU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddce3721e25dc5e69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFCF9CAF35273D39D330E7D55A6859FFEB3FACD0.132C984E36F9CBD094C6308D39CE2A0798ADAC77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddce3721e25dc5e69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgv_k2tw_pDMi3-upVvcsEWN0nrU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4557818135159533176?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dce3721e25dc5e69&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4557818135159533176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4557818135159533176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4557818135159533176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4557818135159533176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/rexona-armpit-singing-com-xd.html' title='Rexona... ARMPIT singing com XD'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1179531830837385688</id><published>2009-08-15T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:18:23.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Handsome Gorgious Arrogance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370410375725768098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SoeHyHc03aI/AAAAAAAAAeM/PUwZJpAOAOk/s320/988166255l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370410402978491186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SoeHE0yFd0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/W_2ZROXwP_E/s320/FF_raves_heroes1_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1179531830837385688?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1179531830837385688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1179531830837385688' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1179531830837385688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1179531830837385688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-handsome-gorgious-arrogance.html' title='Beautiful Handsome Gorgious Arrogance.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SoeHyHc03aI/AAAAAAAAAeM/PUwZJpAOAOk/s72-c/988166255l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4046264969538466404</id><published>2009-08-15T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:05:49.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neckpain.</title><content type='html'>I had a neck twisted during a wild dream i had last two night. Gosh, the next day was a whole miserable day, where i couldn't even turn my head at all! I cant cross road because i cant turn to my left and to my right and back to left again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, such incidence i'm sure everyone face it before. But luckily with my boss borrowing titanium chain for me and my dad who is an expert in massaging , i got well within one day. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;N . E . C . K PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One day. Talking bout one day, makes me feel nervous, exam results day is getting nearer. This sem, i will be looking at it alone. No more red shirts, no more with my friends. DIY and alone. Actually i really want to go and together have the moment. But i just find it weird to go to college and i dont have class. So just stay at home ba... furthermore i have this AI with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;D . I . Y ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alone. Lonelyness. Talking bout lonelyness, i really hate this feeling. but doing big stuff , knowing something that others shouldnot still will bring this fear of loneliness, so why not accepting it. When you are lonely, make the loneliness not an existence at all that bother your mind. Why should it be there at the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4046264969538466404?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4046264969538466404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4046264969538466404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4046264969538466404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4046264969538466404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/neckpain.html' title='Neckpain.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7654852962003901407</id><published>2009-08-14T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:44:01.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red box opening ioi mall..... ladylike, nong fu, chin, guo jing(claire), tank..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since this event, ioi mall is going to be hot like when we are young and parents brought us there.... CINEMA!!! the GSC please la improve... i dont want to sit kerusi busuk adi.... terkenal adi...gsc ioi mall has stinky asset ie seats..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GI jOE, lee byung hun as storm shadow. he is cool, look at the abs... MUST WATCH MOVIE, approximately 2hours show. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369875818748310290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SoWhmzhz8xI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vwXj4FA_2e4/s320/gijoe_lbh01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369875926653352674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SoWhtFgYOuI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ZHrOMrV20K8/s320/leebyunghun_1226_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;look at the abs.... the body is balanced. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BREAKTHROUGH !!!! i finally understand why she told out. thanks so much. i hope our friendship can move forward again... and i not that small gas lo. just need time to digest. give me time and to urself also la... together we shall built the link back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7654852962003901407?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7654852962003901407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7654852962003901407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7654852962003901407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7654852962003901407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/random.html' title='Random...'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SoWhmzhz8xI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vwXj4FA_2e4/s72-c/gijoe_lbh01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3243827304985252466</id><published>2009-08-11T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:33:29.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick jo &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm SICK! doctor said, YOU are sick! , My parents said you ARE sick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Who won't sick? No sick also become sick. anyhow, my first time sick in this year. Do i consider healthy though?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't know. Since i sick, i found out how caring is my parents, my sis , my step sis, my friend, my christina and etc. in fact everyone afraid i will caught h1 n1. LOL. WELL, i agree that my immune system is down, but i will get well soon... So don't worry ya~ k lazy blog so much since im sick.. opps. . since i'm X sick. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3243827304985252466?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3243827304985252466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3243827304985252466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3243827304985252466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3243827304985252466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-jo.html' title='Sick jo &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7284844385574559540</id><published>2009-08-06T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:27:14.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball is round.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I love playing basketball! P/s : i'm not me when i play basketball. hehe. Gambateh....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7284844385574559540?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7284844385574559540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7284844385574559540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7284844385574559540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7284844385574559540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/basketball-is-round.html' title='Basketball is round.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-255598049752960044</id><published>2009-08-06T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:24:05.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's challenging back. I'm indeed spartial intelligent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Life has become slightly more challenging.. Thanks to my step sis, pei chi, she has motivated me to live back my life. She told me that facing com and ta kei is lifeless, and that sleep late is no good. we should be sleeping b4 11 ,the latest, and a better tomorrow will come!. Ta kei is lifeless, i thought, then a moment strikes. My mind blockage has gone! It is true though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;       So, i decided to make my life slightly abit busy. This week i started form 4 class tuition-private home 2 students my very first students, fei mun and evelyn. They are so hyper active, it just made me recall the memory of form4 the honey moon year! nice.. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;       I will be teaching every wednesday at least two hours a week. Work in centre 2-3 days a week, cope with my studies, f9 p1 p2. I really hope the results which are coming this 17 of aug is the result that gonna bring me forward. i really want to study the current paper i'm taking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      Recently i have an interest on the subject : brain. How does our brain actually works? connection of neuron? What makes intelligent and smart different? Is brain same with mind? haha.. although my ambition is not to be a scientist , it is quite interesting even to young adolescene. i'm just 20 furthermore. There are still alot more for me to learn. One of the reason, i would like to discover is how to recover my fast pick-up brain. I found out i have been slow recently. Perhaps i'm too dependant on other people. Even my sister said my mom too manja me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;       I love my mom. I love my dad. but lack of expression is a missing crucial part of my life. I wonder how i can recover this innocence back. All i can do is just write in the blog. So dramatic. haih~ nvm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      So to all- Time seems moving around fast, catch it or lose it. Just like brain. Use it or lose it. Although creative spirit is lacking around us and getting slow down, we must not let it be. Learn from ms geetha. That's her using her brain. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-255598049752960044?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/255598049752960044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=255598049752960044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/255598049752960044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/255598049752960044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifes-challenging-back-im-indeed.html' title='Life&apos;s challenging back. I&apos;m indeed spartial intelligent.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-6838413041526153056</id><published>2009-07-27T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:48:00.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I start to think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I start to think, when i'm alone. Tons of thoughts. Who am i if not my parents, what i have learnt til the age of 20, when you are new to something, you will be especially excited to try it, to learn it, and when you are used to it, you became bored with it. So is that shows you are lacking of loyalty like in terms of relationship? example flowerish heart...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Unanswered questions are hard to bear with. yes. I fell inlove easily. I fell in love to anyone who treat me a little nicer. I thought of them every single day because i'm a person who likes the memories with others unless the person changes. So am i a flowerish guy? But i barely do a single thing to show that i fell in love . why is that so? i do asked myself. Is just remain without answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It took me 19 years for me to find out that i dont actually understand myself. I thought im smart, but i dont. I thought i can be as nice as i can if i want, im not that nice actually. I thought i will be rich and financial free in future, but is actually beyond my control. I thought i can express myself well, but i dont really will do that. I thought i can sing and act , no i dont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO why am i writing this? simple, because to tell that i thought im a good in everything but no. the only way is to learn from these and to urge for curiosity to learn again. I spent alot of time on computer just to find out imbalance usage will not benefits but will spoilt a person life style and future. I miss everything including my friends and every person in my life. My brain deserved a better nourishment than the ultra violet ray of this box. While I STILL GOT THE time, i will answer god's question to serve others. WHAT ARE YOU HERE FOR ON THIS&lt;/em&gt; EARTH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-6838413041526153056?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6838413041526153056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=6838413041526153056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6838413041526153056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6838413041526153056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-start-to-think.html' title='I start to think...'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4399773457095580024</id><published>2009-07-09T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:09:56.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally..tioman photos are here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ho ho ho... i know u guyz have been waiting.. Yup i went to tioman . Stay in berjaya resort, went to mersing perlabuhan first before taking a ferry across the sea. It was a long journey ... took us one day from 11 to 7 pm on the first day. We went there on 15-18, 4 days 3 night. Although only 6 of us went, nevertheless, it is of great fun. Me, winston, terrence, ken, chian and sue ting. GG #&lt;br /&gt;I will show you interesting photos , some individual some groups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw83YUx0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/3MInBT2dxHk/s1600-h/DSC02210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356733735252576066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw83YUx0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/3MInBT2dxHk/s400/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our luggage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw8m6O-6I/AAAAAAAAAcU/kUKt7LG2swc/s1600-h/DSC02212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356733730831399842" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw8m6O-6I/AAAAAAAAAcU/kUKt7LG2swc/s400/DSC02212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, what chian brought to Tioman? It is so heavy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkYx1jR4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/gx-s-UFFGQY/s1600-h/DSC02217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356719921149724546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkYx1jR4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/gx-s-UFFGQY/s400/DSC02217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally reached jetty so happy these two girls. Time : 4pm . Since 11. a.m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb0DG9vFOI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ricDDRVoJr4/s1600-h/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356737141050119394" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb0DG9vFOI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ricDDRVoJr4/s400/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach TIOMAN luu.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw7dz8f_I/AAAAAAAAAb8/icN_fOPje6o/s1600-h/DSC02283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356733711209234418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw7dz8f_I/AAAAAAAAAb8/icN_fOPje6o/s400/DSC02283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, hi! Why you guys also here at Tioman dE?? I pass by and took their photo. From jetty to hotel need a ride of mini cartoon bus. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw7-b2L8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ar9_lAHuMoo/s1600-h/DSC02289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356733719966527426" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw7-b2L8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ar9_lAHuMoo/s400/DSC02289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ONE-BITE satay dinner.. hey kedekut penjual satay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw8C7l9MI/AAAAAAAAAcM/7WdO0JspctE/s1600-h/DSC02301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356733721173423298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw8C7l9MI/AAAAAAAAAcM/7WdO0JspctE/s400/DSC02301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night performance! Sue ting ask me don't follow they sing. Spoiler..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are pretty good though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb0CgeZhZI/AAAAAAAAAck/4i415TPdSqY/s1600-h/DSC02305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356737130718135698" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb0CgeZhZI/AAAAAAAAAck/4i415TPdSqY/s400/DSC02305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night what else???.... eh... we playing mahjong only... not gamble!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkYUpBqOI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_Trt3bqvtLo/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356719913312561378" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkYUpBqOI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_Trt3bqvtLo/s400/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing ken... our Berjaya member.. guess he is ready for SNORKELLING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkYJXD-7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/BNgv2aWum6w/s1600-h/DSC02344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356719910284426162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkYJXD-7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/BNgv2aWum6w/s400/DSC02344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First destination : Air Terjun " " i forget wat name... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhrLpnxNI/AAAAAAAAAak/NKivFH6b3a8/s1600-h/DSC02355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356716938781770962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhrLpnxNI/AAAAAAAAAak/NKivFH6b3a8/s400/DSC02355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look... a post before jump.. We are still dry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjCRtB1lI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-FewTFx2D7w/s1600-h/DSC02356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356718435055294034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjCRtB1lI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-FewTFx2D7w/s400/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we jumped!!!! and fishes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjCk-dIGI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4o-vtaQnktE/s1600-h/DSC02386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356718440228659298" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjCk-dIGI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4o-vtaQnktE/s400/DSC02386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjB3Dgk7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/448g67fM224/s1600-h/DSC02383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356718427901825970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjB3Dgk7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/448g67fM224/s400/DSC02383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave them bread. A brandless bread. So cham ....No gardenia... no high 5.. poor fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkXWp6svI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_SuBrwbAbyQ/s1600-h/DSC02398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356719896673301234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkXWp6svI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_SuBrwbAbyQ/s400/DSC02398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On your left is sue ting and right is chian. Semangat gile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually went to 6 sites. Four snorkelling sites one for restaurant and souvenier. name. salak village. and the first one air terjun. This snorkelling site name Marine Park. The fishes are very huge. Note i used HUGE means VERY BIG... scary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we played a game.. name, 12JUICE who lose who jump. Every time lose 12JUICE, step back one step til the end. JUMP!!! so fun.. really jump into sea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhqiCVWPI/AAAAAAAAAac/0HqOSv0tg3g/s1600-h/DSC02414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356716927611132146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhqiCVWPI/AAAAAAAAAac/0HqOSv0tg3g/s400/DSC02414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly we took a shot with our captain..in the middle.. name ?? alamak i forget adi.. Im the person who ask him.. he is a very good swimmer and diver.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhpwkdoJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MrnzQbQffW4/s1600-h/DSC02421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356716914332508306" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhpwkdoJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MrnzQbQffW4/s400/DSC02421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After snorkelling, we decided to explore ... so tired adi.. still go to challenging park shows that we are strong men and girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkXzh9TdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/bDi368Wu1ao/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356719904424545746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbkXzh9TdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/bDi368Wu1ao/s400/DSC02436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiyoh..Sue ting care ful oh... Geng....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At beach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVth1DhQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/4p2DguMVN_I/s1600-h/DSC02456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356703784955512066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVth1DhQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/4p2DguMVN_I/s400/DSC02456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chian asked us to jump.... I and winston damn stunned. Terrence jump but his " action " showed that he doesn't know how to jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb4ipvIXOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/h5Jg_arpsvA/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356742081006558434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb4ipvIXOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/h5Jg_arpsvA/s400/DSC02457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i showed him. Before we jump, you must follow me and do this. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb4i9dDLJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/oZbvF9TADRk/s1600-h/DSC02458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356742086299430034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb4i9dDLJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/oZbvF9TADRk/s400/DSC02458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we jumped!! Hahax but fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVtRftJFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SxpkLczxe0Y/s1600-h/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356703780570997842" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVtRftJFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SxpkLczxe0Y/s400/DSC02460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the pro ken and chian showed us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVr03t2fI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IjflJldfWHU/s1600-h/DSC02468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356703755707210226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVr03t2fI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IjflJldfWHU/s400/DSC02468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao li hai o ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhqEypvqI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tgR6I2oeP5o/s1600-h/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356716919760731810" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhqEypvqI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tgR6I2oeP5o/s400/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i fell to my knee. or but. @@ "Why ... why we lose jumping to them !!" Disappointed. emo.. they jump so nice... we not nice... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb4jUzzmFI/AAAAAAAAAdE/kp2azQbAkBk/s1600-h/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356742092568893522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slb4jUzzmFI/AAAAAAAAAdE/kp2azQbAkBk/s400/DSC02465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in seconds... i became like this.. ..owh... hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRjuJyQcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/CIXFjg-M0Ks/s1600-h/DSC02594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356699218418483650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRjuJyQcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/CIXFjg-M0Ks/s400/DSC02594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the NEXT NEXT DAY.... we woke up late.. around 11am.. we go for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUKRMblVI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Jcq1lmRms2o/s1600-h/DSC02490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356702079683106130" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUKRMblVI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Jcq1lmRms2o/s400/DSC02490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sun bathing!