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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-116926120120650046</id><published>2007-01-19T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:52:59.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i felt like a moron!</title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMAMIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhhuhhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;duuh..ga bisa disangka deh..ternyata hr ni libur!koq BISA gw GA TAU GITU LOHH?huhuhuhu..padaaal hari ne bisa tidur telat..huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gini neh ceritanya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemarin, jumat,ga msk skul karena malez, ga enaq badan gitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus hari ne. sabtu..seperti biasanya pagi2 nunggu bus..eh..udah kelewat 10 menit gitu koq belum datang juga..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;kupikir gw kurang sabar mengunggu..tunggu lagi 7 menit gituan..&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya, ga bisa ditahan lagi..gw telpon tuh si ASUK.tapi ga bisa masuk.."Lho?koq ditutup..?"&lt;br /&gt;gw pikir2..ah..pasti gw ditinggalin nih..soalnya gw sering telat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lho?tapi2..gw hari ni kan bangunnya aga pagi..koq bisa TELAT?.."..ya uda d..bawa mobil aja..ini ni uda mau jam 7..ntar telat lagi..pikir gw..(sambil ngomel2 oom koq ga dateng jemput..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di perjalanan.."lho koq hari ni sepi gitu y?biasanya jam segini kan Nagoya udah byk mbl??"udah deh..pikiran nya koq byk bgt sih?udah telat masih byk mikir2..ya mungkin lo berangkat kepagian kali..hmm2..&lt;br /&gt;ga lama kemudian..di daerah studio gitu.."wah2, ada yg ga betul nih? satu bus sekolah pun ga gw liat..lalu lintas pada satu dua mobil aja..biasanya kan gw paling benci tuh sama simpang jam yg penuh dgn antrean mobil?hmm..haduh..&lt;br /&gt;lalu gw liat tuh hp...cek tanggal.."hari ne tgl 20..so what?emang hari apa ini?ga mungkin libur kan?..akhirnya gw lanjutin perjalanan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu di simpang jam Btm centre.."wadu...ga bs tenang nih..ni jalan biasanya rame..koq malah spt jalen ne punye gw ajaa?cuman gw yang ada di jalan tuh..akhirnya..call oom gw..tapi..&lt;br /&gt;"maap pulsa anda tidak mencukupi utk melakukan panggilan ini...SHiT!&lt;br /&gt;ga ckp pulsa lagi..terpaksa d sms.."suk, koq ga dtg jmpt c..?"SEND..&lt;br /&gt;ditunggu2 tp ga dibales juga..&lt;br /&gt;haduh..dah de..mang napa kalo hr ne libur..anggap aja lo skrg lg jln santai..liat2 pemandangan pagi hari dibatam napa?ga boleh?&gt;&lt;hibur&gt;&lt;"""..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..rekor gw melupakan sesuatu itu udah lebih dari 20 blm ya?&lt;br /&gt;1. lupa bawa baju renang waktu renang..jadi terpaksa pulang rumah..&lt;br /&gt;2. setelah pulang ambil baju renang..balik lagi kekolam renang yang jaraknya 5 blok HDB sg gitu..ternyata dlm perjalanan,sadar lupa bawa kunci ruma,so pulang lagi mumpung masih ada orang..jd..totaly pulang balik 2x..(keq lagi jogging)&lt;br /&gt;3. lupa bawa duit waktu mau deposit d bank..&lt;br /&gt;4. lupa bawa passport waktu mau ke sg..&lt;br /&gt;5. lupa bawa duit ke sg..&lt;br /&gt;6. lupa mau beli apa waktu di supermarket..&lt;br /&gt;7. lupa mau ambil barang apa waktu masuk kamar..padahal waktu dari kitchen ke kamar cuman beberapa detik..&lt;br /&gt;8. lupa kalo rubbish bin itu bukan tempat cucian..(bukti menyatakan udah 2 kali gw buang kaos kaki ke dalam tongsampa)]&lt;br /&gt;9. lupa kalo udah sabunan belum?jadi terpaksa sabunan lagi d..&lt;br /&gt;10. lupa beliin barang titipan mama..&lt;br /&gt;11. lupa tempelin prangko waktu kirim surat..(duih yang ini gila d,gw masih pede2an masukin ke dlm kotak pos,terus 5 detik kemudian baru sadar)&lt;br /&gt;12. lupa ambil changenya waktu beli barang..&lt;br /&gt;13. lupa bayar waktu beli barang..&lt;br /&gt;14. lupa nama guru padaal udah 3 tahun di sekolah..&lt;br /&gt;15. lupa kalo barang cc masih ada ditangan g waktu anterin cc ke harbour..(terpaksa minta tolong polisi disono)&lt;br /&gt;16. gini aja keqnya yg paling keren..&lt;br /&gt;17. mungkin gw skrg jg masih lupa klo ada sesuatu yg gw lupa..?&lt;br /&gt;lupa ini lupa itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huey...gw msih 18 tahun nih..pls...gw bukan nenek2..haduh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-116926120120650046?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/116926120120650046/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-116591323206412355</id><published>2006-12-12T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:47:12.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS WHAT??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, what a shock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your careless friend passed most of the exam well.i got 77 on my history(highest mark in class), 75 on maths(phew..),89 on mandarin,85 on my economy and the others are going pass too..isnt it nice? i dont need to face remedy..hehheso for tomorrow im not going to attend class,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Sigh..it'd be so nice if lele was here..i'd hav hanging out with her now..so wish im now at the beach lookin at blue sky..feelin the breeze brushing againts my skin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if EBY(aToy) was readin,juz wanna tell you that u r the 1st person that told me so much bout ur bad side..and also sharing urthoughts wif me..im enjoy chatting wif u..haha..when can we meet? show me some of ur breakdance k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-116591323206412355?