<?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-5030766720346471064</id><updated>2011-11-13T21:24:47.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cheerful Little Guy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-5841986721345936528</id><published>2011-11-13T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:24:47.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver</title><content type='html'>Hey people. I just came back from Vancouver yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;And oh hell yeah. Have a freaking good time there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I went to Vancouver last friday.&lt;br /&gt;Which is remembrance day in Canada.November 11 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with my highschool mate Gina. And basically met her friends too.&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, just when I thought I'm the kindest human being. &lt;br /&gt;There is even FREAKING MORE KINDER then me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the example was, we were all hanging out together, and &lt;br /&gt;to go from here to there. We basically took sky train and there only &lt;br /&gt;a seat left, since others are occupied. And everyone was just too kind man,&lt;br /&gt;everyone is giving the seat to others and in the end. No one was sitting on&lt;br /&gt;an empty chair. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ate such great food. Was planning to go all you can eat japanese/korean food,&lt;br /&gt;but it was close, so we went to eat steak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brKCAJg7vkE/TsCk8tE6TrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eeFL6Xl_AZ8/s1600/IMG_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brKCAJg7vkE/TsCk8tE6TrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eeFL6Xl_AZ8/s320/IMG_1314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674716893286125234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for that blur photo. Iphone 3Gs camera pixel sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hcGcfd1Dm3I/TsClJwCwOlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jhBMCAk0iEo/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hcGcfd1Dm3I/TsClJwCwOlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jhBMCAk0iEo/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674717117420681810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night time, James (Gina bro) took me to a house party and drink.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, so much hot ladies and the drinks was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Chivas / Black Label with Greentea. &lt;br /&gt;There is more but couldn't remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wEctTHYimQY/TsClunQrHsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OvM30ZEMZ8w/s1600/316822_2360114376268_1652575295_2200007_1935416379_n.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/-wEctTHYimQY/TsClunQrHsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OvM30ZEMZ8w/s320/316822_2360114376268_1652575295_2200007_1935416379_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674717750718308034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who is the most good looking is him. (Haha, best identification)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQjv0B1cV7I/TsCl9itTm6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/PCwnJagOBRQ/s1600/316822_2360114216264_1652575295_2200004_904057527_n.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/-hQjv0B1cV7I/TsCl9itTm6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/PCwnJagOBRQ/s320/316822_2360114216264_1652575295_2200004_904057527_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674718007194262434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fTkAJbjYsA/TsCmE3Ffr7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/42AKLMewoDA/s1600/316822_2360114336267_1652575295_2200006_1381476854_n.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/-0fTkAJbjYsA/TsCmE3Ffr7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/42AKLMewoDA/s320/316822_2360114336267_1652575295_2200006_1381476854_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674718132923510706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-5841986721345936528?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5841986721345936528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/11/vancouver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5841986721345936528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5841986721345936528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/11/vancouver.html' title='Vancouver'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brKCAJg7vkE/TsCk8tE6TrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eeFL6Xl_AZ8/s72-c/IMG_1314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-6745835831485150864</id><published>2011-10-28T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T14:55:42.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro's</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys, and girls, or ladies and gentleman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you holding up? Is life treating good?&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine, still trying catch up on things I miss in college.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, missing one or two class, and did not study the material &lt;br /&gt;put me on the bad side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering is hard course, that I can guaranteed, but I guess&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to give up now, since that's the only major that &lt;br /&gt;spark my interest.Wish my luck =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I was gonna talk about bro's. Man, how much i miss my bro's.&lt;br /&gt;My dictionary of bro's does not mean same blood brother. &lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's right, it mean brother from another mother. &lt;br /&gt;Currently, all my bro's are in different country now, &lt;br /&gt;studying their ass off in each University. (UK, US, Canada,Aussie)&lt;br /&gt;What we did together in the past are just priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nk5GTS-WpT8/TqskwciLh1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4MLDzc1R7xg/s1600/Bro%2527s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nk5GTS-WpT8/TqskwciLh1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4MLDzc1R7xg/s320/Bro%2527s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668664970687776594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have bro's or sis's(I'm not sure that girl will use that) in out life,&lt;br /&gt;treasured them when you found them, and try not break off the ties together if&lt;br /&gt;something doesn't go you thought it would be. Living off in this world, without&lt;br /&gt;bro's and someone you treasured is a cruel thing, and depressing. &lt;br /&gt;So if you have one, and you're doing no shit right now, call them, ask them to hang out somewhere. Treasured it while you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-6745835831485150864?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6745835831485150864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/10/bros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/6745835831485150864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/6745835831485150864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/10/bros.html' title='Bro&apos;s'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nk5GTS-WpT8/TqskwciLh1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/4MLDzc1R7xg/s72-c/Bro%2527s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-7283966902872991761</id><published>2011-10-11T01:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T01:38:54.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup !</title><content type='html'>Hey Bitches! How ya doing ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I was looking through my old post &lt;br /&gt;and I was just amaze on how ridiculous &lt;br /&gt;I was in the past. Like around 15 years old?&lt;br /&gt;My english was seriously bullshit, but when I was&lt;br /&gt;15 I thought I was good.&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;"cause inside of me have a fire"&lt;br /&gt;-Wtf, why can't I just say because some bitchass mother fucker lit an furious fire inside me?&lt;br /&gt;"but sometimes..it feels like im just a rubish on the floor to you."&lt;br /&gt;-Once a while, I feel like a nickel to you.（Simple,Easy)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, looking back in the past, &lt;br /&gt;make's me proud on how much I have changed &lt;br /&gt;for the past 3 years? Or if you want a little bit&lt;br /&gt;more precise is probably 2 and a half year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, I watched meet the in-laws today. &lt;br /&gt;Its a korean movie, and it's REALLY HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, so many funny moments in it.