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The result become GRILL CHICKEN!!! haha no la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhqV6DoYI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fu6iXSAornc/s1600-h/DSC02373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356716924355191170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbhqV6DoYI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fu6iXSAornc/s400/DSC02373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUKDOvT9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/F622SjDwj_4/s1600-h/DSC02496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356702075934691282" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUKDOvT9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/F622SjDwj_4/s400/DSC02496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and sue ting ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUJkQgw9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/-VhuSdwg1jk/s1600-h/DSC02534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356702067620627410" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUJkQgw9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/-VhuSdwg1jk/s400/DSC02534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes chian.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356702059679672274" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUJGrPZ9I/AAAAAAAAAY0/h3qP4tRoAIs/s400/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey!! im coming... Ouch the sand is hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for back posting.. ) (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUJb_B-TI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Up8hTmNoNrA/s1600-h/DSC02523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356702065399822642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbUJb_B-TI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Up8hTmNoNrA/s400/DSC02523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken..sexy post dude..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRicKdGnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xbRn4OtE-O4/s1600-h/DSC02599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356699196409584242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRicKdGnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xbRn4OtE-O4/s400/DSC02599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRjNKV4xI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_N0o0k2Dknw/s1600-h/DSC02587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356699209562448658" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRjNKV4xI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_N0o0k2Dknw/s400/DSC02587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRi6x8MGI/AAAAAAAAAXs/S-QV7aSZxRM/s1600-h/DSC02586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356699204628263010" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRi6x8MGI/AAAAAAAAAXs/S-QV7aSZxRM/s400/DSC02586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;winston...                                                              .....sue ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRjT1_cYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SmXbhWnbIH8/s1600-h/DSC02588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356699211356139906" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbRjT1_cYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SmXbhWnbIH8/s400/DSC02588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey.... i love the low tide beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS6HwnMWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/gpeMdqviM_s/s1600-h/DSC02547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356700702760972642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS6HwnMWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/gpeMdqviM_s/s400/DSC02547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Beautiful beach view with beautiful local girls.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVrASa6VI/AAAAAAAAAZc/vT_Bw5JmTeI/s1600-h/DSC02478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356703741592136018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVrASa6VI/AAAAAAAAAZc/vT_Bw5JmTeI/s400/DSC02478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : please do not simply sit . Must sit with style..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVrRpTI8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/tJcLw_o6g04/s1600-h/DSC02469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356703746251498434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbVrRpTI8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/tJcLw_o6g04/s400/DSC02469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say adi no sitting... yet stil sit. Don't understand english ke? but luckily their sitting post got style. Forgive them la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjDJhyOsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tRKqAQQQCgw/s1600-h/DSC02444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356718450040519362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbjDJhyOsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tRKqAQQQCgw/s400/DSC02444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiny little me.. see our chalet so big..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS5Z74fyI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dUZ-3oS4S2U/s1600-h/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356700690460213026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS5Z74fyI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dUZ-3oS4S2U/s400/DSC02569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promoting the.... guess whats that? hehe.......................girls stuff.. actually is mashimaro la... opps i mean mashmero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS4w03CxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Zh5-8UgQ9WU/s1600-h/DSC02574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356700679424903954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS4w03CxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Zh5-8UgQ9WU/s400/DSC02574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...terrence  (flying kick ) really know how to play soccer. so do winston (green shirt ). ME ( gol keeper)..just acting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS4aKwgqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/iwPwx26ERLw/s1600-h/DSC02582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356700673342735010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS4aKwgqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/iwPwx26ERLw/s400/DSC02582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volley ball time!!! first time play with beach volley ball.. but...3 v 2...@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS5OFeqUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/DtmwIw2jPjU/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356700687279237442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbS5OFeqUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/DtmwIw2jPjU/s400/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;L : o : o : k at the emotion expressed in their face.. Laugh out Loud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQHzkBH-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/EuQ4265H7Y4/s1600-h/DSC02612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356697639322722274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQHzkBH-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/EuQ4265H7Y4/s400/DSC02612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ken teaching chian how to play chess. ... while ting move the blocks for him. I lose. Sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQG0qmXkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/dl-yAmnruqE/s1600-h/DSC02624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356697622438895170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQG0qmXkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/dl-yAmnruqE/s400/DSC02624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pong.... knock knock ...why u duno how to play chess one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQGWTCSKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ewaWgtb_tk0/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356697614286997666" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQGWTCSKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ewaWgtb_tk0/s400/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun set... it just gone in seconds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOjqr4hnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/13UbUB8AxdQ/s1600-h/DSC02631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356695918952875634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOjqr4hnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/13UbUB8AxdQ/s400/DSC02631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ... XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQGoAe0RI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_KePU9X4T1I/s1600-h/DSC02630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356697619041014034" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQGoAe0RI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_KePU9X4T1I/s400/DSC02630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;chian... summoning the sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQHMbcWsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vXNLmGIi-08/s1600-h/DSC02625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356697628817775298" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbQHMbcWsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vXNLmGIi-08/s400/DSC02625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful view... taken by ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOjBlARNI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HVNkcWfej_4/s1600-h/DSC02637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356695907918169298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOjBlARNI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HVNkcWfej_4/s400/DSC02637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "POOL CLOSED"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOjZpDsMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/IXNt5WCJwhM/s1600-h/DSC02635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356695914377621698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOjZpDsMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/IXNt5WCJwhM/s400/DSC02635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg... i still want to swim! Why the pool is closed so early!!! &lt;a href="mailto:#$#@$$$"&gt;#$#@$$$&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOi7YScSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/jo0nGYYNpr0/s1600-h/DSC02636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356695906254221602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SlbOi7YScSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/jo0nGYYNpr0/s400/DSC02636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrence is introducing the bbq buffet.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4399773457095580024?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4399773457095580024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4399773457095580024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4399773457095580024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4399773457095580024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/07/finallytioman-photos-are-here.html' title='Finally..tioman photos are here!'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Slbw83YUx0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/3MInBT2dxHk/s72-c/DSC02210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3788513223214334391</id><published>2009-06-30T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:02:08.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day, when i was working at the centre, my ex physic teacher came out from his class. He was in midst of his class , just to take a break to the toilet and dropped by to say hi to me. Perhaps he saw me sitting restlessly at the reception table. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He saw the book. SEE YOU AT THE TOP. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He said, it this yours? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I replied him with a smile, it ain't mine, Mr joshua's. My boss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As he flipped through, he smiled at me. Do you know what is the secret of success? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, I still don't know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He showed me a picture of stairs .... every step there is a word. One step at the highest is ATTITUDE. There is an elevator beside the steps . But he told me, you dont take short cut in life. You need to build your foundation of steps in order to succeed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkooRspTbJI/AAAAAAAAAWM/J8cLvCk5BA8/s1600-h/old-town-stairs-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353135391590542482" style="WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkooRspTbJI/AAAAAAAAAWM/J8cLvCk5BA8/s400/old-town-stairs-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He asked me , why is ATTITUDE located at the top of the stairs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know sir, because it is important?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, it is because ATTITUDE is equals to 100 percent. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No other word scores 100 even if it is "hardworking"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immediately, i counted in a blink of an eye. If you guyz really dont know this, I'm actually quite good in figures. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indeed, it scores 100 . There he left to his room. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i remained to myself, silently what a knowledge he shared to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i knew, my attitude ain't that good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knew that im an arrogant human kind. Sad to say it ...but most of my friends asked to be your self, they will accept what iam .. would they actually accept such an arrogant person in their life? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTITUDE , Keep in mind!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3788513223214334391?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3788513223214334391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3788513223214334391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3788513223214334391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3788513223214334391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/attitude.html' title='Attitude.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkooRspTbJI/AAAAAAAAAWM/J8cLvCk5BA8/s72-c/old-town-stairs-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1671377977511616481</id><published>2009-06-30T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:47:54.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every month.dreaming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why every month im broke? IF then , how would i have a girl friend? shit.. it is dreadful to think that she bears my living.. ?No. . . pls. I m too arrogant for that. Seriously , i have to stop dreaming and step my own foundation of life. Be real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It happened one day that my boss brought a book to his tuition centre. He is a great motivated person , he knew living in this city full of negativity, he needs alot of motivation. He has been a great motivator to me, if not my dad. The book titled " See you at the top " by Zig Ziglar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;From there, i learnt quite some stories of life. Basic yet fundamental in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There is a poor african. He is very poor from the day he is born. One day, it happened that he found a great source of oil, and that made him rich. One of the richest man in the world. Yet, he remained friendly to everyone. He dreamt of having a 4 wheel vehicle since young, and with such thing, it is an indication of rich element. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With abundance, he got his own vehicle, he added two wheels behind, and that made it a 6 wheel car just because he wanted a longer one. As previous time, every evening he would drive around and talk to everyone in the village. He is just as friendly as last time despite he is rich now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;However , he never hit anyone before. A simple reason because he has two horses infront of his car. Despite there is an engine with triple horse power , he never learnt to start the engine by putting the key. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lesson of life : Each of us has a great horse power beneath ourself. WE just DONT learn to use it. And discovery of such will bring us to a higher level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other word, every human has his/her own music of life. I once use to listen to mine, but it has gone. Take some times,figure out how to get to your own music ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1671377977511616481?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1671377977511616481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1671377977511616481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1671377977511616481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1671377977511616481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-monthdreaming.html' title='Every month.dreaming.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1616721413192669814</id><published>2009-06-30T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:25:09.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bk 5 record.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yes. I'm awaiting. The team. I wonder what is the name. Colour of the jersey.&lt;br /&gt;The built and member of the combination. A basketball team of Bk 5.&lt;br /&gt;So i heard this news lately. My place. I have lived here for more than 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i have a chance to witness a team from here . The potential i predict is just too marvellous. And im looking forward for the competition . I wonder how's the feel. I know a state player, with an extremely height of approximately 185 cm. He is just the same age with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who is known as "sai lou" . Today i witness his shooting of 3 point. 5 from each corner. Totalling 25. And tonight he broke the record. his previous record of 15. Now he top with 16/ 25 . Well to be honest, i consider him as my idol. If i were to shoot, i guess just half of his score.&lt;br /&gt;@@ ........ although we do shooting with some time to aim. It is actually not so easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1616721413192669814?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1616721413192669814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1616721413192669814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1616721413192669814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1616721413192669814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/bk-5-record.html' title='Bk 5 record.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-6187308570230834453</id><published>2009-06-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:08:35.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday. A transforming Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what. pretty cool ... something... like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we have been living among human kind. We remained hidden and silent but our anger arised!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"from this moment we shall arise again"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right. Transformer 2 : REVENGE OF THE FALLEN. well , i'm helping the cinemas to promote. In fact for Michael BAY. He deserves it. Excellent director. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYqcaiZRWI/AAAAAAAAAVc/j2CJLE0qjZA/s1600-h/6transformers22_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352011874824701282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYqcaiZRWI/AAAAAAAAAVc/j2CJLE0qjZA/s400/6transformers22_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early in the morning, i have waited Mr. foo at Petronas. Time. 9 . i message him. Lets earlier abit. make it 8.30. I was too excited to go to Sunway Pyramid to buy the ticket. I wanted a nice seats for 12 of us. A wonderful movie should accompanied by wonderful seats. In fact i have booked the seat. Four row from the front. 10.30 movie. 45 min before must collect ticket. 9.45&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as he arrived, i started crusing along the highway. When we reached the toll, i and kang wei suddenly had the same thinking :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME : oh boy, LDP . Jam-ing , and the time ticks at 9.30. We may be late. How&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kang wei : Ever since i watched transformer , i had this imagination . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME : haha.. i know what u mean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kang wei : You sure? Are you really sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME : yea.... lets do it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME &amp;amp; Kang wei : Bumble bee. Transform. AND jump over the LDP . Crush other car and reach Pyramid..Yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe.. let's cut short. We arrived and actually the cinema is not open until 10 am. So there are transformer fans who lining up already while in the mean time Cy called up for me to sign for Ej &amp;amp; Sj birthday card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, i would like to teach u a simple trick in case cinema is full of ppl. If you have booked seats, just go the collection lane. Tell the guy, "hey you looked handsome today. I have booked seats. but now can i have a look at the empty seats available. I would like to buy them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this case you will get your prefer seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when time comes, we went in and watched it. We wonder whats the beautiful posture will Megan Fox the hot lady... going to do this time. She is hot and sexy indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies and gentleman, i present Megan Fox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017413516530018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYvezxbkWI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LyRwMn9ZgtE/s400/transformers-2-movie-stills-megan-fox-blank-true-religion-jeans-denim-shorts-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now lets Zoom....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYxAelAhII/AAAAAAAAAV8/sSF9Zq_kQsk/s1600-h/megan-fox-transformers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352019091454461058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYxAelAhII/AAAAAAAAAV8/sSF9Zq_kQsk/s400/megan-fox-transformers2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great... And lets see Transformer 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYvfBRSE0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/YuurFaSSJhw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352017417139786562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYvfBRSE0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/YuurFaSSJhw/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is far better looking now, compare her arms and you will know what i mean. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYxApqqyPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/diPrwhwwRWU/s1600-h/transformers_2_megan_fox_boots1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352019094430992626" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYxApqqyPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/diPrwhwwRWU/s400/transformers_2_megan_fox_boots1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan fox returning to her workshop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had an exciting day. After the movie , we went for lunch at kfc. Finally went down to gym to pay fees and write cards for the belated girls... their presents are plate chain with their cool posture . Great. good job chian. Really hope they like those chains. haPPy Birthday EJ SJ&gt;&gt;&gt; my drawing aint good. cuz rushing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, after all, we went to have a bowling. Top by ying xuan.. Errr the only one who got strike that day. so Cheh... i cant believe it. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on we went for snorkelling.. opps not is snookering. I guess i still miss tioman snorkelling. Hahax. Guys went for pool girls went to snooker. Wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two hours, we felt thirsty. So we left and to asian avenue. To drink Milk tea and snow blended. I order peach!!! nice.. Yam oso nice.. Champaigne not yet tried. Guess Ah ting said is nice then it shud be.. I trust her taste... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the night had finally come. And there is when all the great day turn into a bad night. I have to go back and work.. I was late actually... but everyone in my family just calling one by one to scold my ass off... shit i really wanted to off the phone ...and throw it somewhere. In fact, it is my fault too. i din inform my sis and mom that i not going to work . So when they got a quarrel because of my incident, they all come to me.. The whole night ended with cries anger ... what the heck... i just went to work w/o having my dinner... then out of my carelessness, i bang my boss's car when reversing my car to go home. Great! Means i have to pay for an X treme car.. And its my boss car that matter. Luckily he is understanding.. What a boss. Still need to pay for it.. Im broke.. Officially.. And till now i still dont dare to tell my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually i want to tell her this joke I bang my boss car in case she is bored while having long hours.. but seems din replying me till 4 am. She is in her wonderland in her sweet dream perhaps. Guess my mood will be better if.. Wher got so many if la.. haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And till now i still dont dare to tell my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another burden for them? cheeze... life aint good like anyone else. shh... lets keep it personal, and be strong. I think just the time to stop making frustration to my family... my time to gai bian zi ji.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i just had my mom's cooking for dinner as supper. and Sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope my best friend around.. so that i can share with him. o.o i really cant find anyone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-6187308570230834453?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6187308570230834453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=6187308570230834453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6187308570230834453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6187308570230834453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday-transforming-day.html' title='thursday. A transforming Day!'