<?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-7635386129723181931</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:45:05.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.A.R.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-7780164347855755972</id><published>2010-05-31T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:32:43.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kpost</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is just a short post. Since one of his friend was asking about this last night, he realized that he can use this chance to update his blog. A short quick post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Korea, people address those who are older than them by using hyung, oppa, unni and etcetc. Some of this can be a bit confusing, so here's a simplified version of who uses what.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're a guy, you would use 'hyung' when addresing your close male friends or older brother and 'noona' when addressing your close female friends or older sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're a gal, you would use 'oppa' when addressing your close male friends or older brother and 'unni' when addressing your close female friends or older sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For your close friends who are younger than you or your younger brother/sister, you use 'dongsaeng' regardless of their gender.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Practically, 'hyung' and 'oppa' means 'older brother' while 'unni' and 'noona' means 'older sister'. This is the informal way of calling your older brother/close male friends or your older sister/close female friends. When you use these terms, it means they are close to you ( or they know you well) and it implies that you can speak to them in a less formal way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If he were to continue about formalities it would take another lengthy paragraph which destroy his intention to make a short quick post. Therefore he'll stop here. Kabwaya dwoeyo! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-7780164347855755972?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/7780164347855755972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=7780164347855755972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/7780164347855755972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/7780164347855755972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2010/05/kpost.html' title='Kpost'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-1238744374621004722</id><published>2010-05-07T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T17:53:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much do you believe in someone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Back to updating his blog after a week, not sure if this process of updating his blog will last but well... So... He was in facebook just now and he saw something which seems interesting, interesting enough to spark his interest and interesting enough for today's topic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you know that sometimes, just a small act like believing the sincerity of others can actually brighten up their day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever encounter a situation where you just say or scold what you want to others just because they do not accept your ideas? Have you ever wondered why the other party would refute your ideas or your arguments?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very often, people see what they want to see and hear what they want to hear. This statement is so true that some find it hard to believe or to understand what it actually means. It actually means that we human, tend to see things as how we want rather than seeing it as a whole. That being said, many choose to believe that god exist just because we want to believe that there is something more superior than us and that 'thing' is taking care of us and keeping us safe although no one has actually seen a god in their life. (p.s. That doesn't mean I don't believe in god cause I do =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So... Back to how he come to think about this topic. First off, he'll put a chat to easier demonstrate what he wants to say. He had once told Y about how good some stuff is and how Y should try it too. But. Being as ignorant as usual, Y chose not to believe in what he had said and decided to keep 'false impression' Y has about that stuff thinking that he (the blogger) just wanted to promote that stuff. Soon later, X was telling others about this stuff and Y saw the conversation which leads to the chat below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;X: This is really good! Etcetc etcetc is so good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y: Is it really thattttt goooddddd?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in this context, if only Y had pay a little more attention to his little dear friend (me), Y wouldn't have needed to ask again in that doubtful voice. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again, he isn't angry with anyone while he's making this post and this post isn't meant to flame anyone, its just an example to depict the power of believe. To show how a person's opinion and answer can be changed based on what they choose to believe in. ^^v&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-1238744374621004722?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/1238744374621004722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=1238744374621004722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1238744374621004722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1238744374621004722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-much-do-you-believe-in-someone.html' title='How much do you believe in someone?'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-6065258747149749975</id><published>2010-04-30T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:25:41.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human's personality. This is not a test / questions =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;He wonders why that always around midnight to dawn is when he feels the need to update his blog the most. And another thing that puzzled him is that great inspirations only come in during when he's frolicking on the bed. He feels that probably because his brain is less stressful and more calm at that moment that he's able to come up with many great ideas. However great it may be, they will soon dissipate right after deep slumber...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So as for today, he's gonna talk about personality, something which everyone cares about regardless of their age. It can be defined as the quality or state of being a person and everyone has their own personality, from being polite to cool, its what make up who you are today. People are often judged for their personality; 'He / she is a nice person', 'I hate them because they are ruthless'. Some people make good judgment while on the other hand, many tend to make their own judgment as per se. Though he would like to talk more about that, he realize he can keep that for his later updates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some people can get very conscious about their own personality which often leads to questions like 'why are they doing this?' or 'why is he / she not replying my message? did i do something wrong?' These questions can actually be avoided by being just a little more open minded and to list out all the possibilities that could have happened. Coincidence happens and very often it happens when you least expected them to happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This would often be dangerous for those who have personality problems. Let's have a look at this scenario, Z who is already depress wanted to talk to B but B is busy at that moment, Z then went and look for C at home just to find that C isn't home at that moment. Lastly, Z called up T who is working but T hung up on Z saying that the boss is there. In the end, I'm sure you can guess what would happen next to Z.