&lt;br /&gt;Basically the story revolves around this couple,&lt;br /&gt;where two of them are from different province in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;And two province hated each other so MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Similar to Romeo and Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;And so, the movie shows their adventure and challenge's that comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://webucks.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Meet-the-In-laws-2011-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 900px; height: 1282px;" src="http://webucks.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Meet-the-In-laws-2011-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't want to be spoiler, so if you're interested,&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you go watch it. It's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another movie that definitely in my MUSTWATCHLIST &lt;br /&gt;is "那些年，我們一起追的女孩". It look really good and have&lt;br /&gt;a really HIGH rating. I think the name in english is &lt;br /&gt;"You are the apple of my eye".&lt;br /&gt;It's movie date was August 20, 2011. (I think)&lt;br /&gt;Which is like 1 and a half month ago, &lt;br /&gt;which is suppose to be able to watch it through the internet&lt;br /&gt;by now, which somehow it's not happening, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.eimg.com.tw/d/alb/62/296762.300.jpg?ver=1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://i.eimg.com.tw/d/alb/62/296762.300.jpg?ver=1" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you know, normally chinese movie, once it is broadcast,&lt;br /&gt;we can probably download it off from internet 2 to 3 weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;Which is good in someway, and bad in some way. &lt;br /&gt;But damn, I wonder when will it be out. Can't wait. SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm out of things to tell. See you next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If the picture is too small, I apologize, I can't find a good one, or I'm just lazy. Ha.ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7283966902872991761?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7283966902872991761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/10/sup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7283966902872991761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7283966902872991761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/10/sup.html' title='Sup !'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-8521171285181994910</id><published>2011-09-05T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T18:53:22.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys or blog. How are you? Looks like it's been ages since i post something here...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I wrote something about I wonder where will I be next year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, is already 'next year' and here I am. CANADA!&lt;br /&gt;To be specific, I'm in Comox, British Columbia, Canada. &lt;br /&gt;Was a little disappointed with how small this place is though,&lt;br /&gt;really want to be in Vancouver but I guess if I want to be there,&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta work my ass off for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently studying Engineering Transfer Program here. &lt;br /&gt;So basically, taking the first year in a college, and once its over,&lt;br /&gt;I'll move to University. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....damn, I just got my time schedule, and it's so BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;It's like at least 3 class a day. FML =.=&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, if I'm doing Engineering, I gotta work hard, don't always bitch about how suck my life is now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, so yeah, I took picture of myself, to show you (blog) how sexy I become. &lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA, fuck, I'm still fucking thin, seriously, I want have some meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302315_2403373369875_1417344792_32883363_7260518_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 703px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302315_2403373369875_1417344792_32883363_7260518_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.................yup, that's pretty much it, if I have anything else, I'll be back! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-8521171285181994910?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8521171285181994910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/09/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/8521171285181994910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/8521171285181994910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/09/hey.html' title='HEY!'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-2216263660890595862</id><published>2011-02-27T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:56:07.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not give up till she say no!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry for my previous post. I was pissed off for some reason. (Can't tell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my music? Is it good? Well, I been listen it and repeating for really lots and lots of time. These song are just classic! =D It calm my heart at some point, makes me think then just trowing tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so as you see. I'm in love, or maybe have a crush on someone. But somehow her heart belong to someone else. Its pretty depressing actually, but it does not belong to someone else as a legit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I been having a chat with my brain and my heart. I was thinking, so what if she likes someone else, it does not mean I have no chance at all. It shows that I have to try harder! She stay pretty far away, really far away. I'm living in Shanghai and she is in Malaysia. However, I'm graduating soon =). Like in 3 months time! Once I graduate I'll come back Msia for summer holiday and it probably last for half a year so its not so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the mean time, I'm gonna take my time to know her through the internet and when I'm back, who knows....probably gonna hang out with her and then confess to her. If I got rejected then its too bad I guess. Gotta move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think? hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;Well.....this blog is dead so I'm pretty much talking to blogspot. &lt;br /&gt;haha...alright...&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to sleep, I have like english essay and environment system and society essay due tomorrow and I didn't do shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK! on both =)&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-2216263660890595862?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2216263660890595862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-do-not-give-up-till-she-say-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/2216263660890595862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/2216263660890595862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-do-not-give-up-till-she-say-no.html' title='I do not give up till she say no!'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-3205870501167094380</id><published>2011-02-24T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:33:45.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#$*(</title><content type='html'>MAHAI! DAMN SOHAI! ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE I USE SOHAI FOUL LANGUAGE AND NOW THIS IS THE FIRST TIME IM SO PISSED OFF. WHAT AM I TO YOU? A GUY WHO TALK A FEW WORDS AND THEN IGNORE ? WTF? THEN WHO AM I TALKING TO? A MINUTE YOU ARE A GIRL AND LATER IM TALKING TO A WALL????? MAHAI!!!!!!!!!@#$%^&amp;*()#$&amp;*(#*(#*($  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOHAI PUKIMAK BABI CIBAI DIU NI LA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..i feel better..thanks blogspot for letting me express out my anger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-3205870501167094380?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3205870501167094380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/3205870501167094380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/3205870501167094380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='#$*('/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-9030366512205077972</id><published>2011-02-24T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T07:12:56.