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SkYqcaiZRWI/AAAAAAAAAVc/j2CJLE0qjZA/s72-c/6transformers22_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-9181369037088196208</id><published>2009-06-21T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:15:06.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pretty nice picture...holidayz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sj4EG7HCPFI/AAAAAAAAASU/CRN3S3Y43GI/s1600-h/4931_216218130385_720640385_7341025_3911756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349717924355652690" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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So.. the first plan is cheong k.. Lyg have a great fun i suppose. But not all went. I slept at home like pig. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The second plan... KOTA A FAMOSA. @ melaka. I couldn't imagine how fun it would, to stay in the villa . Big big one.... swimming pool beside. Gamble poker whole night. GG. to confront, i never been to melaka.. sob sob. Kota A famosa i  only view in SPM sejarah text book hundreds of time. That s why i score for history. Haha... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Third tioman.... wooo...woo... we are going to a diu man pulau ... Should be fun.. cuz never been to any outing with winston. Funny guy , energetic. gosh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bet it would be the most relaxing 3 weeks holiday for me . hohoho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Wish all who 's going to and having holidays _ HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4560572092564938768?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4560572092564938768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4560572092564938768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4560572092564938768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4560572092564938768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/june.html' title='June'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7545007973925359797</id><published>2009-05-02T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:43:16.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>month of may.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfyDqlWjlkI/AAAAAAAAAR8/wIh0WbYhKLk/s1600-h/Ka+fai.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfxpSBFvqsI/AAAAAAAAARU/0MlE3Fr1uxQ/s1600-h/Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yes, it is into may. the month of may. the merriest month. And the list goes on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I got lots of celebration this month. And means... fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the first weekend would be my college friend, kar tung @ kathy. She is a cheerful girl, wise, and loves shopping for shoes... hehe. the girl in purple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfxvxYyEvcI/AAAAAAAAARc/D1lESSnO_ag/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331258953156574658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfxvxYyEvcI/AAAAAAAAARc/D1lESSnO_ag/s320/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of may. then.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Behind her, is on the third week. She is an admirer of lee hom, plus , she can debate, well, anyhow a tasteful girl, she is a good girl but doesn't like to eat vegetables. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;on this second week, my ex schoolmate, name yee wen, one of my pretty list girl who cares about me. But she is taken.. XD A nice girl ^^ and the girl beside yee wen is ai chen. she is also in the list! and i will be seeing her on 10. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sfx_xLg8iSI/AAAAAAAAARs/pwBGe-wizak/s1600-h/Yee+wen+in+class+.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331276541781117218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sfx_xLg8iSI/AAAAAAAAARs/pwBGe-wizak/s320/Yee+wen+in+class+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfxyMoE9ONI/AAAAAAAAARk/75dPLx1mCzU/s1600-h/1_166172294l.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331261620142029010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfxyMoE9ONI/AAAAAAAAARk/75dPLx1mCzU/s320/1_166172294l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;on 9 of may also have to spend some money. cuz. MOTHER's day. this year have to message the lyg gang again. hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh ya !!! my sister birthday on 24 also. this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;gg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfyBSl8ZPBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/wP6ADkF6PqA/s1600-h/WatMid_4866.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331278215322876946" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfyBSl8ZPBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/wP6ADkF6PqA/s320/WatMid_4866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And quite weird.. all girls le!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but.. i got one best friend in puchong... melvin@ ka fai. But he went to sAbah for training .. sad sad. so he gonna celebrate there with another friend. May 11. He got a same date friend. My last secondary school kai mui. her name. Samantha koe. She likes snoopy !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfyEvgzeYsI/AAAAAAAAASE/J6CeP3EAcZM/s1600-h/1_218659725m.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331282010694378178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfyEvgzeYsI/AAAAAAAAASE/J6CeP3EAcZM/s320/1_218659725m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;look at melvin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Samantha..I stole her picture with permission from friendster. Now i realise i dont have a pic with her. How sad. I will take some soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfyFvRIvQZI/AAAAAAAAASM/zh6eUvKr9Sk/s1600-h/1_856959088l.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331283106000224658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfyFvRIvQZI/AAAAAAAAASM/zh6eUvKr9Sk/s320/1_856959088l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;                     HAPPY            B - u  - R - F - d - A - y           to all!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7545007973925359797?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7545007973925359797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7545007973925359797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7545007973925359797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7545007973925359797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/05/month-of-may.html' title='month of may.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SfxvxYyEvcI/AAAAAAAAARc/D1lESSnO_ag/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-13720824419689578</id><published>2009-04-28T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:59:49.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From lil pui quan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Life is short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Break the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; Forgive quickly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Kiss passionately, Love truly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Laugh constantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And never stop smiling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;No matter how strange life is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; Life is not always the party we expected to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But as long as we are here, we should smile and be grateful  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-13720824419689578?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/13720824419689578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=13720824419689578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/13720824419689578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/13720824419689578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-lil-pui-quan.html' title='From lil pui quan.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4638947592545367995</id><published>2009-04-19T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:36:03.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita HANTU</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;                   &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Tersebutlah kisah dua orang hantu. Mereka ni baru bertemu lalu mereka pun berborakla untuk mengisi masa lapang kehidupan mereka sebagai hantu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sepanjang perbualan mereka, Hantu B ni tak habis-habis menggigil. Lalu, Hantu A yang kehairanan ni pun bertanya, "Apsal kau ni asyik menggigil je?" "Oh..cara aku mati dulu teruk..aku mati dalam peti ais...sejuk!!" Jawab Hantu B sambil menggigil lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Ooo..kesian.... aku dulu mati sebab heart attack." Kata Hantu A ramah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Kau memang sakit jantung kronik ye? Apasal kamu tak pergi buat operation? Kalau tak, sure kau tengah lepak-lepak ngan family kau sekarang." Balas Hantu B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Dah,aku dah buat dah !In fact masa aku mati tu, aku in recovery. Panjang ceritanya..." jawab Hantu A sayu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Ceritala sikit..Sambil-sambil lepak nih.." "Camni..Aku syak isteri aku main kayu tiga ngan aku. So this one day, aku ingat nak perangkap la isteri aku..Aku pura-pura [ergi kerja tapi actually aku park kereta aku kat simpang hujung rumah aku je. Seperti yang aku syak, masuk sebuah kereta kat carpark rumah aku. Aku rilex dulu sebab nak cari masa sesuai tangkap orang." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"So, kamu dapatla tangkap diorang?" tanya Hantu B penuh minat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Tak. Aku cuma jumpa isteri aku je kat dalam bilik. Yang aku hairan, masa aku masuk rumah tu, aku nampak ada kasut laki kat pintu rumah aku. Aku tanye isteri aku tapi dia tak mau jawab.. So aku pun lari-lari sekeliling rumah aku nak cari jantan tuh. Habis semua bilik aku cari tapi takde pun.. Last-last, sebab aku penat sangat berlari cari jantan tuh, aku pun jatuh pengsan sebab heart attack. And aku tak sangka aku mati lak..." kata Hantu A mengakhiri ceritanya dengan kesedihan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hantu B terdiam mendengarkan cerita Hantu A. Selepas beberapa ketika, Hantu B berkata, "Kenapa kau tak check kat dalam peti sejuk? Kalau kau check kat situ, sure kita berdua still hidup lagi.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4638947592545367995?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4638947592545367995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4638947592545367995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4638947592545367995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4638947592545367995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/cerita-hantu.html' title='cerita HANTU'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7257571934456572899</id><published>2009-04-19T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:33:58.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;    &lt;em&gt;i was awaken by phone call at 10.45 a.m. the voice sounds familiar. "hello "... my recall system told me that that voice is my grandma's. I call her popo. "what's up"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;    she was calling to find my mother, and she overheard that i just woke up. She kept apologize that her call awakes me. but to me, it is no issue at all. Since i was bornt, i never has the anger to anyone who interrupt my deep sleep. After i screamed the lung out of myself twice for my mother, i realised she was not at home. so i told her that mom will call her when she is back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;    And i stood at upstairs for a second, i just slept for 3 hours. And i continued the journey of sleeping til my mom returned. im getting used to it, and for later the night of midnight to stay awake. i guess i shall collapse to sleep just after i finish my exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7257571934456572899?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7257571934456572899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7257571934456572899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7257571934456572899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7257571934456572899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/awaken.html' title='Awaken.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-340292590278484645</id><published>2009-04-18T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:28:15.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 sleepless nightz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When the time comes, the moon is bolstered by surrounding clouds. it takes some time for them to float away though.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And while time pass, i heard the dog's long barking...... at 3 am morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;It has been the third night. I dont understand. How a person can change to adapt , like me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I dont sleep at night. already the third night. and so free to blog now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What a walking zombie , i said to myself. I need to know what i need to answer the coming exam. I'm not too worry. Just that i dont want to disappoint myself again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;I seem to use to it. While u used to be in bed, im awake. to study something, which i will forget, and to pass exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;In life, a pass is a standard. since when this is my standard. owh. disappointing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;but this is life. something which changed will not change back. i acknowledge this long. im not emo, i learnt to overcome it. in fact im too cool to emo at this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; i need the knowledge and solution to solve question in exam. just like everyone does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; just that my time management has gone out of order for a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i wonder when i will faint. the fourth sleepness night? i never know. future is unpredictable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-340292590278484645?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/340292590278484645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=340292590278484645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/340292590278484645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/340292590278484645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-sleepless-nightz.html' title='3 sleepless nightz.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-150255116128038488</id><published>2009-04-12T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T03:26:12.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem out of no where.</title><content type='html'>There is a moment,&lt;br /&gt;in my life.&lt;br /&gt;When warm feeling surrounded my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you, you and you.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling towards me, eager to know me.&lt;br /&gt;To share with me, to like me and to love me.&lt;br /&gt;The moment i wished to freeze.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i could not.&lt;br /&gt;How awful it is.&lt;br /&gt;Smile and laugh and deep in the heart, there&lt;br /&gt;lay a trust and respect.&lt;br /&gt;Want, express, and even thought to count on&lt;br /&gt;you, you and you.&lt;br /&gt;To share a secret. Unfoldable secret.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it just fade. Perhaps it breaks into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling.&lt;br /&gt;You just want to listen.&lt;br /&gt;Everything but a crying heart.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard.&lt;br /&gt;When things had changed.&lt;br /&gt;When you need,and&lt;br /&gt;When you not, either don't include wanting of me.&lt;br /&gt;When i thought i have found the treasure, in fact&lt;br /&gt;i have not.&lt;br /&gt;You will only be there,&lt;br /&gt;to listen to my smile ,&lt;br /&gt;not to my scream and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Last time it used to be everything.&lt;br /&gt;Now that i learn to be strong to.&lt;br /&gt;Stand against betray.&lt;br /&gt;Stand against hypocrates.&lt;br /&gt;Stand against fakeness.&lt;br /&gt;More or less is just the same me to you.&lt;br /&gt;But not the key man.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I admit i lose to the man.&lt;br /&gt;But it was my standard.&lt;br /&gt;I do no wrong, just that i don't own the key.&lt;br /&gt;When you ask me, you felt like begging.&lt;br /&gt;I had always the want.&lt;br /&gt;but i had much consideration either.&lt;br /&gt;My fault. Nothing on your side.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i still hope to improve.&lt;br /&gt;And to accept. I love you deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;I could not draw it out.&lt;br /&gt;Let the clock do its job.&lt;br /&gt;This happen to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;It leads to no where.&lt;br /&gt;A thought of no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      _created by&lt;br /&gt;                                 -Ghin Shi-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-150255116128038488?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/150255116128038488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=150255116128038488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/150255116128038488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/150255116128038488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/poem-out-of-no-where.html' title='A poem out of no where.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-9065844584234631861</id><published>2009-04-12T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T03:03:59.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;twelve oclock. i sent the message. happy birthday. i always the last,at least im there. the moon still round. and yet my parents haven't sleep. neither me. they had their own conversation again. which i don't bother to know it. i know i can't annoy my dearest mom anymore. she has a real high pressure. gosh. god help her please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;an hour passed. 1am. i try to study. but more to listening to musics. songs. one fm dj surely knows lots of great song. i sang in the middle of the night. i know the other side they sang loud n joyfully as well. my imagination. owh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clocks ticked at 3am. seriously why i don't feel sleepy? eventhough audit notes had a quite nice metaphore sleeping pills. i went to play dota one round, hope my eyes got tired. but leavers are just untolerable. silently. i hate them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i watched scary movie instead. i download hostel. owh. ugly movie. lots of boobs scene though. ugly added with beautiful. why the directors always use this concept when making horrible disgusting movie? , i wonder sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously kids who have heart attack. please don't watch this at home. MUST go to Friend house. More exciting ,you die faster. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SeG8GcuSBEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ye9uiQVRh-U/s1600-h/Hostel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323743053504185410" style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SeG8GcuSBEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ye9uiQVRh-U/s400/Hostel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a movie by year 2005. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-9065844584234631861?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/9065844584234631861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=9065844584234631861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/9065844584234631861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/9065844584234631861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday.html' title='A sunday.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SeG8GcuSBEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ye9uiQVRh-U/s72-c/Hostel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-6046840333897250814</id><published>2009-03-28T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:19:10.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fahrenheit concert@ Earth hour 2009?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y6DrHUPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U9lfu5xw47k/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318455289203609842" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y6DrHUPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U9lfu5xw47k/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y6EJKzcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/dMPv2lS5jhg/s1600-h/EarthHourLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318455289329667522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y6EJKzcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/dMPv2lS5jhg/s400/EarthHourLogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It was a night. Four young sexy handsome man. Singing for the fans is the fahrenheit "fei lun hai" ...,bringing each princess to stage..lucky four local girls, yet normal girls. I bet they won't wash their hands after being hold by the four princes. Wu chun especially. gosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;After they perform their band songs, they each perform individual "secret weapon " mi mi wu qi. And then, there is beat box by calvin, dj by jiro , piano "ti amo" by arron and wu chun ~ beating the drum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He totally has muscular arms after learning drums... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;absolute sexy body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And fans surrounded me, got me almost become deft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Far ahead before the concert started, it was 8.20 pm Earth hour officially starting in 10 mins, they had a different experience though.. i wonder how's there. small genting watching the glow into darkness. Here the stadium putra off for 1 min.. all the lights only from the fan's glowing sticks...and horny blue and red horn wore by some pretty chicks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y5qzW1VI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2wPl0JcL_ec/s1600-h/fahrenheit.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318455282527294802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y5qzW1VI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2wPl0JcL_ec/s400/fahrenheit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; they totally changed their handsomeness with different hair styles.. Jiro the most yeng.. sad couldn't take current photo of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y51BZ4bI/AAAAAAAAAQU/4mIkX9myN1w/s1600-h/canberra_earth_hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318455285270569394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y51BZ4bI/AAAAAAAAAQU/4mIkX9myN1w/s400/canberra_earth_hour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; i bet it was boring....watching alone. but with friends it was an excellent view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-6046840333897250814?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6046840333897250814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=6046840333897250814' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6046840333897250814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6046840333897250814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/fahrenheit-concert-earth-hour-2009.html' title='Fahrenheit concert@ Earth hour 2009?'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Sc7y6DrHUPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U9lfu5xw47k/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1142285012293181421</id><published>2009-03-22T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T07:33:04.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you like to know...-my biodata-my confession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Living a small home in Shah Alam,section 4, this boy has a small family and some little friends mixture of malay, chinese and indian. His name is Ghin Shi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When he was a young boy, he cried when the mom left him alone at home. He will bang the front gate. For house in flat, there is just a couple of steps to the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When evening comes, he would scream out of the lung, that he can go out and cycle and play cricket, with friends, meet his best friend, franklin and bernard. Studying in sekyen 24 school, a malay environment school, everyday he would be accompanied by his mother in a walking distance towards home during afternoon. And at the age of 9 , he scored in the pts and appeared in newspaper. top three. he had this opportunity, to jump from standard 4 to standard 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Yet, he let it go. for a friend that he could not miss staying in the same class with him. or perhaps one can judge that he has tiny knowledge about "when you reach standard 6, you will still stand a chance to be separated". Things just cant stop changing. By the mid of standard 4, he has been moved to a new environment. A totally different place called Puchong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He is a boy who simply intelligent but lack of courage to express. He likes his friends, but he is not a good friend. He thinks alot but hardly improve in usage of money. He is simply a guy which a girl would like to know, but later being neglected. He will neglect the girl. He watched x-rate,do masturbate. Stare at girls. But never touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;People around him said that he has changed. But he believes everyone will change. When this happen ,it is already changed. Unless the changed one self review about himself. He blames this and that for things not working the right way. He pinpoint others, and himself. He likes his parent to know how good he as a son, parents to be there and playing basketball, to accompany him to explore and learn things. It just never happen. If you are good, and in this world there is no other to know , what's the point to be good. That's why he is the way he is. Besides,he has no money, property or gadget owned to impress his friends. All he has is ... his own personality, and the goal to outstand the rest. Yet he will still at your side when you 're down. He is a great motivator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;One day, he realised that he is stucked somewhere in his life. Unless confession, there is no way that he can achieve success. And to be able to confess, he needs courage. A high energy level. Today he outstands others by daring to express and confess what is no good about him. And how many can do that? This is Ghin Shi. Love him or stay a step from him. A step only. Still a friend to him. He can be very nice but also a mean one. So far ..... my reputation changes. o.O hope you enjoy my confession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/ScZJO-HawOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UZGXz9QELuU/s1600-h/2rd+Jay+chow+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316016931698557154" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/ScZJO-HawOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UZGXz9QELuU/s400/2rd+Jay+chow+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1142285012293181421?