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/116591323206412355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=116591323206412355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/116591323206412355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/116591323206412355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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kah??&lt;br /&gt;g udah ngerti sekarnang, banyak org yg stress n bunuh diri itu karena apa... well, salah satu alasannya juga dari orang tua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo emang g sempet minggat dari rumah g rasa juga bukan alternativ yang baik... paling ya quarell ma dia di rumah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yg lebih parah lagi...sebentar lgi dah ujian..g ga yakin bisa top 5 deh...top 10 pun sulit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusing puyeng bad mood, laper, sakit,kesel...semuany dah campur aduk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasany perlu cari temen buat curhat...tp ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-116496317176867231?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/116496317176867231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>going out wiht hermanto's folks the past three days, too bad yoh couldnt make it ytd,&lt;br /&gt;we spent the day from noon till nights at BCS.&lt;br /&gt;Hindra was the last to get on wiht us. we went to settled our'sdinner at Breeks cafe..&lt;br /&gt;well the services is damn good! felt like breeks in batam is better than in sg..and wat is surprising is the founder is from Tj,balai!it was franchise though, nothing so surprise la.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehei got myself a 'wat called noodle' i'd forgot,kind of Kimchi mayb,its soooo spicy htat i couldnt finished it, so shared it wiht everyone..but hermanto eat the most , he's a skinny glotton mah..hoho.&lt;br /&gt;hindra got himself a set of half bbq meat and was really big in sized man..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to me who recommended that..^^.. ah andri got a set of sirloin steak n it looks nice too,hermanto got the most expensive set but he said wasnt delicious..&lt;br /&gt;oyah, one thing really stupid, i was unaware so added salt in my cafecinno, i though it was sugar!its really like one..haiz, so careless..n after that, went arcade to play drum, erm kind of drum(wats do you called 'ku', chinese drum?)..and photo hunt,,cant&lt;br /&gt;imagine 5 of us plus andri's friend together still hard to find the diffrence..&lt;br /&gt;we went back at around nine and went to hindras house settled his stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im near of worries, exam is near soon, and i dont know if i cant pass with good results?i aimed top 5 this semester...hmm is there have any aid of laziness..?&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-116386677241549177?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/116386677241549177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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memories...</title><content type='html'>Again,  it has been so long since last i wrote here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days has been awesome. so maybe this will be a long entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun- 10 sept&lt;br /&gt;erlyz, christina, chrisnerd, wenny,evi, yuliana, rusma,&lt;br /&gt;debby, riana and Me went to a backery school and signed up for the one day backery class.we learned how to make blue forest cake but in the end it is really bad. the person who taught us seem to be prof but donno how it ended us to be like this. maybe becoz she's busy and i felt like they treatened us like kids or somewhat not so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, we know the step and the receipt of the cake. hope next time can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went to bcs and played 'The dares'. Dabby erlys and christina had to dare themselves. its fun and we're so high. we dont care others who saw us like a weirdo..we just laugh out loud and did stupid things...o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus- 14 till 20 sept&lt;br /&gt;was examination days. still going smooth without any burden, it was easy anyway.. i can still watch tv, day dreaming, chatting and so on.. cant thought if i moved to sg, can i still be like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon- 18 sept&lt;br /&gt;sist came back along with her friends..mom seems happy,and i am happy for her too. brought them shopping. nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat date---&lt;br /&gt;mom hired two maid. one is for cleaning, one is for cooking. the cleaning maid is so irritating.. kept telling rubbish to gain our likes, and the cooking maid, i dont really likes her too. her cooking skill is doubtful. they love to watch tv and hanging out..&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus-21 sept&lt;br /&gt;elis came back. bought us many goodies. Parfumes, new clothes, one nokia hp(da type id forgot), mooncake ,etc... brought her to eat mie ayam, and her fav martabak keju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri-22 sept&lt;br /&gt;quarell wif my maid. just becoz of maggie mie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat-23 sept&lt;br /&gt;went to nagoya hill. some shop still currently close, havent all open yet. well, its nice, big enough, some area are copied from sg bugis streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay^^, another place to hangout again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon- 25 sept&lt;br /&gt;been watching a few dvds. art of devil (its violence enough), a love to kill,full house, kim san soon ( korean drama).. and is planning to rent two dvds called, devils wears prada, and princess hours...hmm, shud be good one. speaking those dvd, i recommended kim san soon!! coz i love hyun been,he's handsome  and really funny! i love him...hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues- 26 sept&lt;br /&gt;Okay today I was originally going to catch a movie with my friends but I was uber tired from last night that i became lazy to go to. these few days have been past in a lazy way..sleep eat watch tv ..eat sleep watch tv, hmm.,..kinda a home dweller though,,next day school reopen and im gonna be bored again, study the same boring book,in the old dump boring school, and wiht the boring teacher teaching.. the most i hate is to wake up in the morn with tis lazyness body to wake up. &gt;&lt;.. wont say too much. going to watc h tv again..jya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-115927975881573741?