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Night Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju7n9m92lm8/TWZz1VLfXlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JiaVVgU4tzc/s1600/night-sky-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju7n9m92lm8/TWZz1VLfXlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JiaVVgU4tzc/s320/night-sky-copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577272548600536658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Guys, I just wanted to confess or something similar. I found a goal that I would like to achieve in the future. What is it? Well, by the picture up there that is pretty obvious. Wouldn't be nice have a bunch of close friends or maybe your love one find a spot under the night sky and start drinking and start talking heart to heart words? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What heart to heart words? I dunno, how about with friends you can start being really honest and talk what stress you out this week any thing interesting happened? I dunno, as long you get to talk it out is something similar to a sinful human going to church confess and ask for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But couldn't really find someone to do that with me, here in Shanghai there's a lot of close friends but they just don't drink. Maybe we're still young but teenager life is the most stressful time out of all age(stages).(Hope my theory is right. Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's still time to come! I'm still 17 man, there's still a lot of time for me. =D....(convincing myself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-9030366512205077972?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9030366512205077972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/under-night-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/9030366512205077972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/9030366512205077972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/under-night-sky.html' title='Under the Night Sky'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju7n9m92lm8/TWZz1VLfXlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JiaVVgU4tzc/s72-c/night-sky-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-2075911830272319211</id><published>2011-02-22T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T03:54:54.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad, I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry dad, I'm not a brave man. So, I only can write it down here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime it hurts me so much because of the amount of fee my dad have to pay for me to continue my further study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the place I'm applying cost like buying a clothes full of diamonds. Sorry dad, I promise to work hard so I can pay you back! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your support. I'm really grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-2075911830272319211?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2075911830272319211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/dad-im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/2075911830272319211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/2075911830272319211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/dad-im-sorry.html' title='Dad, I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-627936196983906335</id><published>2011-02-22T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T03:16:42.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle out of no where</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAJDebKYcO4/TWOXon54VVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/KO1IYNn5xA8/s1600/6a00e54fa8abf788330120a58c2f26970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAJDebKYcO4/TWOXon54VVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/KO1IYNn5xA8/s320/6a00e54fa8abf788330120a58c2f26970c-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576467487777117522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, all I can see is that plain empty desert. And with my shocking expression I look at the taxi drive, all I can hear is " Ei，I think I drive to the wrong road, but I can bring u back. Pay up RMB 10k and I'm ready to go." All I did was showing him middle finger and step out of the taxi. And then the nightmare starts~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching and calling out for anyone! Just anyone would do. But it was a complete failure. I was pretty dehydrated that time, and when I look up, Vulture were flying around me "waiting". All I can do is try to find water, any "type" of water would do! Water from a cactus or ANYTHING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there not a single drop of water around me, and I've given up hope on myself and my heard start slowly slowly falling to the ground with the last image of a person and ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in a pitch black room and without a second doubt! Holy Shit! Glad to be alive : )!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-627936196983906335?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/627936196983906335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/middle-out-of-no-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/627936196983906335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/627936196983906335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/middle-out-of-no-where.html' title='Middle out of no where'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAJDebKYcO4/TWOXon54VVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/KO1IYNn5xA8/s72-c/6a00e54fa8abf788330120a58c2f26970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-6355276704657800818</id><published>2011-02-20T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T02:55:55.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerful Little Guy is in Love~</title><content type='html'>Hey my dead blog, whatsup =D. &lt;br /&gt;Guess what... I'm in love .....again. But I'm in love with someone I have no idea what the results may be. So basically I'm in love with someone that I do not have confident of being a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found something interesting though. Why am I always fall in love with someone which their name start with J. ( J.V, J.K, Jan.T, Julia, and Jee.Tan ) Weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh....well...I told you guys my secret! And I'll stop here. Bye =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-6355276704657800818?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6355276704657800818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheerful-little-guy-is-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/6355276704657800818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/6355276704657800818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheerful-little-guy-is-in-love.html' title='Cheerful Little Guy is in Love~'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-8257332590702745624</id><published>2011-02-17T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:10:12.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha =D</title><content type='html'>A man is in the market for a used motorcycle and wanted a nice big hog. So he's shopping around, and not having much luck. One day he comes across a beautiful classic Harley with a FOR SALE sign on it. Upon inspection, he is amazed to find the bike in mint condition. He inquires about it with the owner, "This bike is beautiful! I'll take it. But you gotta tell me how you keep it in such good shape."&lt;br /&gt;"Well," says the seller, "it's pretty simple. Just make sure that if the bike is outside and it's going to rain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It protects it from the rain. In fact, since you're buying the bike I won't need my tube of Vaseline anymore. Here, you can have it." and he hands him the Vaseline.&lt;br /&gt;So the fellow buys the bike and takes it to show his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;That night, they ride over to her parents house whom he had never met but he thought it would make a good impression. When the couple gets to the house, the girlfriend grabs her boyfriend's arm. "Honey," she says, "I gotta tell you something about my parents before we go in. When we eat dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes."&lt;br /&gt;"No problem," he says. And in they go. The boyfriend is astounded. Right smack in the middle of the living room is a huge stack of dirty dishes. In the family room, another huge stack of dishes. Piled up the stairs, dirty dishes. In fact, everywhere he looks, dirty dishes. They sit down to dinner and, sure enough, no one says a word.&lt;br /&gt;As dinner progresses, the boyfriend decides to take advantage of the situation. So he leans over and kisses his girlfriend. No one says a word. So he decides to reach over and fondle her breasts. He looks at her parents, but still they keep quiet. So he stands up, grabs his girlfriend, strips her naked, and they make love right on the dinner table. Still, no one says a word.&lt;br /&gt;Her Mom's kinda cute. he thinks. So he grabs his girlfriend's Mom and has his way with her...right there on the dinner table. Again, total silence!