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1142285012293181421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1142285012293181421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1142285012293181421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1142285012293181421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-like-to-know-my-biodata-my.html' title='If you like to know...-my biodata-my confession.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/ScZJO-HawOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UZGXz9QELuU/s72-c/2rd+Jay+chow+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-960486351200447120</id><published>2009-03-22T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T06:36:32.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they said moon is a natural satelite&lt;/em&gt;. by work of god. it is there. since? before the earth is created perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they said moon is a beautiful reflection from the sun.&lt;/em&gt; and where ever you view the moon, it is the same moon. but i believe every different place has a different reflection of it, different corner and different degree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they said moon is great and u feel harmony and peaceful looking at it when you have a girl besides you.&lt;/em&gt; a girl which understands you. the girl whom you think is adorably sexy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they said by the glance of the "bulan purnama"&lt;/em&gt; , you turn into wAreWolf, grasp the girl and off the stage to the bed. is just my myth. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they said when you made a promise with a girl&lt;/em&gt; , that you will enjoy having a great view at the moon with the girl. then you will forever remember the girl whenever you see the moon if the promise never to be fulfilled. she will be nothing but just a memory to be in your mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i said i love moon.&lt;/em&gt; A rounded moon. stil , waiting for my moon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's why i post daily moon here.&lt;/em&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-960486351200447120?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/960486351200447120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=960486351200447120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/960486351200447120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/960486351200447120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/moon.html' title='Moon.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1945570615161826829</id><published>2009-03-22T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T06:25:19.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog back. Backlot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you' ve been bz? why din u update ur blog" ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes. to be honest. im not. but. im lazy. for sometimes, i figure it out. why everyone starting to blog. blog is actually just a way of expression. express how daily routine u had in ur life. the question is do you like to be in routine or active and volatile in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im not. in any area. i dont like to be in routine. so i think i will just had something post on my blog, which a piece of handy for others. cool. thats right. thats the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1945570615161826829?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1945570615161826829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1945570615161826829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1945570615161826829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1945570615161826829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-back-backlot.html' title='blog back. Backlot.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-368928856932212809</id><published>2009-02-22T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T04:22:51.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful evening.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I awoken. by a freezing blow of a wind. the clock showed a quarter to six. it was a wonderful evening. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday. last day of the week which i can play basketball during evening time. but the sky is dark and gloomy. the ground is wet,flooded with water. there has been a pouring rain. again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dong.. i wore my lovely sport shoes and went for a jog. heading to the basketball court. perhaps some wanted to play basketball too on this evening. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i jogged all the way non-stop. yea..my stamina has increased. along the way, i felt the "fur" on my hand stood straight as they were kissed by the chilling wind. it has been so long to have such a feeling since secondary. calm. and peaceful. thoughts came by again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw some house are great. their interior is nice. i thought of my parents. my dad. from nothing he had now provided us a home. simple and nice. every single thing , furniture, lights, even the plants outside are belong to us. surprisingly , he came to kl with nothing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is already a bound of agreement that he will provide everything sufficient for us to live comfortably since the day he met my mother. and their marriage anniversary. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but so far he had done a good job. he tried. he had provided a basic home. my generation would be a better home. yea.. i'm adult now. i'm 20. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;owh. suddenly i realised that i had reached the court. there are a few newbies playing basketball. some played football in the court. there i kept running around the court. well just walking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looking around, the green environment now is polluted by some garbish here and there. there is a hole at the side of the court. how the court has changed from the first time i came here really a disappointing thought. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dong..i'm lost in my thoughts again. basically a different perception in life will cause chaos in a family. my perception towards life is that be a good person and know-how to teach the next generation , regardless what failure come to your life, don't be disappointed and stand up from the fall. and study is still a must without emphasizing it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;their perception is to study and earn alot in future. no need to experience love. no sex before marriage. being a good person is a second priority. yea my fault, they still tought me to be good to others. but simply just not enough. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i think i can live on my own perception and still obey them. i walk. without realising, i'm heading to my home. why do i think so much. is it because i started not to talk about my life. yea i realised i starting to neglect talking. i don't talk much like last time. friends, i need to talk. let me enjoy the joy of talking back. that's why i like bernice. she talks alot. and she seems to be always happy. good for her though. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life ain't just thinking. i told myself. i had been thinking to do this and that. however, today i finally realised. realise that it won't happen just by thinking. i will learn cooking this time. and chinese. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reached my home. the only thought in mind is to sit and have a great dinner with my great parents. life is great. it starts with wonderful evening. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-368928856932212809?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/368928856932212809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=368928856932212809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/368928856932212809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/368928856932212809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonderful-evening.html' title='Wonderful evening.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-309706619583751117</id><published>2009-02-16T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T07:50:11.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move forward.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yes. I made it . For continuous failure in my internal progress test, i finally made it , 76 for my corporate and business law external exam. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;This round i made it again. Congratz to all my other friends who did as well. I shall move on again. Look to the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyhow, to my friend who did not, please dont be despair. You have the knowledge and i'm sure u will do very well for the coming exam. Gogo...Jia you. Please stay happy always and move forward. I want to sleep already. If not...tmr morning i will be late again. I always late to class. SAD. good night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SZmK9ep9n4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/O73p0r44qsQ/s1600-h/japanietukansi_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303422825011191682" style="WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SZmK9ep9n4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/O73p0r44qsQ/s400/japanietukansi_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-309706619583751117?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/309706619583751117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=309706619583751117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/309706619583751117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/309706619583751117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/move-forward.html' title='Move forward.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SZmK9ep9n4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/O73p0r44qsQ/s72-c/japanietukansi_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-771465749812182138</id><published>2009-02-06T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:28:07.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Motto. Malaysian pronounciation. Motor. Corporates ... do have their own motto. to direct the company towards achievement of their prime objective. Profit org. : to reach for profit maximisation. N-profit org. : to ensure services provided enhance trustworthiness and achieve related parties' satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;My previous motto : to be a scorer in spm but the most active in sports, games and social among them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;My motto now : to have in-depth knowledge of acca student,but still active in sports, games, and social plus the yea one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Improve improve usage of english!!! chinese!!! Social skill!!! Body language!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Must improve alot before having girl friend!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyone have their own motor ? looking forward to listen theirs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-771465749812182138?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/771465749812182138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=771465749812182138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/771465749812182138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/771465749812182138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/motto.html' title='Motto'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-6053982030313383172</id><published>2009-02-06T08:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:45:28.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SYxo25wCx4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ET1xBrtbyRI/s1600-h/20042111.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299726153932785538" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SYxo25wCx4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ET1xBrtbyRI/s400/20042111.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy valentine day soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-6053982030313383172?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6053982030313383172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=6053982030313383172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6053982030313383172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6053982030313383172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/picture.html' title='A picture.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SYxo25wCx4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ET1xBrtbyRI/s72-c/20042111.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5940074035238291652</id><published>2009-02-06T08:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:41:54.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i found out i'm late to class again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i had alot to ketchup with my f9 class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i realised that how someone with good general knowledge-ms geetha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i felt that dating is such a wonderful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i sensed that woman aroma is man weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i learnt that im such a clumsy guy, need a observant girlfriend. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i scare my mom i lost my wallet -clumsiness. but later found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i talked to a fine and young girl in centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i eat two "zhang tao" when playing basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today i found out that i had some good friends with me along. how bahagia am i. gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;today is the day i was told to plan for valentine- dont be single stick again, or go out with other stick! .l. lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Motto : Get a whole for valentine. =.=!! how oh. im so stupid. rather skate and be observant next saturday. jimat $$ hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5940074035238291652?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5940074035238291652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5940074035238291652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5940074035238291652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5940074035238291652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-day.html' title='My day.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4513499654221349603</id><published>2009-02-05T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:01:04.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate the people around you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today i'm so grateful that my friend, chian borrowed me her phone for calling who who n who. although is merely a call, it helps me a great convenience that i dont have to find public phone in college! Thanks, i appreciate it well. This shows im still unCALLable when im not at home. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh, if you ever had an opportunity to speak on stage, what topic will you share about? or... would you be shaking off your feet and blank out... which a minute after turn around and fall into unconciousness? to me, i will be proudly to give a speech on this topic : appreciate the people around you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is just too unpredictable, when it comes , it just come without a warning. Well, perhaps warning already given, ie parents often scolded us, not to run across the road but first look right to left? perhaps left to right. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes! when it just happen, all the things that we have gone through just run all over our mind. We are the heroes at the moment Wow , no wonder dare to be hit by a 80 km / hr car. we dare. what is the feel of touching electricity power while our hands are wet? "we changeably with "i" " while people at the road side, just watch us with sympathy and talk about us. Wow , no one dare to be hit by a 80 km / hr car. we dare. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how we cross the road blindly and so on. gosh, the scariest thing is the fear of losing someone we love so much. While we still have the opportunity to show our appreciation, we just couldnt do it because our egoNESS. what a better person we are, if we could change just abit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Try these!. . . how often you say i love you to your parents? hug your sister/ brother when see him, showing some affections to your friends. if you dont even say one time for the sick of whole year, not to mention monthly, weekly , daily, erm...maybe not hourly and minutely that crazy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, towards just any person it would be so nice if you just can give a warm feeling to them. sincerity leads to a greater life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4513499654221349603?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4513499654221349603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4513499654221349603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4513499654221349603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4513499654221349603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/appreciate-people-around-you.html' title='Appreciate the people around you.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-8438739486438436792</id><published>2009-02-01T22:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:02:13.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handphone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Is amazing that even an eight years old kiddo also knows how to use hand phone. Their generation is so clever, exposed to computers, handphones, nice car, ipod, and so many things. Technology advancement is scary. You will feel the lost like i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;    Give it a try and you will know. I bet even one day cannot stand how it is so inconvenience without a handphone. I do now. gosh. It is horrible, i couldn't find my friends , and guess my friends couldnt reach me. And at this moment, kah fai said, " send letter la " lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;    Out of sudden, my two handphones are not working, they can be on, but see black screen. Owh, i admitted i'm clumsy and the handphones have been falling down in turns. But i also admire them to be toughest phone. Maybe it just the time for them to retire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;     So all i just shout is FREEEEEEEEAAAAAAKKKK i need a new handphone! Maybe the jamesbond phone. No no no... havent got the money yet.. UNCLE!!!!! help me!!!! lol could have do that. but swear with a new handphone, i may no longer can go out so freely lo.... nvm, old one dont go new one won't come. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-8438739486438436792?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8438739486438436792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=8438739486438436792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8438739486438436792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8438739486438436792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/handphone.html' title='Handphone.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4596141863259136400</id><published>2009-01-29T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:25:10.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ox yeaR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes. is holiday. i whisper. i scream. i shout. one week of holiday. is just insufficient. 26-30 of jan off from college and work. all i can do is ha ha haa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So in the mean time... i wish all of you a very ....happy ChineSE @ YEAR of 2009! ox year,babe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296688786012267202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SYGeY0gOYsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HFbzafkczpM/s400/chinese-ox.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good luck and all the best to everyone!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4596141863259136400?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4596141863259136400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4596141863259136400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4596141863259136400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4596141863259136400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/ox-year.html' title='Ox yeaR?'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SYGeY0gOYsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HFbzafkczpM/s72-c/chinese-ox.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4730664390539007356</id><published>2009-01-19T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:13:40.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So she said&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt; so. our school is small&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; classrooms are small,toilets are small&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;even the corridor is small. but. the students&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;butt are big&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then he replied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;not farn-nie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She said &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt; oh gosh&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; is not &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;farn-nie&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; is Funny&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!, &lt;/span&gt;pronoun-ciation must be clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;what eVA-so what's the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So she starts again&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt;you see&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; it was a monday morning&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;and uncivilised students just like to block along the corridor&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; gosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He whispered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She said&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt; there was a boy who is so stupid that he wanted to go through the corridor in order to go to his classroom&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;So the girls were all standing there&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;staring at him &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;pretending that did not see him &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; continue to post like a miss pageon universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of courtesy&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;he said&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;," &lt;/span&gt;x-cuse me&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; miss &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;do you mind&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; just&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;let me &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;past-away&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He growled in excitement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so you meant that boy actually ask those girls permission to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;how stupid he was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;what type of english is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She said&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; dont u think it is familiar to you&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;? ,&lt;/span&gt; dont deny&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; i heard u said that this morning&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;=.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4730664390539007356?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4730664390539007356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4730664390539007356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4730664390539007356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4730664390539007356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/funny.html' title='Funny.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3568524204754843390</id><published>2009-01-18T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:53:17.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birth-DAY, Jay Chou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy happy birthday to jay chou! and.. to myself. And my kindergarden friend jeremy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 jan 1979 , 18 jan 1989. 10 years? wow. While my fav. singer, could not introduce himself that he is 20 plus years old guy, how could i introduce myself is 10 plus year old guy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yea. i had the most enjoyable day i ever had. Thanks to my mei, and thanks to my friends. LYG . . . is just too adorable, cool, wonderful, warm, 7yeng, it it just toooooooooo aWesome! goes with one heart, one mind. forgiving each other no matter what happens. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SXQwl96TzSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/J_G8jJ20HPI/s1600-h/ty0105%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292908890899598626" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SXQwl96TzSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/J_G8jJ20HPI/s320/ty0105%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Truly appreciate what u guyz did for me. I had a biggest n largest birthday card i ever had. No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boosting&lt;/span&gt;, let you see when i got the picture. In addition, i had the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;smallest&lt;/span&gt; basketball i ever had. Never thought had this in mind, but anyway it just way too special for me. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I read the card in countless time. I wonder who ask me to grow up, dont be so childish, but i get a tiny basket to shoot when im bored. hmm..ironic? yea...Thanks for fulfiling my wish to slam dunk! HAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i sit back, i thought, i wonder, how's jie lun birthday? grand? does he had so many homo sapien to celebrate with him? i doubt that. suddenly im so ... glad im who i am. gosh. must be kidding me, i had lost this sentence long time. anyway...dont bother. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im happy to looking forward the coming chinese new year where i can gather my old classmates, and lyg. oh babe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3568524204754843390?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3568524204754843390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3568524204754843390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3568524204754843390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3568524204754843390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-belated-day-jay-chou.html' title='Happy birth-DAY, Jay Chou!'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SXQwl96TzSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/J_G8jJ20HPI/s72-c/ty0105%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5708691827307376307</id><published>2009-01-15T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:13:09.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day. Fall physically.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Bad day. Fall physically. Since the last fall in emotion. Today... i had a bad day. i had a class today. while in between having break, it happened that i read the newspaper my friend had, the horoscope suppose saying love will blossom in capricorn - horoscope people. But unfortunately the afternoon after class, i tripped and fall. i got some scratches here and there, and worst fall in front of people having their lunch. - medan - it has been so long i never experience bleeding and scratches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The feeling is OUCh... and worst i BAO Tai. haiz... what a bad day. I wonder if any lenglui observe me. gosh perhaps i could have attracted one. But this fall is just part and parcel of life. i will stand up AND march forward. stil consider okay la, since the last time i fell down, i couldnt remember last time though. Now i know, it is not love that blossoms, it is wound. haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5708691827307376307?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5708691827307376307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5708691827307376307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5708691827307376307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5708691827307376307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-day-fall-physically.html' title='Bad day. Fall physically.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7432892591920835467</id><published>2009-01-11T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T08:08:10.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>play dota you wont breath properly.</title><content type='html'>To dota lovers and other EXCITING games ie cod4, cs and left4 dead, please do always maintain consistence breathing.&lt;br /&gt;This is what i did for about 3 months experiment :&lt;br /&gt;i test the breathing rate of mine while playing dota.&lt;br /&gt;What i found out is that most of the time, i hold my breath even longer than i can hold during anytime because my eyes and brain were focusing to the screen and moment. This is not good, and can cause suffocation to the other body part and brain.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont believe, you can actually test it. What we were thought during exercise is to take a deep breath, and maintain a trend of breathing. Even gym-ing is to learn to control your breath. yoga. dancing. Basically all i can say is if you too concentrate on something, you will neglect some other thing which is not GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all. i shall see what else in my experiment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7432892591920835467?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7432892591920835467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7432892591920835467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7432892591920835467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7432892591920835467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/play-dota-you-wont-breath-properly.html' title='play dota you wont breath properly.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4457753999017641542</id><published>2009-01-03T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:31:33.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the word "resolution" has a lot of meaning , to be a pro blogger, i refer it to wikipedia.org .&lt;br /&gt;Now according to the wikipedia definition New year resolution is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Commitment" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Commitment"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; that an individual makes to a project or the reforming of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Habit (psychology)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Habit_(psychology)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;, often a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Lifestyle" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lifestyle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; change that is generally interpreted as advantageous.&lt;br /&gt;For me : i realise that i dont have one for year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;For 2009 : &lt;em&gt;Resolutions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;looking forward to concentrate in study, to study smartly in my following paper F7, F8, F9 and to answer the exam in june 2009 appropriately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to improve my memory power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to regain my concentration by sleeping more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;quit dota addiction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to spend more time on health diet, study and basketball playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to be a better person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stop annoying my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to find a nice girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to work and earn my pocket money while studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;balancing my time , and gain general knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4457753999017641542?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4457753999017641542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4457753999017641542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4457753999017641542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4457753999017641542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolutions-2009.html' title='New Year Resolutions 2009.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-524199637553224602</id><published>2009-01-03T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:50:23.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year 2009 fireworlks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea... yea ... happy new year. Year? 2009. oh yea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what is all about the new year. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FIREWORKS&lt;/span&gt;. this is the only time officially fireworks are allowed to be played. And where would u choose the place to celebrate and enjoy this lights in the sky? For me i went to the Curve with my college gang LYG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyhow, i prefer London's firework rather than local. Sorry to say that. However i did enjoy performance by those celebrities invited : &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Rynn Lim, Juwita, Faizal... AND karine kong&lt;/span&gt; , not to mention other artists. And i guess im on tv. yea.. we were too close to the stage. WELL...is fun! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Below is london's firework. Let's enjoy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-479a2b015d89bdd5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D479a2b015d89bdd5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48BC51D79828EDBE89235CE0690EC1B35377CA76.145E301C895B4C89B6FA72BECBB4055E921621CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D479a2b015d89bdd5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV-zCqMepuFqv3v_aceIpJX7H4oc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D479a2b015d89bdd5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48BC51D79828EDBE89235CE0690EC1B35377CA76.145E301C895B4C89B6FA72BECBB4055E921621CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D479a2b015d89bdd5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV-zCqMepuFqv3v_aceIpJX7H4oc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-524199637553224602?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=479a2b015d89bdd5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/524199637553224602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=524199637553224602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/524199637553224602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/524199637553224602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-2009-fireworlks.html' title='New year 2009 fireworlks.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3463261089853289824</id><published>2008-12-28T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T04:13:32.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live with senSe of huMor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;R e a d e r D i g e s t has done some researches that sense of humor is a necessary element in life in order to live happily and healthily. This is because the sense of humor tickles the body part which produces hormone that makes one more cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;Implementing the humority into every part of our daily life is a good habit. It helps in the communication between family members, relatives, friends, and neighbour. It may a lame one, but indeed is a nice effort.&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the hustle &amp;amp; bustle of the city , humans especially grown up often find ways to entertain themselves to release the stress in mind and in heart. For instance, they seek for smoking, racing, clubing, or perhaps simple, playing computer games, watching movies, as well as chatting. And most adults have forget their basic stimulation - jokes will provoke sense of laughter. As conclusion, the most simple way is to learn about humority.&lt;br /&gt;Doctors and scientists has proven that a laughter each day out of humority, uses less cheek muscles than to be sad, or cry. And an amount will help one to sleep better too. A sick patient will heal faster miracally if he is more happy and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, creating jokes is a way of creativity. And if the adults were to survive from heart attack, laugh more, and give their neighbour a smile each morning. Parents please stop nagging. Use humority to teach the young ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3463261089853289824?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3463261089853289824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3463261089853289824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3463261089853289824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3463261089853289824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/live-with-sense-of-humor.html' title='Live with senSe of huMor.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1517536493899905223</id><published>2008-12-24T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T04:14:14.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hey Merry christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my parents, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my sister and his boyfriend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my grandma and cousin sister, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my best friends, franklin and bernard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my ex-classmates, and same batch friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my college group - lyg friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my juniors n cute girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my mui mui,pei chi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my kindergarden and same birthday friend, jeremy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my same birthday but superb artist, jay chou, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my chocolate lover friend, alyssa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my performance manager friend, christina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my kampung girl,beatrice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my playmate,cm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my snoopylover,sam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my yeewen,ai chen and swee yin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my teresa lee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my tau fu pok's friend,miss Q,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my bittersweet_chaos who my pal during spm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my first crush, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my hotel management friends,ka fai,patrick, william,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to my TOC friend,wai liong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and to all friends that i knew, but din't mention, XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1517536493899905223?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1517536493899905223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1517536493899905223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1517536493899905223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1517536493899905223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry christmas!'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-6075036528482487395</id><published>2008-12-19T22:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:41:05.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a risk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a sharing of an art gallery , now just let me untie a simple knot in most human life..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basically, i got this knot before, stress up easily in my life ,being a non-communicative human. Hope i didn't cause much harm to my friend, it is not i want to, just a big tie along my brain nerves. A thinker, will always get that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, one day, it just untie me, How?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this thing ---&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281755014078268162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUyQM4zGAwI/AAAAAAAAANI/0Qo-LKFhzII/s320/810210%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, it was a traffic light that enlightened me, i was late that time to a meeting up with my friend. Far before my eyes, i saw the traffic light. Is Red! Obstacles! Yes! I mean no!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In our life , we do often seen obstacles and hardship from far, before it ever happens yet. We complain, worry-ing, doing something annoying to others, me! But, we never know that there is this very moment "click" , it turns a new leaf for us. When i was near to the traffic light, it just turn green. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUySa-wA_mI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8MVETdirlpo/s1600-h/41_13_68---Green-Traffic-light_web%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281757455217393250" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUySa-wA_mI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8MVETdirlpo/s320/41_13_68---Green-Traffic-light_web%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And way , too happy. Smooth road for me. So what is this? Life is a risk, when you face some risk, it may LOOK bad for you, but out of sudden everything is just nice for you, Stop complaining like me, i learnt this from my acca. And be a risk player. XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-6075036528482487395?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6075036528482487395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=6075036528482487395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6075036528482487395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/6075036528482487395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-is-risk_19.html' title='Life is a risk.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUyQM4zGAwI/AAAAAAAAANI/0Qo-LKFhzII/s72-c/810210%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5898903831290929515</id><published>2008-12-16T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:33:52.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I draw this. Riplist : Believe it or nOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i dreamt of organizing an art gallery in future. my long term goal. but im not sure whether will able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vqPgv5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bDgPdU4xLbc/s1600-h/med_gallery_27829_1_1716647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280608820838580114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vqPgv5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bDgPdU4xLbc/s320/med_gallery_27829_1_1716647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hard piece &lt;/span&gt;: I quite lazy to finish up this. i only got it half. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lack of concentration , XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vnuDpHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kJKAqJhgB-I/s1600-h/732885262l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280608820161389682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vnuDpHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kJKAqJhgB-I/s320/732885262l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Easy piece&lt;/span&gt;: this can be coloured. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vq-xhqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/54UZ-Gl_Zt8/s1600-h/963456613l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280608821036811938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vq-xhqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/54UZ-Gl_Zt8/s320/963456613l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Easy piece&lt;/span&gt; : Oh babe, look at this cute one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vc_Q5HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ni_s9tkSngA/s1600-h/187372476l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280608817280771186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vc_Q5HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ni_s9tkSngA/s320/187372476l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Easy piece&lt;/span&gt; : yea.. how cute is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh72v9WP_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/liu3Nur4dlU/s1600-h/02042008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280606743608836082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh72v9WP_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/liu3Nur4dlU/s320/02042008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mock piece&lt;/span&gt; : class time so boring. so i just draw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh72cnfz9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/g8V29Puwnl8/s1600-h/398709850l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280606738416914386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh72cnfz9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/g8V29Puwnl8/s320/398709850l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hard piece&lt;/span&gt; : Hey i got this. This is not easy to be drawn. I only &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;make it black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh72O6Dp3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/MtgrK44ft4Q/s1600-h/FULL_M3_Boards_still_07%2520%2528Custom%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280606734736664434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh72O6Dp3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/MtgrK44ft4Q/s320/FULL_M3_Boards_still_07%2520%2528Custom%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Colour piece&lt;/span&gt; : Familiar with this ? it's in one of jackie chan movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh71_pFGII/AAAAAAAAAL4/yTJHxudhHZY/s1600-h/FULL_M3_Boards_still_06%2520%2528Custom%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280606730638923906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh71_pFGII/AAAAAAAAAL4/yTJHxudhHZY/s320/FULL_M3_Boards_still_06%2520%2528Custom%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Colour piece&lt;/span&gt; : this too!! combination of black &amp;amp; orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh71msts3I/AAAAAAAAALw/p6pm-FhZuus/s1600-h/FULL_M3_Boards_still_05%2520%2528Custom%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280606723943281522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh71msts3I/AAAAAAAAALw/p6pm-FhZuus/s320/FULL_M3_Boards_still_05%2520%2528Custom%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Colour piece&lt;/span&gt; : Yellow and black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vc4Cc2I/AAAAAAAAALo/lQelChgnxhk/s1600-h/Kawaii_L_by_dontcallmenymphadora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280605518715581282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vc4Cc2I/AAAAAAAAALo/lQelChgnxhk/s320/Kawaii_L_by_dontcallmenymphadora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Easy piece&lt;/span&gt; : draw this as wall paper. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vUkozyI/AAAAAAAAALg/Cl6Z-1CMqjU/s1600-h/41711561310l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280605516486725410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vUkozyI/AAAAAAAAALg/Cl6Z-1CMqjU/s320/41711561310l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cute piece&lt;/span&gt; : Death note - L anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vT4MBaI/AAAAAAAAALY/ijrprBHFa2k/s1600-h/625177251l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280605516300289442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vT4MBaI/AAAAAAAAALY/ijrprBHFa2k/s320/625177251l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderate B &amp;amp; W piece&lt;/span&gt; : i have drawn this. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vPUhoZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/pMGce-Ue8DI/s1600-h/968745486l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280605515076968850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6vPUhoZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/pMGce-Ue8DI/s320/968745486l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderate B &amp;amp; W piece&lt;/span&gt; : yea..basically i like this. so cute. FF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6uqAZYcI/AAAAAAAAALI/TPv83mfTtIw/s1600-h/1_553370708l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280605505060430274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh6uqAZYcI/AAAAAAAAALI/TPv83mfTtIw/s320/1_553370708l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sad B &amp;amp; W piece&lt;/span&gt; : sorrow girl. owh..sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280626524147863426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUiN2INWz4I/AAAAAAAAANA/nOAIdboSW9w/s320/DSC01583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Secret piece&lt;/span&gt; : This one is my true feeling drawing..don't know&lt;br /&gt;what motivates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh5-aRzmTI/AAAAAAAAALA/vVgg_WZ7C9Q/s1600-h/MILLA_JOVOVICH_01_-_12_X_12_CANVAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280604676204763442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh5-aRzmTI/AAAAAAAAALA/vVgg_WZ7C9Q/s320/MILLA_JOVOVICH_01_-_12_X_12_CANVAS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A piece of its own class&lt;/span&gt; : High class picture. the thickness of each line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh4zrBNZ-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/fY21VwP2PBQ/s1600-h/131673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280603392208365538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh4zrBNZ-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/fY21VwP2PBQ/s320/131673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wallpaper piece&lt;/span&gt; : Basically this is quite simple to be drawn. It's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh2eN-pr0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/0ktnKShLYvM/s1600-h/IMG_1133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280600824612499266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh2eN-pr0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/0ktnKShLYvM/s320/IMG_1133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Background piece&lt;/span&gt; : Full house. NZX 2008 havent been drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5898903831290929515?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5898903831290929515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5898903831290929515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5898903831290929515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5898903831290929515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-draw-this-riplist-believe-it-or-not.html' title='I draw this. Riplist : Believe it or nOT!'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUh9vqPgv5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bDgPdU4xLbc/s72-c/med_gallery_27829_1_1716647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5906246025179991144</id><published>2008-12-14T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:27:13.