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next part would be just a brief description about the blogger himself, so as to let the readers know what kind of person the blogger is and what type of post to expect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's a rather cheerful and open minded person. He doesn't dwell into sad or depressing matter for long (few minutes to maybe umm... a day?) and easily move on with life. He always let bygones be bygones. Enjoy laughing... but well again, who doesn't? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-6065258747149749975?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/6065258747149749975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=6065258747149749975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6065258747149749975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6065258747149749975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2010/04/humans-personality-this-is-not-test.html' title='Human&apos;s personality. This is not a test / questions =)'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-338702240845117969</id><published>2010-04-30T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:22:12.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rather sudden post, will it last?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally, an update. He must have felt really bored to be suddenly blogging at this wee hours. There is nothing at the moment that can spark even a tiny bit of his interest. He was actually surfing the net till he suddenly realized that he could actually spend the time updating his blog which he has left untouched for quite some time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a moment there he couldn't thought about what to blog about but suddenly he knows that he can talk about this very common topic. Life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever in your life, stop to think about the past and how your life would have changed if you, at that very moment have taken another path. What would you have done if one day you're given a chance to go back to past and rewrite the history? Which part of your life would you want to change and how?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And sometimes in our life, there are certain decisions we have made against our will. Would you want to rewind back to that period of time and choose another decision? Or would you still stick to the same decision which has brought you where you are now? How would it had affect your future; will you become better or worse? Well, at least that's for you to figure out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To him, the past will just remain as a history no matter how hard you look at it. Rewriting the history will be impossible for now and it isn't something to meddle about even with the invention of time machine in the mere future. It would be a real mess even if just a little part of the history is rewritten!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An abrupt stop because he suddenly feels sleepy and decided to go bed now.The word 'suddenly' appeared quite many times because this update is really sudden even to the blogger himself. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good night. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-338702240845117969?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/338702240845117969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=338702240845117969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/338702240845117969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/338702240845117969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2010/04/rather-sudden-post-will-it-last.html' title='A rather sudden post, will it last?'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8874004196940028350</id><published>2010-01-14T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:57:34.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Though he doesn't really have any future plan as to what he should blog about or whether this blog will become inactive after a few weeks. He chose to ignore those negative thoughts and to concentrate on the current; update whenever possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than a month has passed by since he last finished his exam. It was a fun and crazy month with so many events and happenings. Almost every event starts with a grin on the face and ends with crazy laughter. Outing with his friends was great. Prom night was ummazing and bachelor's night was exceptionally fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was great meeting up with all his friends during the holiday. Outing with Jude, Loo Han and Isaac P was fun and filled with laughters. Meeting up with Chai, Alex, Andrew, Kee Weng, Chia Ming and Wei Keong was great too. Not forgetting Nick, Chun Yian, Yeong Sheng and Jia Wei whom he met from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though there are other people whom he has yet to hang out with and is looking forward to it. These people are Tzong, Soon Heng, Shobana, Julian, Ester, Lavnya, Sanjiv and a few more to name (cause he can't remember so many at the moment xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post sounds like a dedication post. Haha... but well, it's never to late to express one's feeling right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/S06_uJOqqUI/AAAAAAAAANw/chvoWNkTJbI/s1600-h/Group+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/S06_uJOqqUI/AAAAAAAAANw/chvoWNkTJbI/s400/Group+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426485400500349250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-8874004196940028350?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8874004196940028350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8874004196940028350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8874004196940028350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8874004196940028350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2010/01/dedication.html' title='Dedication?'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/S06_uJOqqUI/AAAAAAAAANw/chvoWNkTJbI/s72-c/Group+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-5517526605599547367</id><published>2010-01-06T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:18:27.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot &amp; Cold</title><content type='html'>It was unexpected, and somehow it occurred in a really strange way. It was a usual starry night to everyone but strangely enough, he felt like as if it winter and summer all over his house. He was freezing and boiling at the same time. He felt sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sick. At the very moment school reopen. Though if he were to go to school, he would or might have missed his first day of school. Luckily, no more schooling life. Doesn't have to worry whether he'll miss school or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a terrible sickness. Sudden hot and cold back to back. Long story cut short; fever and cold. At that moment, nothing is more important than surviving the sickness. Nothing. Could it be H1n1? Well, he doubt. Haha... Luckily again, its over... or so he hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just to keep the blog updated. There are more stuff that he wanted to blog about, but decided to leave those for the next post (only if he can still remember).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it felt good knowing that he doesn't need to go to school anymore although he's sick. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-5517526605599547367?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/5517526605599547367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=5517526605599547367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/5517526605599547367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/5517526605599547367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2010/01/hot-cold.html' title='Hot &amp; Cold'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3366113041261540622</id><published>2009-12-30T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:36:57.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.A.R.