&lt;br /&gt;Then, a few raindrops hit the window and the boyfriend realizes it's starting to rain. He figures he'd better take care of the motorcycle, so he pulls the Vaseline from his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;At that the father jumps up and shouts, "All right, all right! I'll do the damn dishes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-8257332590702745624?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8257332590702745624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/haha-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/8257332590702745624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/8257332590702745624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/02/haha-d.html' title='Haha =D'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-7763044806579377486</id><published>2011-01-05T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:28:56.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From a Cheerful little Guy : Time passes like a blink of an eye~ =)</title><content type='html'>Well, before I start saying anything. Let me warn that my grammar aren't good, so if any English speaker out there got pissed off for my crappy english. I apologize. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is been a really long time since I update my blog, well, no one really browse my blog anyway but still, who ever out there reading it right now, hope you will be entertain because I am quite bored right now, so trying to entertain myself right now. Haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the grownups or teenager that just graduate from high school, have you guys ever wonder how fast time pass ? Man, I still remember the time where when I was 13 years old and wonder what will I become, where will I be, how do my appearance look like, and hows my companions is when I turn 17 or 18. Well, is pretty amazing how things turn out. Right now I'm 17 so basically 4 years ago, I am a normal looking boy at the age of 13, my status: A student in Sekolah Tok Sira, just having few friends (pretty depressing), staying in Kuantan, Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, is amazing how my life have changed, Now I'm currently a students in a British International school in Shanghai, I have a bunch of friends, people from Taiwan, people from Korea, people from Thai, people from Hong Kong, people from Australia, Singapore, America and many many more. And going to graduate from the school soon, and who knows maybe in 8 months time, I will probably be in Canada, America or even Japan furthering my study in a University, doing things that will fascinate me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I saw some of the old picture when I was like 8 to 10 years old in Puay Chai 2 in facebook, after browsing some of the picture, it just feel nostalgic and I really wanted go back to the time when I was 8 or 10, but is impossible, and we all have to keep moving forward. Many of my old friends are having reunion, but too bad, I wasn't able to be there. For once I just want to see how my friends have changed, and also let them see how much I changed. Haha..I sound like a douchebag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just want to say that, life is unpredictable, keep moving forward and savor all the time you got right now, don't waste it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy 2011 everyone, hope this year is gonna be greater then 2010 !! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am gonna to start thinking what I will become when I finish my University so basically another ermm 3 to 4 years? Ok! How I will turn out to be when I am 21 ?hmm curious...............................&lt;br /&gt;Here me in 6 of January 2011 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/TSScDKYutNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iiyG1z9Ou-U/s1600/05012011517.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/_SmMLYpBgV5w/TSScDKYutNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iiyG1z9Ou-U/s320/05012011517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739418223654098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7763044806579377486?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7763044806579377486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-cheerful-little-guy-time-passes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7763044806579377486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7763044806579377486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-cheerful-little-guy-time-passes.html' title='From a Cheerful little Guy : Time passes like a blink of an eye~ =)'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/TSScDKYutNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iiyG1z9Ou-U/s72-c/05012011517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-3586509637992647704</id><published>2010-07-01T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:58:19.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>好累</title><content type='html'>Summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is great..Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Intense Homework&lt;br /&gt;- Intense Stress&lt;br /&gt;- Intense school &lt;br /&gt;- Intense School hour&lt;br /&gt;- Intense IB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that I regret....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really make any move before summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I did ask you out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u havent been online for ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because you're too busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time and chance that I can really go out with you...is coming to end soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when will it be? Will it happend? Will it be just fake hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is starting to feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of.....I suck...Im hopeless....Just go back to the time where u were alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...Im just a failure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Maybe Im made to be a guy which couldnt share my memory with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时我在想，&lt;br /&gt;我可以的吗？&lt;br /&gt;我有机会吗？&lt;br /&gt;或者我是个悲剧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经找着你两年多了，&lt;br /&gt;但通常都是假的或者是个失败，&lt;br /&gt;我真的好累，好累。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请问你机时，&lt;br /&gt;才会出现？&lt;br /&gt;机时呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-3586509637992647704?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3586509637992647704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-1648048893948356588</id><published>2010-06-16T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:02:48.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我希望我的影子是彩色</title><content type='html'>我希望我的影子是彩色的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      .......这样无论是阴天 晴天 雨天 雪天 亦或是星星点点的黑夜 只要是有光线的地方就会有我彩色的影子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      当我走在夜色那初上的华灯下 影子一个接着一个的缩短拉长 缩短再拉长... ... 而不同之处在于我的影子是那么得斑斓......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      走过的人不会因为夜色的死寂或是沉重的心事而消沉 无论他们怀着怎样的心情 目睹着缩短有拉长的影子 嘴角都会泛起一丝微笑 看到他们的笑 我好满足...... 因为有我 你们会很快乐... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     像是梦境一样 总会有那么一片色彩 在我身边环绕 没有什么可以让它消失 原色的纯朴透彻 为我添加了一丝单纯 干净... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     有一天我发现 我的影子真的可以照亮别人的心灵 于是我变得开心起来 因为我可以改变他人的坏心情 因为我会将他的影子也同样照亮 照的同样绚丽... ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     我希望大家向我投来开心的笑 因为那是我想要的 于是我便开始祈求 我的朋友们 你们的影子也同样的色彩艳丽 我希望你们可以快乐 可以让别人和你们一样快乐... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     彩色的影子 是一种博爱 我不懂这个词到底 是褒义还是贬义... ... 亦或是形容什么样的人 又可以发展成为怎样的引申义我不在乎 我只希望这样的影子可以被我们不断是传播下去不断的蔓延 延伸到世界的每个角落... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     当你的朋友 你的爱人 你的家人 正在体会这人生的百味时 你要过回头看一看 你的影子 有没有变成五彩斑斓的样子... ... 每一个人的那占不到几平方米的影子 真的可以改变很多很多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : not mine...but...its pleasing to read...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-1648048893948356588?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1648048893948356588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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happend much today....&lt;br /&gt;except Easter Break is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a depressing case-_-...&lt;br /&gt;Well....&lt;br /&gt;Dont blame me...Im bored-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S8H9RCViwKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VD68rBt6JxU/s1600/11042010175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S8H9RCViwKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VD68rBt6JxU/s320/11042010175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458922692476584098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S8H9Qp-byaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wj9JmYocCFY/s1600/11042010174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S8H9P0jKFuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7rh-enJmwoE/s320/11042010171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458922671595722466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S8H9PeWLBlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fralK5DxdvA/s1600/11042010169.