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>niu che sui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKzUNiIWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EkazENYC2kM/s1600-h/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279638014876852578" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKzUNiIWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EkazENYC2kM/s400/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea!!! merry christmas soon at niu che sui, kelana jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKyLnb_JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/C1jXqa3DU9s/s1600-h/IMG_1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279637995389713554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKyLnb_JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/C1jXqa3DU9s/s400/IMG_1076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mickey mickey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKy9CcEuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/YW3PmrSiuFg/s1600-h/IMG_1079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279638008656302818" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKy9CcEuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/YW3PmrSiuFg/s400/IMG_1079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKzoDkN8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/tptdag8vZQY/s1600-h/IMG_1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279638020203755458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKzoDkN8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/tptdag8vZQY/s400/IMG_1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaaa....snow man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;merry christmas... soon got to be a great partyyyyyyyyyyyy... lets see around us, what is the preparation..... beautiful beautiful, christmas is the time to express love to your loved one. well of course beside valentine day.... ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photographer : cY &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5906246025179991144?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5906246025179991144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5906246025179991144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5906246025179991144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5906246025179991144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/niu-che-sui.html' title='niu che sui'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SUUKzUNiIWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EkazENYC2kM/s72-c/IMG_1135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5316257699958114829</id><published>2008-12-13T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:00:17.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calvary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;O Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dwell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;psalm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4:8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i got this message, i was not picking this bookmark the first time, but i'm not sure why i threw the first one , and get this one. Guess is the walk of faith? yes, i'm alone all this while, but no longer, because he is with me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5316257699958114829?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5316257699958114829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5316257699958114829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5316257699958114829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5316257699958114829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/calvary.html' title='Calvary'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5408693273545978407</id><published>2008-12-08T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T08:39:47.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...Freedom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh babe... lets see what i have gone through today.. morning wake up go college, worrying my f5. going to have exam soon. 3 noon. worry worry worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;on the road out to highway, cars just messed up, near mosque, ppl mao sembelih crying cow, too bad cant change this fact. 2 way become one way. car masuk i have to reverse, i crush fast, ppl reverse. why like this. got police traffic in the occupation list wat... why no saman? is holiday... they also cuti la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;no offence , this is a personal blog. reached college, i sit at my hiding place. then got one very familiar girl sitting right in front. she motivates me dude. why familiar. we study almost together everytime we going to have exam. really wanted to wish her good luck though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a shock. i dono chin yip really can scare ppl. suddenly behind he come. then ivan tuk bao me. say me why sit alone. i was trying to deny. but he is just too smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;almost 3 im very scared liao, why i wasted a few days sicking n resting n playing ... seriously i duno how to tackle f5. but i really wish to pass it. i really wish i got learn something from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;after lunch, i went back my hiding. yuan lai my hiding is so easy to be found. no wonder cy n ivan can find me so easily. actualy my hiding is not there. lets ask the girl if wanna noe where is my REAL hiding place. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;so "AAROn" chian called me. everyone looking. im real popular now. they suppose to go to the rear door of library. but.. i knew it was locked. so they went up n down then up again. sad for them. not i dun1 tell, cy make me tot is open adi. how i noe is locked? don1 tell u. secrets make a man man. i dun wish to be man. i just wish charm will do. but is quite fun see chian they all . less stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;3 dang. exam start . 6.15 dang. exam over. so fast one? im just another rubbish writer. hate it. shouldnt be like this as a future acca graduate. nvm...may god let me through all three papers. i shall learn from this lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay. drive home lo. road so free. i crush along it... duno the wind caused by my car speed can blow up a girl's skirt or not. it just a few minutes from sunway to my house. actually it is very near only. except got one toll block the road. can i take a bulldozer n knock it ting ting ting down? in my dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;home i went mamak eat my dinner then work lo... so long din see teacher beh, n ms yvonne. n my lenglui teacher kelly. my funny boss. his wise wife. his son caleb funny guy. so tired sleepy but still work. got sis anything also tak jadi. can i become abang? if yes, im sure a very nice koko. i promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;night wat to do? dota...lo... see you tomoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5408693273545978407?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5408693273545978407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5408693273545978407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5408693273545978407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5408693273545978407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/todayfreedom.html' title='Today...Freedom.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5036586573798197421</id><published>2008-11-29T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:44:25.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey.. 1st of dec.. and 2nd of dec.</title><content type='html'>Yes tomoro is the day. So how? i wish everyone going for exam shall do their very best in whatever paper.. I wish everyone in my gang including me shall pass the paper with the achievement they want... I dont want to see disappointment in next results moment. and i will do my very best of so far in my taxation. God bless me... Hope i wont disappoint ms roxy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5036586573798197421?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5036586573798197421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5036586573798197421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5036586573798197421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5036586573798197421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-1st-of-dec-and-2nd-of-dec.html' title='hey.. 1st of dec.. and 2nd of dec.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1935742139070054519</id><published>2008-11-26T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T05:49:10.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Today is wednesday. The day before my latest birthday girl in my college gang,sue ting's birthday. It just happen that i heard this story... a ghost story ... so it started... with ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ONCE UPON A TIME...THERE IS AN OLD WOODEN HOUSE FAR FROM TOWN AND CITY... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;oh no..!! not this type of story... so old FASHION... come on dont fool by my beginning.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Okay ...simple and easy ...it just happen that after my whole day of studying in col... and since i have not check my mail so long, i decided to check it tonight... so... The story sounds like this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Very Shocking.... . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is a real story of a young college girl who passed away last month in Penang. Her name was Ai Ling. She was hit by a truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She was working in a call center. She had a boy friend named Tony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Both of them were true lovers. They always talked on the phone. She used to be never found without her handphone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In fact she also changed her network from Maxis to Digi, so that both of them can be on the same network, and save on the cost. Even when Tony left overseas to finish his masters, they constantly kept in touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She used to spend half of the day talking with Tony. Ai Ling's family knew about their relationship.. Tony was very close to Ai Ling's family as well. (Just imagine their love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Before she passed away she always told her friends 'If I pass away please burn me with my handphone' she also said the same thing to her parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After her death, people could'nt carry her body, A lot of them tried to do so, but still cant everybody that had tried to carry the body, the results were the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eventually, they called a person known to one of their neighbours, who can speak with the soul of dead person and who was a friend of her father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He took a stick and started speaking to himself slowly. After a few minutes, he said 'this girl misses something here.' Then her friends told that person about her intentions to burn her with her phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He then opened the grave box and place her phone and sim card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the body. It was then moved easily and they then carried her into the van. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All of us were shocked. Ai Ling's parents did not inform Tony that Ai Ling had passed away as they're waiting for him to come home after his graduation.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After 2 weeks Tony returned and called Ai Ling's mom.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tony:....'Aunty, I'm coming home today. Cook something nice for me. Don't tell Ai Ling that I'm coming home today, I wanna surprise her.' Her mother replied..... 'come home first, I wanna tell you something very important.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After he came, they told him the truth about Ai Ling. Tony thinks that they were playing a fool. He was laughing and said 'don't try to fool me - tell Ai Ling to come out, i have a gift for her... Please stop this nonsense'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then they show him the original death certificate to him. They gave him proof to make him believe. (Tony started to sweat) He said... 'Its not true. We spoke yesterday.. She still calls me. Tony was shaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Suddenly, Tony's phone rang. 'see this is from Ai Ling, see this....' he showed the phone to Ai Ling's family. all of them told him to answer. he talked using the loudspeaker mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All of them heard his conversation. It is the actual voice of Ai Ling &amp;amp; there is no way others could use her sim card since it is nailed inside the grave box! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They were so shocked and asked for the same person's (who can speak with the soul of dead persons) help again. He brought his master to solve this matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He &amp;amp; his master worked for 5 hours. Then they discovered one thing which really shocked them.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Digi&lt;/span&gt; 'I will follow you!!!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't shout at me I am also looking for the person who has sent me this mail....so what you can do...you should ... enjoy...like i enjoyed. HAHAHAHAHA... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1935742139070054519?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1935742139070054519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1935742139070054519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1935742139070054519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1935742139070054519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/ghost-story.html' title='Ghost story.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-8873051996090811740</id><published>2008-11-20T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T05:42:27.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prove</title><content type='html'>If i fail this round, it just prove that i fail myself. Not the paper. owh. how great a change of life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-8873051996090811740?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8873051996090811740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=8873051996090811740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8873051996090811740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8873051996090811740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/prove.html' title='Prove'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-868479928678626158</id><published>2008-11-19T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:04:05.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burger Ramli double Special</title><content type='html'>oh..watch ticks a minute to 6.15 ...it is pm. I'm still here at library studying. To my despair , my mates of war has returned to their dorm and rest for a battle again tomorrow. So left me..the drum deep down the throat has started to growing. It's time i tell myself... not to go home and have a perfect dinner. . . cause of afraid of becoming just like Hyde..in the novel of Dr.Jackyell, and Hyde. but instead have a BIG BURGER to satisfy myself...&lt;br /&gt;I went down and met zen... long time din't see her ...well add in chatting with her. She asked me what's left up there. Then i told her only condo's mate. owh...gladly,maybe to find bernice, her kaki to chat, up she went to library without even knowing they all are in first or second floor of library... They having dinner at 7 ORANGE again... owh..i dont really feel like to eat with them again at ORANGE... ( lunch is there ) so...sien... in addition of what actually happen..it just not a uturn anymore. so i guess just BURGER and continue my war... lone ranger...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-868479928678626158?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/868479928678626158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=868479928678626158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/868479928678626158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/868479928678626158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/burger-ramli-double-special.html' title='Burger Ramli double Special'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2151599533000898126</id><published>2008-11-18T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:01:50.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptation at home..</title><content type='html'>Japanese bed...computer...drama movie...oh my god.. devil in me plus the demon at home... i really tempted not to study... deadly... i need i need... i want i want... silently i heard the scream in me asking for help to my brain and heart. please ... control la... useless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2151599533000898126?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2151599533000898126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2151599533000898126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2151599533000898126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2151599533000898126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/temptation-at-home.html' title='Temptation at home..'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7451142684542791668</id><published>2008-11-16T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:03:58.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh..2 weeks.</title><content type='html'>Oh boy...two more weeks.. hmm.. i think i need to stay out from my house. Sad...preparation for december final.. at home just a disappointment study lessson for me.. owh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7451142684542791668?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7451142684542791668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7451142684542791668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7451142684542791668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7451142684542791668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/eh2-weeks.html' title='eh..2 weeks.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-8977030011188950374</id><published>2008-11-09T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:59:35.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesedaran diri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it has been two days since she has fell sick. high blood pressure. guess it just too much thinking, housework, worries on me, and problem to solve. lack of sleep , u will feel like u r floating the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It always like this. when i face something, my brain will automaticly think. I just don't get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Whenever it started to rain, and motorcyclist starting to put on the raincoat, i felt that my dad is so nice, get me a car... though it is not any expensive car like my friend has, i can feel it. It is my sport car. i dont have to suffer wetness from the god's tears. thanks dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So my mom went to see doc. my dad brought her. still , havent recover. i do hope her to recover soon. my friends too. i wish to stay n take care of her , help out with some chores tomorrow. so i decided not to go to college ... hope i can steal some time to study at home.. it just too noisy sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;whenever i see my result, i feel like getting a punch from my left hand. a kick from my right leg. are you a noob ...i heard myself asking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;whenever i see couples, oh...can i grab a girl's hand and walk along? ... it's okay im not desperate. but just holding hand...in this modern century.. nothing wrong right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;there are just too many whenever. Whenever i wrote a blog, i wish people can understand me more. i'm just trying hard for everything to be nice. but not always i get everyone i know to be happy. on this earth u just could not satisfy everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-8977030011188950374?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8977030011188950374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=8977030011188950374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8977030011188950374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8977030011188950374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/kesedaran-diri.html' title='Kesedaran diri.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-487783170727043003</id><published>2008-11-08T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:17:42.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad. Could not online.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;So...reached home, i tried to online and do the blog to wish Franklin.. It is almost over 12. SADLY i could not online. The streamyx connection just create a problem that couldn't be solved at such a critical moment. I called, and they just let me to listen to songs. Wht the Hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sorry ... though it is late. Better late than never. Please forgive me.. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you , Franklin&lt;/span&gt;, I wish ur dream come true... and this year,for your birthday you get an A-Mo girl's kiss. Good luck and all the best while studying oversea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-487783170727043003?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/487783170727043003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=487783170727043003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/487783170727043003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/487783170727043003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/sad-could-not-online.html' title='Sad. Could not online.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3227695212753171292</id><published>2008-11-08T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:10:04.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the way to jalan gasing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;   Jalan Gasing.. far away from subang, puchong.. there is a restaurant with a registered name "thailand restaurant" It serves wonderful steam fish, tomyam seafood, kangkung n various delicious meal. Though the boss actually din pay me for promotion fees, i do appreciate this friend who brought me n other friends go all the way n enjoy the sumptuous meal... Ken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;   So we " mr.aaron, mam chinyip, local maid joyce, n local other pulau kar thung, n mr.ken" had a surprise ambush to the restaurant, found a table with green seats, made a quick order last night. Three of us ( coconut lovers, cy n kt ) ordered coconut drink with juicy isi while fighting to promote umpera drinks for the restaurant are the two : Ken n joyce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;   We had a real fun...of having dinner as well as chatting at 7.30 plus after a long day of study-ing in college . I still can remember how innocent is cy when asking the waiter for the order of coconut drink : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;" coconut dari Thailand ke? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;, also how kelian ms joyce kena teased as maid , kar thung busy learning with our english conversation ( plus minus cantonese, cantonese+guai lou , and mandarin ) Ken was busy finding for the balance of fish...And me busy korek the coconut isi. It is so much !!! Unbelievable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;   That night cy was really high, perhaps because he met the waffle seller in our college, again! , or joyce can stay til so late. I don't know, or perhaps all this while he really a joker, but just camouflag-ing. Last night the real colour has shown. Muahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;   Satisfied with the food, my friend , kah fai called me that they are going to play basketball, which mean i have to rush home since the ball is with me.. The ball is in my car in sunway college peacefully ever after.. So Ken grab my phone , when i was calling Kah fai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The tone was in Kan-ton-nese : " ei, lei hai ping koh, ngo hai aaron ge pang yao, .......errr... ( he was talking in yat gao gao ) lei dei ta gan bo ah? gam man ye... ngo shui yew aaron...qi dit fan tak mou , gei fan chung? ( translation- a few minutes? ) wtf ...no difference. Should say gei lap chung.. haha..Kathy corrected him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;       And that night i almost got all their jokes, which some are so ( not funny ) i forget which one.. just what i am trying to say here is I have improved from AM frequencies to FM !!! XD kakaka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;      I always known as the slowest, ( secretly sometimes i do pretend n make it really slow ) then when i saw my friends laugh, it just so satisying me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;     In The Mean time, while my mouth processing the sotong n prawn meat, my brain fly to my best friend, when they all chat about how close they with their best friend. ( I thought of Franklin..Owh, it is franklin's birthday nexh.. Thinking how to wish him that, i thought of wishing him online. i cant contact him using cell phone. Unlike usual, he is in oversea adi.. Last time we happened to chat whole night, and when we were really young we took bath together..Yes i still remember that. Wonderful memory when at his house. ) Back to my LYG friends, hmm..maybe after i got home, i will write a blog " Franklin, Happy Birthday " hope you see this. You will always in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;     Overall , the food is delicious, the rice is alot, and how full of us, i just cant describe it, the Wira that ken drove, just could not move up the hill! Total spending is only Rm25. 5 type of dish, including drink. Seriously the restaurant could not be full of people without reason. Lastly , the service is quite fast, we dont need to wait that long... I like that..especially when we are hungry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No picture, we din take much, and i lazy to upload. Hope my description is well enough to show how satisfy us towards the restaurant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3227695212753171292?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3227695212753171292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3227695212753171292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3227695212753171292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3227695212753171292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-way-to-jalan-gasing.html' title='All the way to jalan gasing.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7909956426315500397</id><published>2008-11-07T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:58:45.