</title><content type='html'>Behind every word lies a deep meaning. Every blog title has their own meaning while some resemble the blogger itself. For the past few titles that he has put up in his blog, each has its own meaning (which is really simple actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this post, he actually wanted to explain the meaning behind the previous titles but he decided not to because he knows it would be too boring to dwell into the past titles as they are… the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.A.R. stands for blogger and readers. He believes that between every blogger and readers, an invisible bond is formed. In short, most of the blog post actually represents the blogger’s feeling or emotion and this feeling is shared by the readers with the blogger’s identity remain anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is somewhat a little bit different from writers and readers as most of the time writers would write stuff that can be published or would do well in the current market and most of the readers would know the writer’s identity or status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, he would hope that his blog would share the happiness or sadness felt by any readers who stumble upon his blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3366113041261540622?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3366113041261540622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3366113041261540622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3366113041261540622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3366113041261540622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/12/bar.html' title='B.A.R.'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8246038423842142709</id><published>2009-12-27T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:47:19.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refresh</title><content type='html'>Once again, he has decided to update his blog after a long break. He has yet to come out with any inspiration for his blog, but he thought that it would be better to give it a try and to update his blog as frequent as possible. (Though he doesn’t know if there’s actually anyone following his blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows that writing long essays with perfect English doesn’t suit the style of blogging but nevertheless, he would still try his best to use proper English in his blog. Thus, he came up with a new idea which might (or might not) be suitable to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it’s very similar to Kit Kat; crunchy and chunky. He can’t seem to find any particular reason for using Kit Kat as an example, but it would seem that this idea has very much resemblance with Kit Kat. He thought that it would probably due to the role of the media, advertising the same Kit Kat in many different ways which made the idea of Kit Kat now stuck in everyone's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, one part of the motto; “Have a break…” which in this case, short paragraphs. Secondly, Kit Kat is famous for its chunky bars that can be broken down easily. Every sentence is simple and can be digested easily without much interpreting. Therefore, when you come across the not-so-short paragraph, just break it into sentences and digest it one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has also decided to blog in the 3rd person’s perspective for some unknown reasons. This idea just came to him like how Archimedes shouted out ‘Eureka!’ when some volume thingy was discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-8246038423842142709?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8246038423842142709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8246038423842142709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8246038423842142709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8246038423842142709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/12/refresh.html' title='Refresh'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8247791064174043633</id><published>2009-08-16T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:23:20.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Graffiti~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SobgBcFnfMI/AAAAAAAAANU/-ZvI5OfA2Sk/s1600-h/Graffiti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370225921010138306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SobgBcFnfMI/AAAAAAAAANU/-ZvI5OfA2Sk/s400/Graffiti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Made by me just a while ago. A graffiti style design. Taking a break from everything. Nothing much to write, so end up writing that. Lol. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: Life's brief candle. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-8247791064174043633?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8247791064174043633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8247791064174043633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8247791064174043633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8247791064174043633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/08/graffiti.html' title='~Graffiti~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SobgBcFnfMI/AAAAAAAAANU/-ZvI5OfA2Sk/s72-c/Graffiti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3849371095557065507</id><published>2009-07-06T17:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:28:39.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Genie~</title><content type='html'>My blog has been like idle for a month and finally... an update!!! I had wanted to blog since like few weeks back about other stuff but has been procrastinating. Haha... After much procrastination, finally I've decided to update and its actually related to my very first post of the blog. :) That first post was quite an emo post as far as I can recall a little but I assure you this time it'll be a more cheerful post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as any usual days, today is nothing out of ordinary throughout the whole of morning. Lessons are almost the same, tiring and stressful. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But but but... Today is not like any other day after 2.40p.m.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few of us met with one of our close friend, Ming Gene (lol... chai sounds better) who just got back from Australia recently. Lol... H1N1. But I know he isn't infected because he's still the the ever cheerful, funny and jovial guy we all know. I'm sure you can imagine how a sick person will look like, probably coughing and sneezing every now and then. I may be wrong but... if we get infected probably we'll just spread it to everyone in the school. Haha! Like what one of my friend says 'since one part of the paper is torn, just tear away everything la' Lol.. jkjk ^^ don't worry I won't get infected nor spread. Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... We went to Lot 10 or commonly known as 'chap fan' shop to have our lunch. We then go to Coffeebean at MP, for coffee of cos. We walk around and talk a bit. Went to see watches. Talk. Laugh. Joke around. Laugh laugh laugh. Go back home. Reallly short. I wanted to blog about it but now that I'm blogging here it seems really simple and short, haha. Anyway, its still an update. :) So... he's back for 3 weeks. Hope we get to hang out more b4 he goes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355291947577110386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SlHRpxvX73I/AAAAAAAAANM/RuVJI0cAJgE/s400/Chai%27s-Farewell-(group3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to put that pic of me and him at McD but saw Nick put his already :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To chai if you are reading this xD : I didn't know you visited my blog cause I hardly update but do visit more next time :) Oh Btw! I have meant to tell you sooner bout the things you wanted to 'bone' me but cause you hardly online and I have forgotten bout it after quite some time. Haha.. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what gives me the urge to blog suddenly in the midst of everything or anything. Probably cause of mr.Genie (lol same name as snsd new album).