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/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S8H9PeWLBlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fralK5DxdvA/s320/11042010169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458922665635677778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring post...c ya...buhbye=S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7815884596177937347?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S8H9RCViwKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VD68rBt6JxU/s72-c/11042010175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-7553850763435975682</id><published>2010-04-03T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T12:52:10.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S7eWDQHKaVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1bfgZYOCJ0I/s1600/Photo+41.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/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S7eWDQHKaVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1bfgZYOCJ0I/s320/Photo+41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455994456191428946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------Clubbing Time-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to a club, call tipsy....&lt;br /&gt;wow....the only thing i learn in clubbing is.....Girls in club is so......so......so........so......so.....Freaking HoT and Cute man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....Well, is Friday night...=) and im having my easter break holiday.YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan ask you all out there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u go to a party, without getting invited...&lt;br /&gt;but u come, and everyone in the party hate you....&lt;br /&gt;really really hate you.....&lt;br /&gt;When they saw you....their face show a disgusting feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are in the party knowing the facts...&lt;br /&gt;They want you to leave...&lt;br /&gt;But you didnt.&lt;br /&gt;So...they force you to get drunk by playing a game with black cups with dice...&lt;br /&gt;(dont know what does it call)&lt;br /&gt;And they say....&lt;br /&gt;Who ever puke first gonna get out from the club and gonna get a beating...&lt;br /&gt;So...you lost badly and keep drinking....in the end....everyone knows it...&lt;br /&gt;You PuKE!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are now outside of the club getting beaten by a guy, &lt;br /&gt;laying on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;and was left by them.....&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you want go back and find them?&lt;br /&gt;Or go home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that pathethic guy I saw in the club went back to the party....&lt;br /&gt;Man...that guy sure have a farking thick face man....&lt;br /&gt;If i were him...i will be heading home getting an ice pack for my face ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from friends that that guy always destroyed people's party...&lt;br /&gt;He come...drink all the drinks....&lt;br /&gt;and puke everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a douchebag...-_-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywei....&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i got for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1 more things.....&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit...girls i saw yesterday are so FARKING HOT!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;Believe me in that facts...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C...ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7553850763435975682?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7553850763435975682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/04/clubbing-time-yesterday-i-went-to-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7553850763435975682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7553850763435975682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/04/clubbing-time-yesterday-i-went-to-club.html' title=''/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S7eWDQHKaVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1bfgZYOCJ0I/s72-c/Photo+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-4550198355737373078</id><published>2010-03-28T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:33:34.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring life - A Wall that I CAN'T pass through..</title><content type='html'>We all students feel the same time everyday....&lt;br /&gt;Monday Morning&lt;br /&gt;Waking up feeling depressed because weekends its over, &lt;br /&gt;and is time to wake up early morning to go to a boring places&lt;br /&gt;...call...."SCHOOL"..&lt;br /&gt;A place we all either get in trouble....or praise by teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im mostly on the trouble part....&lt;br /&gt;....Here the schedule for a student like me&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning:&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Get a shower.&lt;br /&gt;Get change.&lt;br /&gt;Get a transportation to school....&lt;br /&gt;Finish school....&lt;br /&gt;Home....&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon nap....&lt;br /&gt;Food....&lt;br /&gt;Sleep....K.O................&lt;br /&gt;aaannnnnnnnddddd............&lt;br /&gt;It repeat the same thing over and over again.....for 5 days...-_-&lt;br /&gt;And weekends is the time for me.....to slack at home.....-_-....&lt;br /&gt;to cool down the stress i got from 5 days of school....&lt;br /&gt;And it goes back to....school-_-....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored....why can be anything interesting.....??&lt;br /&gt;Like we are in school and a lion suddenly pop up in the classroom...&lt;br /&gt;And the whole school are in a chaos...&lt;br /&gt;That will be interesting....hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....thats my complain for this post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago....I have realize that I created a wall between me and a person...&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have a way to communicate to her....&lt;br /&gt;Because I have make a wrong decision in the beginning of the road...&lt;br /&gt;I was a chasing a thing...a thing that im yearning for...&lt;br /&gt;But when i almost get to grab it...&lt;br /&gt;I found that I have make a wrong choice...&lt;br /&gt;It not the right one...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because in the beginning I was desperate for a company until my brain deceive my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to continue chasing you because if I do&lt;br /&gt;in the future I will definitely hurt you more...&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced it before..&lt;br /&gt;And I dont wan to hurt anyone anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I just have the ability to say...I am really sorry...&lt;br /&gt;and thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway I realize it was actually her that was always in front of my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;But I cant do anything cause there a wall between us...&lt;br /&gt;the wall...&lt;br /&gt;Is what we call friendship....&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is not for us...&lt;br /&gt;but it was her and the person I have hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....that what I have meants by I have make a wrong decision in the beginning of the road...&lt;br /&gt;I cant do anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just have to forget about it....and only think about you in my heart...=)...&lt;br /&gt;See ya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may thinks I am a selfish bastard or a retarded bastard....&lt;br /&gt;I cant deny it or I wont deny....&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats me...thats Gareth Ng!!&lt;br /&gt;sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-4550198355737373078?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4550198355737373078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/03/boring-life-wall-that-i-cant-pass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>GaRteH LifelEss Life!!</title><content type='html'>Hey....back......hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Well, where do i start?&lt;br /&gt;I guess let me show u pictures of my basketball team.&lt;br /&gt;We got 2nd for plate for SISAC basketball tournament...&lt;br /&gt;Well, duno what the hell that stand for...&lt;br /&gt;But im proud that im in that team to able to play and got 2nd!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S3AtTnd2CfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rnGjbVKIuBg/s1600-h/DSC00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S3AtTnd2CfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rnGjbVKIuBg/s320/DSC00098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435894565271112178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, finish talking about my activities life...