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/115927975881573741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=115927975881573741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/115927975881573741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/115927975881573741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-memories.html' title='Another memories...'/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-115399946018666362</id><published>2006-07-27T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T04:24:53.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;this has been a pretty busy of week. there's been so much things happened lately, and i dont ever had time to blog in.about the holiday journey, i'd spent it in Jakarta.it was my first time came there,fortunately, my friend's relativesare very welcoming, they brought us to the shopping area and drove us home everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;there i found some interesting facts like we could find lots of people eating at the cheap foodstall beside the mainstreet, though it's not so very clean due to the bad air and smoke but theres still many people. sometimes if its crowded, it'll be really hot and humid. we went there too, we ordered fried rice and sate, and yes, it was really delicious!!;p~.i share it with my friend coz itwas in a big portion.and also about the parking, every restaurant in jakarta i'd seen had limited parking area. i dont understand how they still could made it to park their car in the limited parking area when the space is full and if theres had the drivers who want to drove his car out, then they must push their car like playing zig zag in the parking area, till their car can get out from the area. of course they'd leaved the cars clucth free. i'd also seen some driver park their car up on the grass beside parking area which was prohibited..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mall had not much difference compare with singapore.some of them i felt was better and luxurious.we'd been to plaza senayan, senayan square, mega mall, taman anggrek, and wtc mangga dua.at mangga dua the things sold there was quite cheap, we could bargain till half price if we like.well,i'd spent most of my money there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we also went to Dufan, we spent most of the day there and it was really fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the last 3 days we went to the temple at the hills whichthe place name i'd forgot. there we get ourself some kind of reconstruction, or like character building..alot of people from many place also come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;about next year graduation, i wish i could continue my u at SIM, but i heard SIM is quite hard, hm,,,im not confident with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and about new class, im quite satisfied, wish so much i could get a higher marks than before in this semester. this whole new semester i'll going to study as hard as i can. but not sure whether i will forget as fast as i dont realize it at all...so No more cheatsheets, now is where the real memorization needs to start. oh, epi...&lt;!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/15470202-115399946018666362?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/115399946018666362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=115399946018666362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/115399946018666362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/115399946018666362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-backthis-has-been-pretty-busy-of.html' title=''/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-114785717303665633</id><published>2006-05-17T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T02:12:53.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well everythings change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/1600/IMGA1077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i've neglected you again, coz no lineconnection at home till today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was my sister's wedding party at sydney hotel, this is the worse wedding party ive ever been... awkwardness, weirdness, coldest, etc feeling mixed together... well, dont feel to say more bout it..&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i've chAnge my hairstyle to curly hair...^^its costRp650.000,-.. it suits me..evyones said that...nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam is ahead, still havent prepared it! so perhaps this whole month i wont updating blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for holiday place i had choosen one, it's jakarta,bandung, jawa...all around there!!! i will go wiht su, and mlene for about 10 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just this. gtg...