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: History is important; Apollo landed on moon on the ...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3849371095557065507?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3849371095557065507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3849371095557065507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3849371095557065507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3849371095557065507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-blog-has-been-like-idle-for-month.html' title='~Genie~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SlHRpxvX73I/AAAAAAAAANM/RuVJI0cAJgE/s72-c/Chai%27s-Farewell-(group3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-6764412518382018318</id><published>2009-06-11T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:41:51.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Who Do You Trust?~</title><content type='html'>Who do you trust? Would you trust an answer given to you by your one and only best bud? Or would you rather trust the answer given by 10 of your friends whom you consider to be just ok? Would you rather trust the person whom you’ve just known for a day or someone whom you have been friend for decades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to ask me, it would be ‘follow my instinct’ or in other words, follow what your heart desire. As a matter of fact, many people tend to overlook this and would probably think that it is some kind of joke. Even if all our 5 senses were to fail us, we should still have faith in our instinct and know what is right or wrong. Example of instinctual actions are like a baby learning how to walk or talk while those thing that are related to instinct can be the sense of fairness in human or the ability in acquiring a language. Do you remember when or even how you started walking? Instinctively, a baby learns to walk when they don’t even know what is walking. They do not need to be coached by others on how to walk. Instead, with a strong willpower and the desire to walk as they see all the adults do, a baby slowly learns how to walk on their own subconsciously. Even if there’s someone there to teach them, I’m sure as a baby they wouldn’t understand or get the gist of what the adults are teaching. Have you ever wondered why most babies put whatever they can find into their mouth? It is also part of their instinctual action to tell their immune system about the environment and how it should adapt to the environment. Instinct which is sometimes also regarded as the sixth sense is actually a very important ‘tool’ needed in the survival of the fittest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… back to the topic, who do you trust? Trustworthiness is a very important factor/ reason/ value that are fundamental in an establishment of a relationship/ company/ marriage and other stuff. It is actually a reliance that a person put on others. In other words, when you say ‘how much do you trust me’ it actually means ‘how much faith or how much can you rely on me’. For example, if you do not trust a person, you wouldn’t tell him some sort of secrets that you have or let them do those tasks which are important or difficult. Trusting each other and those who are close to you is important in forming a long lasting relationship with others. I believe that instinct is important in determining who to trust and not those rumors or words that are going around because it has never fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By trusting each other, big deals or contracts are made by big companies. Big deals create more advanced technology. Technologies create a more modern society. The world become more advanced. Internet connection becomes faster. Download speed is faster. Everyone is happy. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... who do you trust? Your little doggie? Or your friends? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: Everyone has a reason for doing something, it's just up to you whether to accept the reason or to reject it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-6764412518382018318?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/6764412518382018318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=6764412518382018318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6764412518382018318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6764412518382018318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-do-you-trust.html' title='~Who Do You Trust?~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3585574916796936462</id><published>2009-06-04T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:42:48.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Them in the net~</title><content type='html'>Tmnet has always been a disappoinment for all of us. Especially when it is the time we needed internet the most which is normally during our holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, life without internet would be just as dull and boring. You wouldn't be able to look for news or articles online, download songs or movies 'legally', stream movie and watch it online and many other stuff... With internet we can do plenty of things and many 'wonders' like downloading songs or movies for free when we're supposed to have to pay to buy them or chatting with another person which is miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that human are smart, creative and innovative enough, to be able to invent things and become more advanced leaving behind the prehistorical age. With the presence of the world wide web comes about the creation of blogs and with the presence of a blog, I'm able to deliver my messages and thoughts here... see another wonderful creation of mankind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, thats so random... Btw, just for fun, see if you can guess what the title meant. It has a few interpretation. Can be found in the post. Its easy! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: Be happy that you're borned as a human and not something else! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3585574916796936462?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3585574916796936462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3585574916796936462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3585574916796936462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3585574916796936462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/06/them-in-net.html' title='~Them in the net~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-1075317970796795626</id><published>2009-04-11T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:33:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Filler~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being idle right gives me the urge to blog, and not knowing what to blog about, I've decided to blog about Naruto. I've wanted to blog about it few weeks back but have been procrastinating... No idea why tho... Anyway, this is the one and only naruto game in PS3 so far!! 'Naruto Ultimate Ninja Storm'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323421328076488882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXfkG8wLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/w3IdW3wKvbE/s400/2729.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;align=center&gt;Isn't cool!!??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded the game's demo cause the original game is too expensive and can't afford to buy. Only get to use naruto or kakashi and a stage filled with the essence of nature. Its a really cool game and is totally different from the previous naruto series available in PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXfirTwkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8vtRdsfo_gA/s1600-h/naruto-ultimate-ninja-storm-20080630110317065_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323421327692120642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXfirTwkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8vtRdsfo_gA/s400/naruto-ultimate-ninja-storm-20080630110317065_640w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The demo stage &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I wonder why I stopped watching Naruto after a few hundred episodes. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXfLTeL3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1cWsB8u4TW8/s1600-h/naruto-ultimate-ninja-storm-20080715034623666_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323421321418125170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXfLTeL3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1cWsB8u4TW8/s400/naruto-ultimate-ninja-storm-20080715034623666_640w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXe_lYTEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fcwhOZUt_KE/s1600-h/naruto-ultimate-ninja-storm-20080828073216048_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323421318272011330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXe_lYTEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fcwhOZUt_KE/s400/naruto-ultimate-ninja-storm-20080828073216048_640w.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gameplay graphics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: Yesterday is a history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift, that is why it is called the present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-1075317970796795626?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/1075317970796795626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=1075317970796795626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1075317970796795626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1075317970796795626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/04/filler.html' title='~Filler~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SeCXfkG8wLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/w3IdW3wKvbE/s72-c/2729.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-2090430428122706312</id><published>2009-03-29T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:18:09.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The 'Now'~</title><content type='html'>Now that April will be here in just a few more days. Another 9 months for me to stay in MHS. Its been like around umm... 11 months since I entered Form 6. Things have been hectic and stressful I would say (most will agree while some may not). Extra class almost every now and then and just the thought of coping up with studies itself can be really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember vividly the first few days when I entered Form 6... many things were strange due to the new environment and awkwardness can be felt among classmates. Time flies and things have changed. Now, lessons are getting better (although it is still stressful and tiring) and the environment in the class has changed. Most of us are comfortable with one another and trying to help out each other whenever possible. As for the guys, we talk bout whatever stuff that comes to our mind, be it silly or funny or lame and laughing at almost every single joke.. Haha.. Although emo-ism can still be felt sometimes, it wouldn't and can't last long and will easily diminish in a really short span of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for now.. Just wanted to keep my blog updated and give a random post but without realising it I've posted like 2 paragraphs bout Form 6 life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: Appreciate and enjoy whatever you have now because you never know what will happen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-2090430428122706312?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/2090430428122706312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=2090430428122706312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/2090430428122706312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/2090430428122706312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/03/now.html' title='~The &apos;Now&apos;~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8040798143665656762</id><published>2009-03-26T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:36:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~OMG~</title><content type='html'>Just another usual day, woke up in the morning, wash up and had my breakfast. As I was walking out to check for letters in my mailbox today, I passed by my living hall which seems to be a little extraordinary compared to other days. There was a box, a box of a quite distinct size i would say, situated near the sofa. As I peek a little closer... Feeling of excitement and joy rush through my body and I can't believe what I've just saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my utter amazement, a PS3 box is standing right before my eyes! Its like OMG, 'Am I dreaming?' A PS3!!! Something which I never thought that I would actually have it is standing still in front of me. It was a surprise birthday present for me by my mom and bro! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! Love ya lotzz! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats the end of the story ^^v It is silver in colour, comes with 2 games (Street Fighter IV and Little Big Planet) and some goodies. I'll let pics do the talking xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317363536404895058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/ScsR9rkHVVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/E-ESt9vToi8/s400/PS3-with-stuff.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;A Satin Silver PS3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317363534733896706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/ScsR9lVt7AI/AAAAAAAAAME/poR87J6d74A/s400/PS3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/ br&gt; Street Fighter IV and Little Big Planet (Nick! SF IV!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317363539111741250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/ScsR91peh0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/X9tqQxfgmlY/s400/Little-Big-Planet-Folder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of the goodies that came with it; Little Big Planet Folder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off to try it out! Might post bout it more in my next post! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: Believe in miracles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-8040798143665656762?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8040798143665656762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8040798143665656762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8040798143665656762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8040798143665656762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title='~OMG~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/ScsR9rkHVVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/E-ESt9vToi8/s72-c/PS3-with-stuff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-4183216669277947414</id><published>2009-01-14T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:17:10.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Amigo~</title><content type='html'>Short update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Back to school already&lt;br /&gt;-Trying to get into the study mood asap&lt;br /&gt;-Blog has been too deprived of colours.. so a change of banner&lt;br /&gt;-Anticipating CNY Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post: Live your life to the fullest everyday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-4183216669277947414?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/4183216669277947414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=4183216669277947414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/4183216669277947414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/4183216669277947414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/01/amigo.html' title='~Amigo~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8747027954510134863</id><published>2009-01-04T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:37:28.