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQMC_LQqyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/kUFYhoDa3Xo/s1600-h/ispc067074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265847109760887586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQMC_LQqyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/kUFYhoDa3Xo/s320/ispc067074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hey You! Take this! Bishhh.. a punch on his face. @@ faint. a screech of scream. Ouch! why did u do that -pinch! ? it is pain. or pulling the hair. Or perhaps scolding. Stupid. You naughty! You tyty boy/girl. wo bu yao ni. Do you familiar with all these but somehow cant recall as if it happens too long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Owh..that's right. It happened when our childhood. where all of us are still kids. Even kids nowadays do that. The innocence in the expression is what a child capable to do without bothering about the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQMCg1VGbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hOgqeh_t5NM/s1600-h/248563969-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265847101615839666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQMCg1VGbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hOgqeh_t5NM/s320/248563969-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kids , me you him/her they, are all cutes. No matter how pain being hit, they will eventually forget it and started to play around again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Perhaps they will kiss each other... owh they are just kids btw.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265847690582763522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQMky5_KAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/4h5ObrFoMNo/s320/First_Kiss.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Muaks!! the action of kissing is meant i like you. Play with me! You cant blame them kissing, parents taught them kissing. How to sayang an elderly. I often got kissed by mine too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQNmm4FIhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HtimoNvT_bo/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265848821224907282" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQNmm4FIhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HtimoNvT_bo/s200/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;when he is real small, his name is elrad boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i use to take picture with him... we look gay.. haha..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265849606289185986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQOUTd_XMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dmiYGTV_HM8/s320/Brokeback+mountain..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Owh isn't him adorable and i'm cool. such a pair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But sometimes baby,kids,toddlers can be real dirty too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQNm5Z0voI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ZOCSUFrxVoE/s1600-h/DSC01224.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265848826198277762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQNm5Z0voI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ZOCSUFrxVoE/s200/DSC01224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; but some just love to take bath ...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265850183362056562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQO15O4kXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FYA5VZDCvYQ/s200/bubblebath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Elrad boy is really a smart kid...and cute. Let's have a look on these pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPgb-bikI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uI7gjn7oEOw/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265850914242792002" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPgb-bikI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uI7gjn7oEOw/s200/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;---}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPgkydsII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/B6b503GnBm4/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265850916608520322" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPgkydsII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/B6b503GnBm4/s200/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;---}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPhDpzONI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-N8TPfJPv54/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265850924893681874" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPhDpzONI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-N8TPfJPv54/s200/DSC01258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;---}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPhRHs61I/AAAAAAAAAKI/y9xO9MukDbk/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265850928508758866" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQPhRHs61I/AAAAAAAAAKI/y9xO9MukDbk/s200/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yea ,there are just too many characters that we eventually lose once we grown up... Now turn back to the old times, your own thought - Do you ever thought of this question to become an adult as soon? or now do you want to be back like last time but provided u have memories and feeling of how nice being cute smally n co baby? That's all ...hope you felt entertained. Til final. GAMBATHE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7909956426315500397?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7909956426315500397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7909956426315500397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7909956426315500397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7909956426315500397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/expression-of-love.html' title='Expression of love.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SRQMC_LQqyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/kUFYhoDa3Xo/s72-c/ispc067074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-2264037278359912488</id><published>2008-10-27T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T05:51:54.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil thought.</title><content type='html'>I have some kind of thoughts since last time. They are good and some are bad instead. Muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;   What i have a good thought is i got 2 days in one day. So that i can spend time for everyone i loved. etc parents, grandmother, friends, sister, girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;   I want to earn alot alot of money to hire maid for my mother so that someone can help her instead of her asking my dad to do house chorus. And dont need my dad to say i have six accounts to check online and it needs one blady whole day. You will never learn what is a computer .. and bla bla bla.. They quarrel daily until you just really want to blow your own ear off.&lt;br /&gt;   Not just maid, i want to bring my mom to see what is life all about , spend precious time along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well bad stuff would be how if i can have  a power to create a spectacle which has the power to look through everything. So that won't be ambush by human. Human scare human no medicine to cure.&lt;br /&gt;    Secondly, to go clubbing and get high. I wonder what's the feeling to run away from real world. I want to see how's human act under a relax circumstance. Do they really drunk til don't recognise their granny? OH....im such an innocent at such age. ( almost 20 )&lt;br /&gt;    I want to know what is my real purpose in this world. Why am i here? what's my true interest? In what a direction that can motivate me into the highest level of living. What is the highest level for me? I want to see what is my future. Does i have one? Can i just go freely?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Owh, it just deep in me, guess not me will think this stuff? If one never think the questions and fact in their heart, he/ she .... i really can say " is an innocent " person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-2264037278359912488?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2264037278359912488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=2264037278359912488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2264037278359912488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/2264037278359912488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/evil-thought.html' title='Evil thought.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-4843859017989119636</id><published>2008-10-25T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:08:03.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acca demanding course.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Big jump. That's what CAT ,the course teaches us. It asks us to make a big leap like the wonderful mirana in dota game. Fail to leap to ACCA lvl of requirement in term of study = gg.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the amount of effort to study CAT and ACCA ( for me ) is same but what i get in ACCA is merely border line or worst fail.&lt;br /&gt;So how to score in December? Attack the paper day and night til heart attack? no.. that was me in the past weeks. But now no longer, i will aim on its private part. Hehe Every human's private part is the most weak right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone who is interested to catch a big jump shall have a look on what is cat and acca. Enough of this, shall back to my real world. Muahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-4843859017989119636?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4843859017989119636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=4843859017989119636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4843859017989119636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/4843859017989119636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/acca-demanding-course.html' title='Acca demanding course.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3594046047438528193</id><published>2008-10-24T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:50:29.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The music stuck in me. HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;While most of us will judge on appearance of eh.. anyone, one's talent is almost put aside. Why why why. because people more often want to look nice and be talented. So basically at age of 4 -5 parents keep sending child to here and there to learn this and that. Now what about natural potential in them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    Try leaving child alone, you will see how they let their natural interest out engrowing the whole room. They certainly wont sit there doing nothing. If do, then you ought be worry. Perhaps as parent, when you were young you were like this. Sad on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    So if you dont groom someone, it would be like ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8749577f3a8d8fe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8749577f3a8d8fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25E3084414E991EE1DCFCCB8E6F40ADB3BD1C2E5.74EFE650E0AAAE815DE4A38234A4BE6AAB61EF10%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8749577f3a8d8fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm6OPlIRytRzNaJvqM6VMG1E999g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8749577f3a8d8fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394993%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25E3084414E991EE1DCFCCB8E6F40ADB3BD1C2E5.74EFE650E0AAAE815DE4A38234A4BE6AAB61EF10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8749577f3a8d8fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dm6OPlIRytRzNaJvqM6VMG1E999g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; But i felt it is nice. I like his bravo. The way he uses his voice. I think i can do that too XD. And it is so stuck in me. . . oh til then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3594046047438528193?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c8749577f3a8d8fe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3594046047438528193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3594046047438528193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3594046047438528193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3594046047438528193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/music-stuck-in-me-help.html' title='The music stuck in me. HELP'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-382871638734137222</id><published>2008-10-10T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:50:54.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be back. I heard myself saying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;From pt1 to pt2 i having been saying that i will put my effort. But i didn't. I have a total mind block in class. I ain't answering teachers like what i always do last time. I'm in total negligence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Good result fell to the worst. Dai sei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Words from lecturer : Look at your marks, you don't deserve to play. Thou not straight to me, i felt it. Time really passed fast, if not i have lost focus, my performance ain't that bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;But i will be back. "Ghin Shi, is time to wake up. Make your brain start think back. Stop relying on others. Please...continue like this will make you a very shit person. Though my name is ended with shi i dont hope to end with an added t. -SHIT- " said to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-382871638734137222?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/382871638734137222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=382871638734137222' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/382871638734137222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/382871638734137222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-be-back-i-heard-myself-saying.html' title='I&apos;ll be back. I heard myself saying.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-591013060510280128</id><published>2008-10-04T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:49:59.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love playing basketball. I remember once upon a time when i was young, in primary school, my teacher asked me to write an essay about my favourite sport. I never had one. Last time i do play badminton with my father, but it wasn't my favourite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here i would pen something down about Basketball. Marvelous game, it is a teamwork sport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are several positions in the game. Ie : shooter, rebounder, centre, forward, and... substitute. I used to be a benchwarmer though. I'm short last time. Now not any taller. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, i decided to jump. Train in jumping so that i can rebound better. Though i can jump better, i can't really shoot in the ball. So i train. Train in shooting. I keep shoot in every game. But no matter how hard i try. It just won't go in. Then i realise something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is this element called teamwork relation. Basketball is a very beautiful ball, which bounds...The sound of bouncing...is just to good to be described.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOdYExpgNjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FgeqciNvHVk/s1600-h/air-jordan-23-basketball-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253264329421108786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOdYExpgNjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FgeqciNvHVk/s400/air-jordan-23-basketball-main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at that... AIR JORDAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253264573311611394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOdYS-Nh8gI/AAAAAAAAAIA/hYSTRUI2hHE/s400/6a00d8341ceb4553ef00e54f5173788833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can touch the ring of the basketball. Please borrow me the ladder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-591013060510280128?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/591013060510280128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=591013060510280128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/591013060510280128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/591013060510280128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/basketball.html' title='Basketball. . .'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOdYExpgNjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FgeqciNvHVk/s72-c/air-jordan-23-basketball-main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-3848708609253675571</id><published>2008-10-03T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:37:37.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Factor and wish.</title><content type='html'>Do you realise lately you cant concentrate well in the moment when you want to study? YES! The experiment i undergone has proven that insufficient sleep will affect your study tremendously. As conclusion, it is the factor and sleep more to improve your study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have a graduation ceremony of CAT. Well, quite marvelous. For ACCA graduates. Hmm... I wish to graduate together with my gang. Gambateh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOZCJhLhYjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zb_IIgF88N8/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252958746667213362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOZCJhLhYjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zb_IIgF88N8/s400/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOZCJzr92RI/AAAAAAAAAHw/OiI3pu1Iz94/s1600-h/1_611240964l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252958751635134738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOZCJzr92RI/AAAAAAAAAHw/OiI3pu1Iz94/s400/1_611240964l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my two friends...Yippy,u-song and joyce. All the best to all~ though.&lt;br /&gt;I promise my mom too. Sleep early. Only call me for dota during evening. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-3848708609253675571?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3848708609253675571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=3848708609253675571' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3848708609253675571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/3848708609253675571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/factor-and-wish.html' title='Factor and wish.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SOZCJhLhYjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zb_IIgF88N8/s72-c/PICT0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7258708628416016773</id><published>2008-09-30T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:50:57.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing leads to another..</title><content type='html'>Ever thought of your direction of life? Is it going the right way? Are you doing things you really like?&lt;br /&gt;    When you reach a junction, will you pick left or right? When you reach a separate route in forest, do you pick a route with clear steps of foot or a route with fresh leaves and some dead leaves perhaps? Whichever you chosen, will certainly lead you to a other road and continuously to another. Ever thought of what the first one may lead you?&lt;br /&gt;    Today last day of pt2. As i go along the question 4...i talk to it. Should i be seeing you later? I flip the page, and guess is a bye to me, leaving me wondering whether i will come back to it.&lt;br /&gt;     I think back now. One thing leads to another. Bell rang, past up paper. see you im at pyramid already. It just never leads me to past but only future. Forget about past , look to the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7258708628416016773?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7258708628416016773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7258708628416016773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7258708628416016773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7258708628416016773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-thing-leads-to-another.html' title='One thing leads to another..'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-1056422268578921689</id><published>2008-09-21T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:51:48.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YoU HIM or ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I cant decide. It's been years. I hold it yet not really hug it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Just a minute. Everything has changed. From a situation of not able to chase christian girl to a situation i can. What is this. A total messup and down of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Everytime question just pop up from my mind, how to go pass my dad if the girl is one from that. What if next time she is married to my life, my children follow me to pray in temple or to church. I dont know. No offence. I do thought of that before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Morning my mom followed dad to church. No objection from me, just go, leaving me free at home. I had a callup from a fren at ioi to chitchat.. If is for a movie perhaps i will go.. Basically i had my lunch, what else can i do there, there ain't any mood left for me to joke around. especially the next week is my progress test 2. I really cant go and enjoy while my 2 friends are revising at home. Hell knows i only revise abit at home. I dont know what's wrong with me. It just not hot yet. The fire in me. Owh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The state of blurness in me. Should i just let you handle. I do appreciate the beauty in this.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248439383570256226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SNYzz9rgEWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L-LbK-wtits/s400/crescent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;or just stay as what i am. Perhaps all these while i have been a neutral. I believe in myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyhow, YOU , HIM or ME ...just teaches all of us to be a kind that do benefits to other and to be a good person leaving good track for others younger generation. Just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-1056422268578921689?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1056422268578921689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=1056422268578921689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1056422268578921689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/1056422268578921689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-him-or-me.html' title='YoU HIM or ME.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SNYzz9rgEWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/L-LbK-wtits/s72-c/crescent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-5309410300488919570</id><published>2008-09-20T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:09:36.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shy to cry, all in all.</title><content type='html'>A life is never complete without family love. Many teenagers indeed face a sudden loss of love in their life from their closest family. No matter how much u argue , it is the fact nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Parents nowadays really think what they need to do best for their child is by earning moneys in a great sum, providing a luxurious kind of lifestyle for their kids, sending them to oversea for education, providing everything necessary for them, and creating path of limited choice for them.&lt;br /&gt;But what they know about childhood pyshology. They knew little, they could never bother to know or learn more what an impact of their every action towards their little kid. EACH and EVERY WORD , ACTION and BELIEF can create a such huge impact on teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of blank paper? Once upon a time, kids are as like blank paper. It depends on what an example that parents can show them as motto towards life. It is in the parents hand to write , draw and colour on that piece of paper. So since the parents has lose their responsibility can you blame on the kids who go wrong? Can you just draw half way and leave them to develop independently without guideline? No...&lt;br /&gt;Many thought once reaching pubic stage, children now no longer children and must think like adults , and thats where it pressures and keep give pressure to think and do things like adult. Do you remember how our parents stay close with us, hug and kisses us when we are so small time? No matter how hard we argue between us and parents, we do stay close and an apology will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, when after we try our best to go for exam, eventhough we dont do well, no one do cares about you and further encourage you to do well, they just care bout the results. Even you feel unhappy they no longer ask about it and just expect you to be a good human without guiding you.&lt;br /&gt;     A family is suppose a room for you to share happiness, secret , believes, daily life happening and a room for you to cry when you feel unhappiness, a mother to complain what makes you uncomfortable and a father to help you back from falling. But as things change, a family becomes a never complete family, it may provide what is necessary, but you just miss something inside your heart. You just feeling too shy to cry already. You will just feel loneliness, and cannot talk to anyone inside ,searching alternatives to forget the problems, avoiding and avoiding til you have difficulty to speak. You just be as quiet as possible til one day you just loss one of the ability of being a human that is you couldn't speak. You just have the kind of fear....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-5309410300488919570?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5309410300488919570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=5309410300488919570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5309410300488919570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/5309410300488919570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/shy-to-cry-all-in-all.html' title='Shy to cry, all in all.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-9049770321470786951</id><published>2008-09-18T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:25:06.