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/320/IMGA1077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i love beach!!!....NPM beach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-114785717303665633?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114785717303665633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=114785717303665633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114785717303665633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114785717303665633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-everythings-change.html' title='well everythings change'/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-114631774424906052</id><published>2006-04-29T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:35:44.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hmm,. its been v long since my last posting,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;now , feel like talkin about in-the-school and social qliques..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well, i was belonged to the type of making few group friends in school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;people who know me think i am mature, friendly and cheerful, but actually deep down in my heart there is a .., maybe a knot that i cant untie, especially when i hav to facing problems..i liked being with them as to together going to canteen and so on, i was such a popular student in the school and it was the upper happines when i was in the firts year of high school, perhaps becoz never being lonely made me hope things could go back when i was surrounded witht those friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;well, guess what im trying to say now is that school is not very meaningful as it does last time, right now, few of my best pals has left me, i am quite alone, haizz, y am i still thinking of my friends.,i hav no time to bother bout this n shouldnt even bother bout this anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sometimes i laugh at my self for being such a fool, such a time waster, and a childish who is neva being mature, i cant imagine what i'll be and what shuld i do if i hav graduate in this high school, i wish i wouldnt be a such time waster ifi have a chance to move to singapore,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*sighs as she was typing the blog now*....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;well yesteda is my second bro b'day, ^^ i didnt buy any present for him since nothing interested me to buy for him, wat he needs and wants has already hav, like mp4,laptop,hp,nice outfits( he had already own it but seldom wear), and i think wat i must do to celebrates his bday is to be more kind and polite to him, shulnt always picking up at him and be&lt;br /&gt;more tolerate to him than i had always used to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aniway , it's natural to have a little sibling rivalry , but sometimes ours is getting way out of control..hihi...i really do live him, love all my siblings and of course my parents and my self!&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/15470202-114631774424906052?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114631774424906052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=114631774424906052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114631774424906052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114631774424906052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-114390032870700019</id><published>2006-04-01T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T07:24:16.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/1600/playing.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness,joy,relaxing, n exploring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wednesday i went to a reunion of our class /1c at Nongsa Point Marina Resort..&lt;br /&gt;so fun, cant forgot it. All friends got a liltle wild, they were juicing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing cards , that we called "tepuk nyamuk" is just so exciting..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse i wont forgot to took pictures of it, and still alot more pictures of there... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/320/1c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/320/playing.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/320/Summer1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i didnt feel well, but its just so excited that makes me feels energized..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were played until midnight and i just rest aside till fell at slept, and atleast cant sleep due to their noisy voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly ,i did think them as a selfish one, especially one of my friends, my "xbest friend",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month jessie bro's is having birthday party at his house , and im supposed to be there, we deciced to spent the night at her house, ^^.it sounds like will be fun&lt;br /&gt;( at least i hope it will be )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, march is over and heres comes april...april mop...~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-114390032870700019?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114390032870700019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=114390032870700019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114390032870700019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114390032870700019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/04/yeah-happinessjoyrelaxing-n-exploring.html' title=''/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-114330078309116625</id><published>2006-03-25T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T07:33:03.