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Holiday~</title><content type='html'>What have I been doing for the past holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hours spent] Activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[60]&lt;br /&gt;Attending extra classes&lt;br /&gt;[50]&lt;br /&gt;Minor reading and revision (which I doubt it was effective)&lt;br /&gt;[20]&lt;br /&gt;Biology project&lt;br /&gt;[100]&lt;br /&gt;Entertainment stuff (games, watching tv, listening to music, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;[400]&lt;br /&gt;Daily activities (sleeping, eating)&lt;br /&gt;[80]&lt;br /&gt;Idle&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;[720]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where did the rest of the hours go to?&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here's a brief description of each activity. Hmm.. extra classes were okok, they weren't all that tiring except for some days where we had super long hours of classes. Other than that they were all alright and some were even fun especially when we have 'holiday' activities after them. Have been reading chemistry for the whole holiday (which is not very productive) and did some exercises for mathematics. Biology project includes collecting flora and fauna specimens from anywhere you can find to be preserved, can't say it's all that bad cause we managed to do it well and nicely although we started last. Haha.. The rest of the activities were great as well, playing games with *blitz, Kaxon, Archie, t2onG, Xyle, Lancer, rebornkel*, hanging out, shopping with friends and going for movies. Idle is also part of the activities. ^^ I guess that sums up everything bout my holiday with friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The [hours spent] are merely for fun and the accuracy level is only up to 70% cause I didn't go and time myself when I'm doing those activities. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-8747027954510134863?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8747027954510134863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8747027954510134863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8747027954510134863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8747027954510134863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/01/holiday.html' title='~Holiday~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-4921644631492903969</id><published>2009-01-01T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:28:16.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~A Brand 'New Year', A Short 'New Post'~</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! May all of you have a properous year ahead =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so long since I last updated. Have been feeling kinda lazy to update and... in short, I'm back to blogging!! Lol. Hope I'll update more often now that it is 2009. Hahaha... K, that's all for now. Enjoy! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-4921644631492903969?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/4921644631492903969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=4921644631492903969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/4921644631492903969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/4921644631492903969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2009/01/brand-new-year-short-new-post.html' title='~A Brand &apos;New Year&apos;, A Short &apos;New Post&apos;~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-1597043524556170144</id><published>2008-10-28T22:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:42:29.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~L6~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262228497805110114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="L6 Beta" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/7559/l6betaqd5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a past time activity. Got a little tired after reading for PA for a while (slacking). Lol... I guess you'll probably know what the message in the banner :) Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-1597043524556170144?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/1597043524556170144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=1597043524556170144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1597043524556170144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1597043524556170144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/10/l6.html' title='~L6~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8469777055654567395</id><published>2008-10-24T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:30:19.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~A Moment To Remember~</title><content type='html'>This is a touching story about mother. I received it as a forwarded email from my friends recently and I find it very meaningful. It may not be 'Mother's Day' today but I would like to show my appreciation to my mother for what she has given to me all this while. Treasure every moment you have with your mother or your parents because it's never too late to show how much you care for them and your appreciation to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~-~-~-~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;EIGHT LIES OF A MOTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say 'Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This was Mother's First Lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would&lt;br /&gt;sit beside me and eat the what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten. My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, 'Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This was Mother's Second Lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, 'Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning.' Mother smiled and said 'Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This was Mother's Third Lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love. Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said 'Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This was Mother's Fourth Lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again.&lt;br /&gt;But Mother refused to remarry saying 'I don't need love!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This was Mother's Fifth Lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, 'I have enough money!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;That was Mother's Sixth Lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me 'I'm not used to high living!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;That was Mother's Seventh Lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, 'Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;That was Mother's Eighth Lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died ..&lt;br /&gt;YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - O - T - H - E - R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; is for the Million things she gave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; means Only that she's growing old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; is for the Tears she shed to save me&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;' is for her Heart of gold&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;' is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;' means Right, and right she'll always be,&lt;br /&gt;Put them all together, they spell '&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;MOTHER&lt;/span&gt;' a word that means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful.&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/7635386129723181931-8469777055654567395?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8469777055654567395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8469777055654567395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8469777055654567395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8469777055654567395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/10/moment-to-remember.html' title='~A Moment To Remember~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-388611841694842080</id><published>2008-10-02T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:50:13.