&lt;br /&gt;Got ntg much talk about right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,come into my love life right now...=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a month i know u already,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know u well before I get to start making move,&lt;br /&gt;But , the only thing we do is smile to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Hardly get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, I will feel depressed when i feel like u going far away or something,&lt;br /&gt;But when u are close to me, I dont feel any heart beating fast or anything.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is this feeling?-_-&lt;br /&gt;Confused lifeless feelings=S....&lt;br /&gt;Is like when you are for me to protect i dont appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;But when i cant protect anymore i'll start to regret..-_-..&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WIF ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-58758013605398952?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S3AtTnd2CfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rnGjbVKIuBg/s72-c/DSC00098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-37671453665926814</id><published>2010-01-31T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:56:13.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart ~</title><content type='html'>HAIIiZZZZZZZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend told me that if i continue to sigh....im going to shorten my lifespan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if that is true....i still cant stop doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heart is Aching! Its feel like Im going to be a very very big trouble soon that may infect ur future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it started for my mistake to get to know a girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always happend like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I dont really care about that girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, that girl will be intrested in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, when im finally into her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning started to have feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's out of intrest in me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA..... I guess thats part of gareth life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Definitely feels like losing something precious , something that u wan to protect ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u dont have the right to protect it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always not yours to love or protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end....you know you continue ur life again.....The same Lonelyness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to a life....that no one will love you....only friends that call buddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....all they can do is just comforting words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this feelings for 6 times already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i always heard the same exact words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Give up&lt;br /&gt;-Take your time to forget&lt;br /&gt;-Dont worry we will be here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, even dou i heard those comforting words im still lonely again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz....i got ignore by her more then a few times already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth Lifeless life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth Heartbreaking life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well could be a misunderstanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this what i feel right now=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-37671453665926814?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/37671453665926814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/37671453665926814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/37671453665926814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/heart.html' title='Heart ~'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-7196619702075034348</id><published>2010-01-29T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:38:22.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifeless Mood</title><content type='html'>Depressed...cant keep up with my study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont think im good enough for her=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenden is gone, friday have to go back alone...T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 1 thing i know that....i think im into her already=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, these 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop thinking of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing her...=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7196619702075034348?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7196619702075034348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifeless-depressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7196619702075034348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/7196619702075034348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifeless-depressed.html' title='Lifeless Mood'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-3714439732195999613</id><published>2010-01-25T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T03:06:34.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Well, life tough, we always have to say goodbye when we are growing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friend is leaving Dulwich Shanghai and going to America, i think is L.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since you are leaving, is sure gonna get bored in psychology class, in 2 months really know you well...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend of mine was crying cuz his leaving, they know for 2 years, oh well, that's how life=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well, ermm, frustrating -_-.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...going back to malaysia in few weeks time for CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT!!=) wooohoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man should stop smoking, ruining my stamina-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-3714439732195999613?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3714439732195999613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/3714439732195999613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/3714439732195999613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-2119815455258644951</id><published>2010-01-23T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:31:07.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-2119815455258644951?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2119815455258644951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-pissed-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/2119815455258644951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/2119815455258644951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-5327181353899676683</id><published>2010-01-10T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T06:55:53.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifeless</title><content type='html'>Lifeless Lifeless Lifeless.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in the world is so lifeless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be lifefull then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all most poor teenager cant get lifefull life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz to get a lifefull life we need money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And without money we cant find lifefull life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even we have money...we cant get permanent lifefull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifefull will turn into lifeless and become Hardlife / SufferingLife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we can find temporary lifefull life...without money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end we will still feel lifeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all we got is lifeless homework with lifeless school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure is lifeless..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we do to have permanent lifefull then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are back to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifeless Lifeless Lifeless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Lifeless Gareth...really lifeless man-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are a freaking rich teenager...