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/rain.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be warm and sexy. Or cold and unwelcoming.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you slowly bring out the beauty around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 38% Addicted to Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/addicted-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it, you're a little addicted to love.&lt;br /&gt;You won't do anything for love, but sometimes you do more than you should.&lt;br /&gt;No one's worth losing your head for - because in the end you'll only lose your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Don't avoid falling in love. Just make sure you don't get too hooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/"&gt;Are You Addicted to Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Japanese name is &lt;b&gt;Akane  Akechi&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/721/"&gt;Take The Original Japanese Name Generator by Shu today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/"&gt;Name Generator Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-114330078309116625?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114330078309116625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=114330078309116625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114330078309116625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114330078309116625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/03/slow-and-steady-your-friends-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-114268758067510822</id><published>2006-03-18T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T06:41:44.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;oh blog, im so sorry i've neglected you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;But i've been so busy. Yesterday we are preparing for our english teacher birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;n  it was just the only me who got so busy to preparing the stuff and collecting money to buy birthday cake n etc..but its okay, i think it's worth it. I hope he would like it and feel happy, coz he was alone at here, he has no siblings and parents to be with, also he's too old to be teaching as a freelance tutor,i think so. He's 54th this year. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Anyway, the small party is fun in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;, although i do hope that the party could be more interesting, but u know, not every person hav the same thinking with yours, some of them are quite selfish and petty, den dun think that we shuld celebrates on his birthday, but anyway ,i do. well, i think i've lost around 3 pounds since when i have a cold for the last couple of weeks, but its easier for me to gained poundscoz im a skinny glotton,i love to eat and sleep, therefor my tummy is getting bigger and bigger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last tues and wednesday, i went to sg visit my sister, due her's dog got an accident, so she asked me to accompany her that she was sosad, i thought it was going to be a lil fun like we can go shop and talk wogether since we havent meet each other for a long time, but its not like how i think it.but at least she got bring me to shop for a while. she bought an ipod to us, exactly its to my bro, 30g mp4 le!^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And the last i also met with my 2nd sister bf, and it was so coincidence that we tought he wasnt there,but hes came back from his work. anyway, likes wat my sister said, he's 25th already but still looks childish...^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;below is my photo taken at KTM resort when Feb's birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/320/ktmwelcome.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/320/blog%20KTM.2.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the villa is beautiful, the walls are thick dark wood, and the balcony is next to this beautiful scenary which is the place i took this pic, but unfortunately the room is not very spacious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-114268758067510822?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114268758067510822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=114268758067510822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114268758067510822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114268758067510822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-blog-im-so-sorry-ive-neglected-you.html' title=''/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-114070808081578217</id><published>2006-02-23T06:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T07:11:29.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...time move so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;....*o*...yawns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was supposed to be laying on my bed, fell lil sleepy but still continue to blogging, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;phew, jus came back from my agency model, quicky change my clothes to pyjamas and then i was here, checking mail that supposed to hav one mail inside, but theres nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;looks like i must having a bad time now at school, since i dun like my boring new class and also those friends, most importantly, all my schoolbud were at sience class, they seldom and even never visit me here at social class, feel sad? yeah, a lil..., sad coz dun believe the truth that they bear to leave me at here, never visit me just for only once, never sms me coz their money was juzt for agille or sms-ing with their friends who used to important to them ... though i was a