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's enjoy and view. Hope it is smooth. If not gg. Hei se you mo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ea65d15f9ff4c81" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ea65d15f9ff4c81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394994%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7397B9821DDF9564FC688072FC5C27C95ED6A58B.4441D3749F8873536F9EB4614267CDDD92FBE697%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ea65d15f9ff4c81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpP2Y8tC_Gsf8VLyp4S1NEofqWzk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ea65d15f9ff4c81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330394994%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7397B9821DDF9564FC688072FC5C27C95ED6A58B.4441D3749F8873536F9EB4614267CDDD92FBE697%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ea65d15f9ff4c81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpP2Y8tC_Gsf8VLyp4S1NEofqWzk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; One of Jay's slow and touching song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-9049770321470786951?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3ea65d15f9ff4c81&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/9049770321470786951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=9049770321470786951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/9049770321470786951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/9049770321470786951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-enjoy-and-view-hope-it-is-smooth.html' title='Let&apos;s enjoy and view. Hope it is smooth. If not gg. Hei se you mo'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-8238738895262169793</id><published>2008-09-15T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:28:03.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Album LYG ( Part 2 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM560DjY2xI/AAAAAAAAADo/Jt8PtZqOi7g/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so fast and so slow. Here comes the part 2 of Album LYG!... guess the fans are too impatient. Well life's about memoirs ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM59FhXbGWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gBZ2rJ9Pbtc/s1600-h/P1030539.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; so why don't rush for something that gives you a feeling of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7yeng. XD Talk less , let's see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271703083981906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AUWmBHFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qsJHciIcj3A/s320/DSC01428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;...basically our principle of life is to eat. Then what is food if not meant to be delicious? And what i mean is really yummy food that even if you were full , you still enjoy eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM57XHOzc6I/AAAAAAAAADw/aPQLNdGqdnY/s1600-h/DSC01429.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246266252941554594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM57XHOzc6I/AAAAAAAAADw/aPQLNdGqdnY/s320/DSC01429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not good enough? ...Perhaps some coconut and other fruitdrinks shall perfect the dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM57_jmrDAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bQfbq271gB8/s1600-h/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246266947752627202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM57_jmrDAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bQfbq271gB8/s200/DSC01432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM58AgtbojI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/COx61TNZjrQ/s1600-h/DSC01451.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246266964155540018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM58AgtbojI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/COx61TNZjrQ/s200/DSC01451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM57_1pQnXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e49uQDCp-gE/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246266952595316082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM57_1pQnXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e49uQDCp-gE/s200/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM58AbP-12I/AAAAAAAAAEI/rhiucwwazWA/s1600-h/DSC01440.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246266962689840994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM58AbP-12I/AAAAAAAAAEI/rhiucwwazWA/s200/DSC01440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM58A3uzHTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/l9srO1dLmC0/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246266970335288626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM58A3uzHTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/l9srO1dLmC0/s200/DSC01456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Food!! Food!!! Food!!! Delicious food! I WANT !!! Got abalone, prawns, duck meat, crab, olyster, FRESH olyster, lobster , lobster and LOBSTER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So where to eat such a nice meal ? &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246268716574479938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM59mg-qlkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TveFH4qoqwc/s320/P1030539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NOT CLEAR? ...you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's right , our jogoya visit last thursday 11/09/2008. I thought we go for jogging only. Don't know why walk inside and eat becoming even fatter. Anyhow , really appreciate ying xuan's alot, i acknowledge her kindness, thanks, thanks and thanks. Eventhough i only treat her eat ice-cream amounted to RM2.20. Haiz...ME=hopeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AA8VhubI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UYUK_O_zM_I/s1600-h/P1030449.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271369617979826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AA8VhubI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UYUK_O_zM_I/s320/P1030449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here are some refreshments for eyes. Good for exhausted eyes after study law. Come in my blog more often. XD. Tempting you guyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AAXOMiyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HUGUvwefz6k/s1600-h/DSC02381.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271359655119650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AAXOMiyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HUGUvwefz6k/s320/DSC02381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6ABGIqSCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ogIcM-bToS8/s1600-h/DSC02343-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271372248369186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6ABGIqSCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ogIcM-bToS8/s320/DSC02343-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BEFORE AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But where is kar thung and joyce? They went to hunt delicious crab meat gua....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6ABSDrGcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IWO00PnAyVE/s1600-h/DSC02377-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271375448676802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6ABSDrGcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IWO00PnAyVE/s320/DSC02377-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AAp9IBlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j369dbW-ksM/s1600-h/DSC01464-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271364683794002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AAp9IBlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j369dbW-ksM/s320/DSC01464-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thanks Cy for the effect, 7yeng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6CUOmsuhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nRksX7ECNQ8/s1600-h/DSC02508.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246273899962612242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6CUOmsuhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nRksX7ECNQ8/s320/DSC02508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Hmmm...after you view some group pictures, perhaps unknown to you , do you feel happy seeing their smiles OR bored till sleep ? Make your choice are you like the girl with green dress and wonderful smile or girl with white hot gown but sombre and saddy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No idea? Haha ...Maybe some light will enlighten you. Look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6RXFmJNWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AtpYc9HDaQM/s1600-h/DSC02356.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246290441758389602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6RXFmJNWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AtpYc9HDaQM/s200/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6RWrdo6iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2aN6U9znN1s/s1600-h/DSC02500.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246290434743396898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6RWrdo6iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2aN6U9znN1s/s200/DSC02500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;owh...such a nice decoration nehx. Fine fine...finally till the last grammy award: THE BEST PICTURES IN MY LISTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UBmUlbnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zn__m3RTlz4/s1600-h/P1030580.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246293371120873074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UBmUlbnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zn__m3RTlz4/s400/P1030580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; The way they welcome us...Welcome LYG leng chai and leng lui....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UA-42HTI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mAukgt1Cixg/s1600-h/DSC01460.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246293360535543090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UA-42HTI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mAukgt1Cixg/s400/DSC01460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you realise i and her look alike? One of the best... Like bro and sis. I'm the elder brother. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246293379706091458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UCGTdd8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rbYkdN9RlO4/s400/DSC02434.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I appreciate this much because of the quality . It's so clear and 7yeng but i wonder how's on the other hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6WdNAN2OI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8Nvpi2zCOkM/s1600-h/DSC02404-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246296044384147682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6WdNAN2OI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8Nvpi2zCOkM/s400/DSC02404-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; White angels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Wd7LqA-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/GAq28VwjgjA/s1600-h/P1030514.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246296056780162018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Wd7LqA-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/GAq28VwjgjA/s400/P1030514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Look at our cunning smile..We Are Cheeky..KEKE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Yx-4YrJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-LVYADLTNUk/s1600-h/P1030537.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246298600393714834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Yx-4YrJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-LVYADLTNUk/s400/P1030537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Look at them. A natural photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Yxasdc4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/zj_5BrcthGM/s1600-h/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246298590680019842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Yxasdc4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/zj_5BrcthGM/s400/DSC02445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Happy Family YA 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let's invite them for Modelling YA 2008 competition . Let's see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UAffEYHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z8wRpq6tsZU/s1600-h/DSC02488-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246293352105926770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UAffEYHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z8wRpq6tsZU/s400/DSC02488-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; 11 Finalist of Modelling YA 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UBHL-zPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vOuSE75kRjI/s1600-h/DSC02504-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246293362763287794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6UBHL-zPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vOuSE75kRjI/s400/DSC02504-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Then it left only seven finalists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Wev9-8JI/AAAAAAAAAHA/--B4VW0NDhI/s1600-h/DSC02523.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246296070949892242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Wev9-8JI/AAAAAAAAAHA/--B4VW0NDhI/s400/DSC02523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Now left how many? Two prince and two princess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6WdgVrVHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t_O9oh2o_1s/s1600-h/P1030531.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246296049574433906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6WdgVrVHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t_O9oh2o_1s/s400/P1030531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Last man standing...the champion of Modelling YA 2008 is ....ME!!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Yxk_3rwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Dfy-MjK9dC4/s1600-h/P1030486.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246298593445785346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6Yxk_3rwI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Dfy-MjK9dC4/s400/P1030486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Last Best Picture. The event is meant for celebrating this guy's birthday. Guess what.. We totally forget about it that day. Thou, it's not his exact birthday. In fact, we got a surprise birthday coming soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To be continue......... album LYG - part 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-8238738895262169793?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8238738895262169793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=8238738895262169793' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8238738895262169793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/8238738895262169793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/album-lyg-part-2.html' title='Album LYG ( Part 2 )'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SM6AUWmBHFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qsJHciIcj3A/s72-c/DSC01428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-46239673226428161</id><published>2008-09-12T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:33:54.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Album LYG. ( part 1 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A great day after one and another, our memoirs of LYG became stronger. Life should be going on , we shall look forward , what we expect is joy and happiness during the process. This is what i believe. Picture as memories.. soon our album will grow til exceeding 1000 plus pictures. year 2008 ? really fhat fhat fhat..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some pictures ...of recent happening.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245382562511015122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtXpj1_TNI/AAAAAAAAACA/xHU57T1HzQw/s320/DSC00572+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ying xuan birthday and this is the card for her. Each of the wawa represent us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245383021127070210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtYEQUk8gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yhpKse6q8FA/s320/DSC02336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245383021168974402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtYEQekWkI/AAAAAAAAACI/MmkRVvtlF2M/s320/DSC02343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245383025622266610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtYEhEUMvI/AAAAAAAAACY/CikPqPzqSQU/s320/DSC01386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;personally this is what we use liquid paper to draw on wall and tables. IT is a form of vandalism..haha if you dont know. Personally i like this type of restaurant which allows our creativity as their decoration. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245383830159178594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtYzWM3O2I/AAAAAAAAACg/e9JVPRpJF5A/s320/DSC01422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is wednesday. I will never ever forget CHERAS pasar malam. Chian's house. cheese cake..and moon cake. Could not believe she can make till this nice. Thought she is trying to deceive me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245384952802191970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtZ0sX0KmI/AAAAAAAAACw/a2V8N1vhg9U/s320/DSC02332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245384950453394866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtZ0jn0XbI/AAAAAAAAACo/egUGv0WGvu8/s320/DSC02328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next day wearing the shirts we bought from the pasar malam in college after class. Hard bargain ...nice effort. still lose to seller. haha.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245384955137042562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtZ01EfKII/AAAAAAAAAC4/ssKyq_rIg28/s320/DSC02378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245384955293031826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtZ01prXZI/AAAAAAAAADA/Qv-3VOXhFi8/s320/DSC02376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last sunday....junior idol, thanks to good bin, i can shake hand with gu gui gei ...LEO KU! There is the presence of Bernice, Lam Fung , Amber Chia and more artists from HK ...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245387942087942866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtcisVE4tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uc2fyaRw6vA/s320/DSC02266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245387945014936562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtci3O7Q_I/AAAAAAAAADY/ZhqD4s_hGpk/s320/DSC02269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245384960470219314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtZ1I8A-jI/AAAAAAAAADI/mQtpFWfo3Oo/s320/DSC02276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245387949734908610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtcjI0QUsI/AAAAAAAAADg/qfpqP6zOpfI/s320/DSC02273.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We end up at Kim gary pyramid...then go home sleep. ZZ.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continue....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-46239673226428161?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/46239673226428161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=46239673226428161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/46239673226428161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/46239673226428161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/album-lyg-part-1.html' title='Album LYG. ( part 1 )'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SMtXpj1_TNI/AAAAAAAAACA/xHU57T1HzQw/s72-c/DSC00572+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-217271968926554315</id><published>2008-09-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:34:45.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story before sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SL1qBt7HTKI/AAAAAAAAABw/ngimw8fGNJg/s1600-h/SmilingCat_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241462119069076642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SL1qBt7HTKI/AAAAAAAAABw/ngimw8fGNJg/s320/SmilingCat_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the Phrase &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" nasi sudah Menjadi Bubur "&lt;/span&gt; has a wonderful meaning. When one did something , the something is already been done. What ever thing u say or even do after that , may not help . Tonight i finally realise. Sometimes just sorry cannot cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Once upon a time , there is a story of a young kitten.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It has been a bad night, every cat just come in and get their kitten's name ink down for new year lesson to learn how to "miao". Miao is important at this century . If not , the kitten may not be able to stand in the cat's society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And the cat who is responsible in pen-ing down&lt;/span&gt; , just too busy till haven't got time to have a sip of milk til almost the end of the day. I wonder how hungry the cat. But cannot be bother , because the cat assistant is such a lousy one, that cause tone's of mistakes, a stupid one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Worst , in future's soon coming day after that&lt;/span&gt; , the cat's family youngest kitten won't be there to assist , having them confuse going for a hunt for wild rats in the deep jungle , while just having something fun with other kittens eg. playing string balls.. Leaving the poor cat alone facing whatever colour of cats &amp;amp; kittens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Very the worst , such a cat so poor yet causes regret&lt;/span&gt; , to the youngest kitten, by not biting on the kitten, but just a simple soft miao. Just a miao. Extraordinary . Is that a forgive or it means loss of hope towards it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The youngest kitten just want to intimate with others.&lt;/span&gt; It loves its other kittens. But thing just seem so complexed now. It is not the cat's fault, not the other kittens fault but is its. It should have learnt how a confusion can impact on others. Since when it learns to confuse, it is a nice soft polite kitten when it is young. Can any guide this kitten back to miao instead of barking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Sigh...just get some reading and learn. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SL1qTAkYHYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7-O84qHQ29k/s1600-h/do-we-have-to-hear-the-kissing-bits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241462416131759490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SL1qTAkYHYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7-O84qHQ29k/s320/do-we-have-to-hear-the-kissing-bits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-217271968926554315?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/217271968926554315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=217271968926554315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/217271968926554315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/217271968926554315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/story-before-sleep.html' title='Story before sleep.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/SL1qBt7HTKI/AAAAAAAAABw/ngimw8fGNJg/s72-c/SmilingCat_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-61621200683501097</id><published>2008-09-01T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:54:59.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes..."just read &amp; ignore".</title><content type='html'>..."just read &amp;amp; ignore".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These phrases are from my... f4 lecturer, ms.puspha regarding some area that we need to know for knowledge but not for exam purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is not about that but all i want you guys to have a look at my following jokes . I presented three "dirty" jokes ( if some consider it as ) yet to me is just jokes. Funny. Hilarious . ( truly not for those innocent &amp;amp; under 18 please don't read this at home ) haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to rate them , which is the funniest , first runner-up and second runner-up. By the way of giving me a comment. Just pen down , haha for third , hahahaha for second , and hahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahaha for first. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , if u think they are not funny at all, they dont touch your senses of laughter , just ink down " laugh la, why don't laugh "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks : those jokes are as follows 1. Church Bells 2. Poor guy 3. The bride tells her husband&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-61621200683501097?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/61621200683501097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=61621200683501097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/61621200683501097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/61621200683501097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/jokesjust-read-ignore.html' title='Jokes...&quot;just read &amp; ignore&quot;.'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806304008528940652.post-7900485554835999494</id><published>2008-09-01T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:41:04.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95 year old grandmother and comfort her.When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied, &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning."Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that 2 people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble."Oh no, my dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; replied granny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;She paused, wiped away a tear and then continued, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"And if that damned ice cream truck hadn't come along, he'd still be alive today!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7806304008528940652-7900485554835999494?l=gsstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7900485554835999494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7806304008528940652&amp;postID=7900485554835999494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7900485554835999494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7806304008528940652/posts/default/7900485554835999494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gsstory.blogspot.com/2008/09/church-bells.html' title='Church Bells'/><author><name>Mr.GS lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03799423202514800492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gtb19ql2BZo/Saa9kyq1pMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/D3KH0VNsdbQ/S220/on+fire.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