&lt;br /&gt;These Word are not suitable for u=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-5327181353899676683?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5327181353899676683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifeless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5327181353899676683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5327181353899676683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifeless.html' title='Lifeless'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-4188940576482240573</id><published>2010-01-09T08:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:23:44.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate</title><content type='html'>Well...what a boring day...wanted to do my homework but i guess u can say ..&lt;br /&gt;....lazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannnnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can i share...and love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess im fate to be alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate to be Single...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-4188940576482240573?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4188940576482240573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/fate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/4188940576482240573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/4188940576482240573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/fate.html' title='Fate'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-5029393387927719293</id><published>2010-01-07T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:09:25.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifeless Boy is Back Again=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S0Yd1UsDpiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xjjDgl99K-k/s1600-h/16238_180817574871_794359871_2692525_3696520_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S0Yd1UsDpiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xjjDgl99K-k/s320/16238_180817574871_794359871_2692525_3696520_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424055603138111010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...She cute right?&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know everyone thinking right now...is she my gf?&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE......not-_-...&lt;br /&gt;i just saw this picture and she was my school mate...&lt;br /&gt;so i got bored n post this picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she cute right?man...whoever is her future bf sure is lucky...&lt;br /&gt;She look si si man man too=)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywei...now is around 1.47 in the morning , preparing chinese oral for school in another 7 hours time...&lt;br /&gt;man..and I got distracted by the cute girl for few hours..wao-_-..and i have  4 weeks for me to prepare but i was slacking off -_-..What a waste =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...will i succeed is this chinese oral that i prepared just in 1 day?hmmm&lt;br /&gt;CURIOS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here another picture of a snowball=)&lt;br /&gt;man first time saw snow... &lt;br /&gt;feeling great^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S0Ye2Qde4QI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vloiLQ2h_-k/s1600-h/27122009(037).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/S0Ye2Qde4QI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vloiLQ2h_-k/s320/27122009(037).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424056718694736130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...and 1 more thing i wan say...Stop changing the address of ur blogs man!!...keep changing i dont even know where the hell ur guys blog fly off too-_-..&lt;br /&gt;Alright..sensational =)....bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-5029393387927719293?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5029393387927719293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifeless-boy-is-back-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5029393387927719293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5029393387927719293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifeless-boy-is-back-again.html' title='Lifeless Boy is Back 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/Sz-bUfnYoMI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ty7S911zoyU/s1600-h/27122009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/Sz-bUfnYoMI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ty7S911zoyU/s320/27122009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422223252763746498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/Sz-abKBYCRI/AAAAAAAAADo/ByuRlVUnv3c/s1600-h/27122009(001).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/_SmMLYpBgV5w/Sz-abKBYCRI/AAAAAAAAADo/ByuRlVUnv3c/s320/27122009(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422222267714636050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what we call perfect english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/Sz-aMjJZUbI/AAAAAAAAADg/tbd7ZdhL1Lc/s1600-h/18122009(002).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/_SmMLYpBgV5w/Sz-aMjJZUbI/AAAAAAAAADg/tbd7ZdhL1Lc/s320/18122009(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422222016761123250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-8554639056328597736?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8554639056328597736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-what-we-call-perfect-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-5896943259919766146</id><published>2009-12-31T02:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:53:40.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely~</title><content type='html'>Lonely Christmas and lonely New year.-_-.haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-5896943259919766146?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5896943259919766146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/lonely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5896943259919766146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5896943259919766146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/12/lonely.html' title='Lonely~'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-710785843382479339</id><published>2009-10-16T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:35:51.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey=)</title><content type='html'>nows 12 23 midnight...i at KLIA lounge...dam bored...-_-...since this will be my last hour im going be in malaysia...so i better write some blog...reason...too bored&gt;.&lt;....&lt;br /&gt;hehe...well...hmmm...today was the happiest day of my life...because i get to go out wif all my goodfriend...good hengdai...good gay partner...and a person i really dear of=)...ur who knows me know im talking about who de lar...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...today we all went to sunway...first when go play some snooker...then go makan...then go walk walk...then go amwsquare....not sure spelling is correct..&lt;br /&gt;even is just so simple but is a very good memory for me...take alot picture...but i dunt have now...so sooner or later only i post it...&lt;br /&gt;sry J...walk wif u so long cant say much word...haiz...too paiseh&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;keke...but i enjoy today wif u...regret is that should have hug her longer n tighter&gt;.&lt;...haiz...nvm bah...=)at least i get to hug^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now...err ntg much say...last hour in malaysia de lur...1 40 going off to shanghai...hmmm...going miss all my friend here...really miss....haiz...just hope i get to come back c them more often not 1 year once-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...that all i can say for now...wish everyone good luck and take care k?...nite nite all muackks...going off soon...ntg write much...tata=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-710785843382479339?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/710785843382479339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/710785843382479339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/710785843382479339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey.html' title='hey=)'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-7945708088113029984</id><published>2009-09-15T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:37:50.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored de lur....</title><content type='html'>aiks...father thinking of transfering me to china..-_-&lt;br /&gt;haiz...go or not go?@@&lt;br /&gt;go: &lt;br /&gt; good: i can first time go to overseas.