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Intervals~</title><content type='html'>Hi! Sorry for not updating in such a long time. Have nothing much to blog about and I don't think it'll interest you people if I post about those trivial matters that had happened for the past few weeks. This post is just like a gap to alter the 'last update' that is being showed in the blogroll of my friends' blog... Hehe.. Anyway, the past few weeks were great! =) Although there were some emo-ism in class, arguments and stressful events, they all ended well and things got a lot better with holidays. Able to spend more time studying compared to schooling days (school dismiss late, reach home late, eat late, study late, sleep late, go to school late). Everything's associated with late T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that everything seems to have cooled down, its time for exam. Another stress. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood:&lt;br /&gt;1. Trying to prepare for end year examination and muet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Trying to spend more time with family.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hoping that people will understand some of my unspoken actions.&lt;br /&gt;4. Looking forward to the next holiday (end of the year)&lt;br /&gt;5. Hoping that there's no extra classes during the long term holiday. Doesn't that defeat the purpose of calling it long term holiday? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and good luck in whatever you do! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the post : Understanding is the foundation for a strong friendship. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-388611841694842080?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/388611841694842080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=388611841694842080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/388611841694842080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/388611841694842080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/10/intervals.html' title='~Intervals~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3042581549027683584</id><published>2008-09-05T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:23:01.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Somebody Tagged Me!~</title><content type='html'>Okay first off, does the title sounds familiar to some of you? 'hint, hint, replace the TAGGED and ME with another word' Kind of bored, so decided to reply to my friend's kindness for tagging me by posting it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If you could spend one Ringgit in 5 minutes, what would you spend on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'Spend' it to the bank to generate more money =) hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What is your most favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Doing happy things? (play, talk, laugh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What kind of news do you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting or important news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What would you give up in return to eat all you want in the world and not get fat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I would want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Is there someone in your heart right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Um.. could be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on where I am... like maybe in the jungle - can get free food (get from the surrounding; plucking fruits from tree or hunting animals) hehehe... joking only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T It would be sad to just think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What do you feel like doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sleep... Enjoy life (means away from stress a.k.a. slacking) &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If there’s someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... not sure but I guess I might...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2... One is as tall as me (hehe...) and one is taller than me. Both are kind-hearted and caring. A true friend whom you can trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept me as how I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nobody is perfect... nothing I guess. If there's one maybe its some kind of negative stuff like smoking or etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If you had to eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea &gt;&lt; Something palatable, savory, tasty, nice... yummy! Lol... *Sign of hungriness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If you had a choice to be rich or happy, which one would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happiness. You can't buy 'happy' with money but you can make money eventhough you are happy =) Smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What is the one thing you love about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If you can bring only one thing along with you to another world, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I would pack everything into a container with infinite space and bring that one container with me. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Boxer or briefs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No idea... lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tag 8 people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia wei, Nicholas, Phillip, Chia Ming, Cheng Lim, Jude, Isaac Pang, Yangxin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3042581549027683584?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3042581549027683584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3042581549027683584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3042581549027683584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3042581549027683584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-tag.html' title='~Somebody Tagged Me!~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3518011433137248526</id><published>2008-08-26T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:17:09.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Taxonomy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Um... I also don't know why suddenly I am here posting about taxonomy. Haha.. It was yesterday when my bio teacher was telling us about the chapter 'taxonomy' and how we are going to do a group project in that chapter. Today, while I was browsing through the wiki I happen to come across this word. From what I know, taxonomy is the classification of organisms into a hierarchy of groupings. (Happen to read the first page of taxonomy from my biology textbook). Here's what taxonomy means from wiki:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taxonomy, sometimes alpha taxonomy, is the science of finding, describing and categorizing organisms, thus giving rise to taxonomic groups or taxa (singular: taxon), which may then be named.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are seven major levels of taxonomic groupings in traditional Linnaean taxonomy: Kingdom, Phylum or Division, Class, Order, Family, Genus, and Species (each of which may have several super- or sub groupings). Alpha taxonomy, however, focuses more on the species end of that spectrum (e.g., classifying organisms [specimens] into species groups, and classifying those into genera, rather than determining the higher-level relationships between families or orders).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238811550890141970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="135" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SLP_WWAFKRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/I8FwYhqEEKI/s200/800px-Stargazer_Lily.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Lilium Hybrid 'Stargazer'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Probably the group work will involve going around different areas collecting plants specimen. Lol... Hope it's interesting though. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3518011433137248526?