good-for-nothing friends to them , ...well its realy hard to believe that sometimes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, one two three, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;forget all the bad and just thinks the good ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just now, at my agency model, saw a friend sitting alone while holding her cellphone, looks like she was waiting a call or sms ,den sudden she smiled n talked to me, i forgot how comes we open a topic to talk and whos goes firts to talk,but who cares...hehe, well so i sitting down beside her and starts bla bla bla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;while talking to each we find that we were very clik eventhough she's an indo, and im indo chines, she talks more that me, and thats seldom happened to me, whenever i got a new friends, always me who get starts talking and opened up more stuff than others, i think she'll be my closefriends if we can gets throuh like that, but just felt that she's a lil too high, and ah, a bit to rude, she like to sudden pokes or pops up to you, and smile like very happy,and thats i dun like it v much, coz i tink to be with that kind of person shuld be aware..dont u think so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for nect two days, tommolo ,maybe go to jogging n played badminton with friends at sukajadi. and at sat, will attent to my friends birthday party at KTM beach plus villas,,YEAH, coolz, could relax some more and hav fun more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah, gtg, must wake up at the morn and goto the boring school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-114070808081578217?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114070808081578217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=114070808081578217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114070808081578217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114070808081578217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-114027528309493479</id><published>2006-02-18T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T06:46:20.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day reports^^</title><content type='html'>hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello bluoooQ~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;today is...saturday, a relaxing and suprising day, y suprise? coz it's the first time i went jogging and playing badminton but the hall has all fulled plus the day was not v supported too coz its been raining...&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then what can we do is jus waiting the rain to stop..finally, mayb the god didnt want me become sad so after few minutes, the rain really stop, then we decided to go sukajadi for badminton...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;there we saw raibow...^^ want to capture it but hp cam is too lousy, cant cap so bright things lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;then then...emm talking bout yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i'v forgotten ler...mayb nothing special lor..^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;all that i remembered is my mom went sg but got nothing to give me..^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and...em last wednesday was my friends birthday party at pizza hut... he treat some of his friends including me inside, there i just had a small chit chat with some friends i just knonw(my friend's sister and others)and then just eat22 and eat... so i think its like makan reunion than birthday party lor..becoz it's really cold, they takl to their each and leave us besides, bopian lar, i dont know bagio friends what...so its ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh yeah, i hav a nice story got it from Fs...a sad story wor...enjoy ar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It had been raining for more than a week, so muchrain it made everyday seemed so restless andgloomy. She called and said she was coming up. Itwas the third time she came up to see me that week. Icarried her excuse of why she came all the way hereand went to meet her at the nearby seven-eleven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;She was standing there alone, carrying her red umbrella.Her friend had dropped her off. It was raining and shewas shivering. She looked weak and fragile in theharsh rain, wearing not enough to keep her warm. Iwalked up to her and said, "You shouldn't come seeme anymore," and stuff like how we shouldn't betogether. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;She said, "I miss you." I told hercoldly, "Lets go, I'll take you home." She did not openup her umbrella, I knew she wanted to share mine. Isaid, "Open up your umbrella, let's go." Unwillingly,She opened up her umbrella and walked with me tothe car. She said she hadn't eat lunch or dinner andasked if we could stop at some place to eat. Rightaway I answered with a stoned heart, "No!"Disappointed, she asked me to take her to the trainstation, she said she would take the train back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Maybe it was the rain, all the trains were full of peoplewith umbrellas and suit cases who were eager to gethome, not caring about who just passed by. Wewaited and waited, she looked at me innocently. Beingtogether for so long, of course I knew what shemeant. I understand how she must feel when shecame all this way here in this kind of weather and Itreat her like this. With her soft eyes staring at me, Ifelt guilt and wanted to let her stay for the night. Butreality struck again, I said to her coldly, "Let's go trythe other train station." We were living in the sameapartment building, on the same floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Back