&lt;br /&gt;       i wont have to take the rubish malaysian teachings&lt;br /&gt;       no need take spm anymore&lt;br /&gt;       i can see more lengzai lengnui&lt;br /&gt;       errr...can forgot someone&lt;br /&gt;  bad: im going miss my friend&lt;br /&gt;       cant see her anymore &lt;br /&gt;       im stuck with spm&lt;br /&gt;       stuck with their sucks teachings&lt;br /&gt;       cant go out more often cuz china is so big&lt;br /&gt;       hard find friends that will fetch me out-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well dont go will be the opposite of go...&lt;br /&gt;u can guess wat will be ...&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ-_-&lt;br /&gt;was thinking of at least 1 year of college at here only go to overseas..&lt;br /&gt;but.....&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7945708088113029984?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-5302003571136285010</id><published>2009-08-10T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:10:32.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lifeless me</title><content type='html'>Haloo guys...whats up...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...today my birthday..^^..10 august..&lt;br /&gt;i wan to thx to all my friends who make a surprise surprise&lt;br /&gt;birthday....&lt;br /&gt;thx man...i really give ur make very gam dong ler T.T&lt;br /&gt;hehe....&lt;br /&gt;i guess im 16 years old from today onwards&lt;br /&gt;but still childish&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz..even if my birthdays...&lt;br /&gt;the things i wan most is that you will say happy birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;guess i must be dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;bacause u cant really rely to a girl that does not love u back right?&lt;br /&gt;well today my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;should be happy...thx guys...love ur very much&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-5302003571136285010?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5302003571136285010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifeless-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5302003571136285010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/5302003571136285010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifeless-me.html' title='lifeless me'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-1989567302339684610</id><published>2009-08-04T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:43:02.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im dumb</title><content type='html'>haiz..another day cant sleep..&lt;br /&gt;bored lar..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..today..i feel sad and a little bit happy&lt;br /&gt;you heard this you going think im dumb..&lt;br /&gt;happy is because i finaly know what you r thinking..today you are honest with me&lt;br /&gt;sad because your honest...is so dam...making me speechless&lt;br /&gt;really speechless..&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ...&lt;br /&gt;i think she say she like somebody..guess i come meet u late bah..&lt;br /&gt;i really love to be friends with you..&lt;br /&gt;but forever?&lt;br /&gt;1 sentence...&lt;br /&gt;worthless gareth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-1989567302339684610?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1989567302339684610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-dumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/1989567302339684610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/1989567302339684610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-dumb.html' title='im dumb'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-7754764987299959521</id><published>2009-07-30T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:04:02.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey..im back</title><content type='html'>hey...whats up...&lt;br /&gt;long time didnt touch my blog..&lt;br /&gt;since so many people say my chinese....sucks@@&lt;br /&gt;i write some of my professional english.=)&lt;br /&gt;well...last friday i broke my hand,cause inside of me have a fire&lt;br /&gt;and cause me to hit the whiteboard as hard as i can..&lt;br /&gt;and cause of that beautifull mistake..&lt;br /&gt;my fifth bone..that the doctor call it fifth metalcap broke..&lt;br /&gt;OUCH...it hurtT.T&lt;br /&gt;well...the doctor put some harden thing...to let it recover for 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;so i go school no need do anything for 2 weeks...cause is my right hand..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...good reason for not doing any homework=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...to tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;is been 1 month i know you..&lt;br /&gt;i still dunno what are the feeling of me in ur heart..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i chat with you...it feel likes u got some feeling to me..&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes..it feels like im just a rubish on the floor to you..&lt;br /&gt;but when i ask you...you wont answer me..&lt;br /&gt;dunno wherethe i should continue to find u or not..&lt;br /&gt;i guess im starting to get lazy to win ur heart anymore..&lt;br /&gt;is not that i lost my feelings to you...&lt;br /&gt;i still have it..and is strong..&lt;br /&gt;but i could not careless anymore..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;very blur...very stress...very busy...very dumb...very lazy...very useless...&lt;br /&gt;very sad...&lt;br /&gt;thats all...bye...tata for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7754764987299959521?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7754764987299959521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/heyim-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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对我来说都只是个问号..&lt;br /&gt;你们觉得我该怎样做?&lt;br /&gt;把她忘了?&lt;br /&gt;忘记之前的事?&lt;br /&gt;找另一个?&lt;br /&gt;嗨... 我真的做不到..&lt;br /&gt;我真的不舍得把你忘了...&lt;br /&gt;对我来说, 把我深爱的人忘记.. 真的不是一件容易的事...&lt;br /&gt;但是我可以怎样?&lt;br /&gt;嗨.. 我也没办法.. 只好接收事实了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-8635565488510957533?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8635565488510957533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_4376.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/8635565488510957533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;好想念你=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-67492690482851980?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/67492690482851980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/67492690482851980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/67492690482851980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_07.html' title='好想念你=('/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-3476534218921981243</id><published>2009-07-06T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:23:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>又一个伤心的日子</title><content type='html'>早早到了学校好开心的,&lt;br /&gt;因为可看见我的好笑的朋友,&lt;br /&gt;到了LUNCHTIME &lt;br /&gt;听到朋友讲她觉得我很烦,&lt;br /&gt;就将我开心的日子飞走了,&lt;br /&gt;嗨..本来好好的,&lt;br /&gt;做么会便到将?&lt;br /&gt;好多人叫我放气,&lt;br /&gt;但是我好不想放气你…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-3476534218921981243?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3476534218921981243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/3476534218921981243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030766720346471064/posts/default/3476534218921981243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_06.html' title='又一个伤心的日子'/><author><name>GaRtEh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18297609265718636515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-8292107606975418620</id><published>2009-07-05T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:51:11.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>四点早上</title><content type='html'>现在已经是四点早上,&lt;br /&gt;很想睡,&lt;br /&gt;但是睡不到,&lt;br /&gt;昨天拿到了她最后的信弄到我现在脑烦和心痛&lt;br /&gt;因为她那封信,&lt;br /&gt;我觉得我是世界上最没用的人,&lt;br /&gt;嗨..我很狠你因为我爱你,&lt;br /&gt;没关心吧,&lt;br /&gt;我是个不会容易放气的人,&lt;br /&gt;我永远不会放气你的!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-8292107606975418620?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SmMLYpBgV5w/SzxwuoHxPdI/AAAAAAAAADA/W7SdmbAACX0/S220/15862_1295126984408_1417344792_30833067_7512525_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030766720346471064.post-7152380413863292564</id><published>2009-07-04T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:54:19.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我认识你的六天</title><content type='html'>你知到吗?&lt;br /&gt;在我认识你的这六天里,&lt;br /&gt;对我来说你给了我个感觉没人可以给我,&lt;br /&gt;那时后你问我那问题我还不会回答,&lt;br /&gt;但是我知到我很爱你,&lt;br /&gt;我不想失去你,&lt;br /&gt;你对我来说是最宝贵,&lt;br /&gt;我打算永远都会宝藏你,&lt;br /&gt;我爱你,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5030766720346471064-7152380413863292564?l=gartehboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gartehboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7152380413863292564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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