thenthere were four of us, and we got along well. Wewould always eat dinner together, watch movies, andsometimes go camping. We were more like a family,but I didn't know I would end up falling in love with theonly girl of the four. Maybe it was during the last yearof college, having living together for two years, wedeveloped deep feelings for each other. After shegraduated she went back home, and I stayed for onemore year to finish school. During that year I wasonly able to take the train down to see her onholidays, but never for long. That was how we kept thetreasured relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We were walking along theside of the road. She was in front of me and I wasright behind her. Her umbrella had a broken spoke.She looked liked a wounded soldier, carrying herrusted rifle walking weakly. Many times, she was toointo thinking or whatever she was doing, drifting offthe road, she almost got hit by the cars passing by. Iwanted to just take her in my arms, but with the love Ihad for her and the constant pain in my stomach, Idid nothing. On the way, we passed by the parkwhere we use to always go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;She begged andsaid, "Lets go in the park just for a little while please, Ipromise I'll go home right after this." With herbegging, my cold heart softened, but I still put up anannoyed face and walked in the park. I was just sittingon the benches looking like I wanted to leave. Shewent to the big oak tree and she was looking forsomething. I knew she was looking for what we wroteon that tree with a silver ink pen half a year ago. If Iremember it right, it said, "Chris and Susan was here,Chris had tea and Susan was drinking hot chocolate.Hope Chris and Susan would always remember thisday, always loving each other, forever." She waslooking around for quite a while, then she came backslowly with tears on her face.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Chris, I can't find it, it's not thereanymore." I felt so sour inside, there was a stream ofpain, flowing into my heart, the kind of pain I've neverfelt before. But all I could do was pretend I didn't care,and said, "Can we go now?" I opened up my bigblack umbrella, she was just standing there, didn'twant to leave yet, hoping there was still a chance. Shesaid, "You made up the story of you and that othergirl didn't you? I know I frustrate you sometimes, butI'll change, can't we start over?" I didn't say a word,just looked down and shook my head. After that wejust kept on walking towards the train station, didn'tsay a word to each other. Four years ago, the doctorsaid I had cancer, but it was found early, so it was stillcurable. Thinking that it was okay, I started living mynormal life again, and even forgot about the cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ididn't think about the cancer again and did not goback to the doctor. Until a month ago, mystomach was hurting for two weeks straight, and thenightmare awakened me again. First I thought thepain would go away, but it grew stronger until to thepoint that I couldn't take it anymore. I went back to thedoctor and took an X-ray. The picture came out andthere was a big black spot, which proved the truth thatI did not want to believe. I was at the most glitteringpart of my life, but it was coming to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I wantedmyself and the people around me to go through theleast pain possible, so I decided to commit suicide.But I couldn't let people find out about my intentions,especially Susan, the person I love the most in thiswhole world, who still doesn't know about the truth.Susan was still young, she shouldn't have to gothrough this. So I made up some stories and lied toher. It was a cruel thing to do, and it broke her heart,but it was the fastest way to wipe out three years'sfeelings. I didn't have much time, because I wouldsoon start to loose hair and she would find outeventually. But now I'm close to succeeding, thisdrama would soon be over. Thirty minutes more thiswould all come to an end, that was what I had in mind.The train had stopped running so I called a taxi forher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We were just standing there, waiting, loosing ourlast moments in silence. I saw the taxi from far away, Iheld my tears and said to her, "Take care of yourself,take good care of yourself." She didn't talk, justnodded lightly, and then opened up her misshapedumbrella and stepped out on the street. Out in therain, we became two single life forms, one red, oneblack, so far away from each other. I opened the doorfor her and she got in, then I close the gate that wouldseparate me from her forever. I stood by the car,staring in the dark window, at the first love in my life,also the last one, walking out of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The carstarted, driving into the street. Finally I couldn't holdmy sorrow and the twist in my heart any longer,waving my arms rapidly chasing after the taxi,because I knew, this would be the last time I see her.I wanted to tell her I still love her, I wanted to tell her tostay, I wanted to tell her so much, but the taxi hadalready turned in the corner. Warm tears kept fallingdown my face, blended with the cold rain drops. I wascold, not because of the rain. I was cold inside. Sheleft, and I didn't get anymore of her phone calls evenuntil today. I know she didn't see my tears, becausethey were washed away by the rain. I left withoutregrets. But I'm not Chris, I'm that girl Susan, usingmy memory, and his diary I found after one yearsince he left, writing downthese last words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how are ur feeling after read? really sad ho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hmm like reached to the end liaw, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;anyway gtg...it's late and i need to wake up at morn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, last but not least&lt;br /&gt;this is mah idol photo...zheng yuan chang!!!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/121/1373/320/3144%5B1%5D.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470202-114027528309493479?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/114027528309493479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=114027528309493479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114027528309493479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/114027528309493479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-day-reports.html' title='last day reports^^'/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470202.post-113975492112416583</id><published>2006-02-12T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T07:00:03.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesteday n todayposting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wah hari ini dan kemarin super sibuk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, below this is the list of activity that i've done start from last few days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;dont really remember much of it, but this day i'd ponten my tuition class since i need to hav a shoot for the competition of tren mode 2006...(kind of modelling)sewaktu pulang dari rumah, langsung makan mandi, buat pr BHS( karena bsk hrs kumpul), trus langsung pergi ke megamall, wuih, semuanya keburu buru gitu, karena gw rencananya ga mau ponten les gw, ( minggu lalu udah gak les karena ketiduran !!!) , jadi g buru buru minta fotographer nya cepat2, jadi hasilnya kurangmemuaskan, g emang ga photogenic koq, abis itu pilih 2 photo, (yang lainnya masih ada di studio) , trus selesai deh!nah, setelah itu baru sadar kalo udah lewat jam 4(jam les) jadi telat, so malez bgt mau pergi...abis jauh sih,so, g jalan2 di mega mall...enak juga, banyak yang bisa di lihat , trus karena ada dikit laper, jadi g ke toko favorit ku di megamal, nama tokonya waffletown, udah jelas kan jual nya waffle! heheh, emm, lalu baru ke lantai dua jalan2, di sana ketemu satu baju yang lumayan bagus, g rencana mau beli buattemen g yang tanggal 15 ultah(deket bgt yah sama valentin day? g kira dia boong pertama kalinya)lalu, karena ingat ada temen yang janji mau nrraktirin makan jadi g sms deh, kira2 15 min gitu, temen g datang, jadikita ke Es teller mam2 deh, setelah itu,waktu di tengah jalan....g pengen ke KTM ( pantai di tanjung pinggir ) , bukan karena romance gitu berduaan ma temen, itukarena besok sabtu ada acara bbq disono, jadi g pengen tau jalannya, biar nanti pergi sendirian ga kesesat( g emang pelupa punya )ga taunya baru tiba di tiban permai gitu, udah ampir jam 9, karena udah agak capek, dan rasanya g udah recall jalannya, jadi kita pulang balik ke nagoya, baru antar temen g pulang deh...eh sebelum itu kita ada ke BCS untuk mendaftar lomba tren mode, disana ketemu harry dan pacar nya..heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;END OF FRIDAY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;wah, juga capek!lihat baru pulang, makan, mandi, rencananya mau online, tapi malah di panggil papabuat ambil pas photo yang dia ketinggalan, lalu mama pulang dari singapore, jadi g mesti jemput deh, ga tau nya malah udah jam 4, gak sempet online lagi deh, trus les ampe jam 5.30, pergi sewa komik ampe jam 6, tiba di rumah makan segala macem, jam tujuh, pergi poto shoot lagi ampe jam 8 gitu, abnis pulang cuci muka, tiba tiba papa pengaenmakan bubur abalone yang kemarin malam g juga masakin, jadi ya makasin, ada sedikit terpaksa sih...hehetrus baru sekarang deh , online, padahal ga pengen online sih, karena mata udah capek dan ngantuk, baddan udah no BATT, hehe...tapi karena takut lupa apa yang telah terjadi , so ngeblog deh...ehehehhe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF SATURDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;menyedihkan&lt;/span&gt;, ga meang dlm competition, juga kalah dalam busana, hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;abis kan mreka yang bilang pake baju casual/santai, mana tau rata2 semua peserta make nya norak dan ngejreng banget! udah dari make up, hair style , accesories ya...huih...pokokny banyak deh..!sedih d...&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;td ada pengamat model yang nanya g apa tertarik sama agency model mereka, agency mereka itu visio, di deket citra indah. bingung sih, habis g kan udah di shilloutte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;jadi teringat ma kata temen g, jangan pikirkan duit, ikuti dengan apa yang kita seneng...bukan dilihat karena duit...&gt;&lt;..agency ini bakal launching bulan maret...jadi mau ikutan ga ya?? g kan termasuk freelance model...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hahaha...Lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ok giitu aja...gtg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/15470202-113975492112416583?l=necochan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/feeds/113975492112416583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470202&amp;postID=113975492112416583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/113975492112416583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470202/posts/default/113975492112416583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://necochan.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesteday-n-todayposting.html' title='yesteday n todayposting'/><author><name>daydreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05362444463960973413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