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3518011433137248526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3518011433137248526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3518011433137248526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3518011433137248526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/08/taxonomy.html' title='~Taxonomy~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SLP_WWAFKRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/I8FwYhqEEKI/s72-c/800px-Stargazer_Lily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-710471660612054535</id><published>2008-08-17T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:44:55.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Check, Checking, Checkmate!~</title><content type='html'>Finally it's here! (Passed I mean :D) After many meeting and discussions, MHS Chess Open was a success :) If you have been reading my blog, remember me saying about Chess Tournament in my previous blog? It was held yesterday at MHS from morning (dawn for the committees) till late evening. It's a fun and exciting event which was participated by many schools in 'Melaka Tengah'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This section is much like the 'Credits' section.&lt;br /&gt;As for the conduct of the tournament, the committee arrived at the school at 6.30a.m. and started preparing for the tournament. Credits given to:-&lt;br /&gt;Everyone - For the conduct of the tournament and doing the job of an arbiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to:-&lt;br /&gt;Ester - For all the paperwork (program book, permission letter &amp;amp; getting signatures), registration and calls made for the tournaments.&lt;br /&gt;Nick &amp;amp; Yeong Sheng - For the PA system (laptop, projector, printer and many more) and help doing the score and printing it out =)&lt;br /&gt;Chun Yian - For handling the money :) and not forgetting the food for the committee (thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;Xing Yi - For helping out in handling the inventory (chess sets and clocks)&lt;br /&gt;Lavnya - For the name tags and registration&lt;br /&gt;Sanjiv - For the trophies and help in doing the score when the rest are taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;Phillip - For the registration and stationeries provided (cellophane tape) and cheering up the place with your repetitive laugh ("hahaha...hahaha...hahaha").&lt;br /&gt;Soon Heng &amp;amp; Bagi - For taking our photo (family photo) and distract us from our duty... Hahaha.... just joking =)&lt;br /&gt;Han Way, Mun Hong, William &amp;amp; Goh - For taking part to proportionate the number of teams in the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there were some complications during the first round, everything went on smoothly in the 2nd round and onwards thanks to everyone. GBS managed to sustain their position as the defending champion by winning again this year. Everyone was tired and exhausted after the tournament but it wasn't that bad in exchange for all the experience and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great and fun day as we joke around even in tense situation. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 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It is one of the 'Naruto' ending song. It has a nice tune, rhythm and the most important it has a very good lyric. It's about staying strong and standing up again after falling or facing defeat in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dare &lt;span style="CURSOR: hand" bab_id="0"&gt;&lt;span style="CURSOR: hand" bab_id="0"&gt;datte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span bab_id="1"&gt;&lt;span bab_id="1"&gt;shippai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wa &lt;span bab_id="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="2"&gt;suru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="3"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="3"&gt;hazukashii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; koto &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="4"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="4"&gt;janai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="5"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="5"&gt;kono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="6"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="6"&gt;kizu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="7"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="7"&gt;muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="8"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="8"&gt;shinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="9"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="9"&gt;waratte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="10"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="10"&gt;arukereba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone makes mistakes at times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not something embarrassing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't waste these scars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep on going laughing, and it'll all be good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(RAP)&lt;br /&gt;sou &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="11"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="11"&gt;shizuka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="12"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="12"&gt;kuuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="13"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="13"&gt;suikomihiroki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sora ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="14"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="14"&gt;kao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; age &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="15"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="15"&gt;tobikomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="16"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="16"&gt;toki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="17"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="17"&gt;ame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ga &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="18"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="18"&gt;futtara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="19"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="19"&gt;hito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="20"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="20"&gt;yasumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="21"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="21"&gt;jaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="22"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="22"&gt;yukusaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wa &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="23"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="23"&gt;kaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="24"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="24"&gt;fuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mama ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="25"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="25"&gt;takusan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="26"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="26"&gt;matotteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="27"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="27"&gt;koukai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="28"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="28"&gt;kono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="29"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="29"&gt;kizu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="30"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="30"&gt;muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="31"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="31"&gt;shicha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="32"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="32"&gt;shounai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="33"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="33"&gt;ude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="34"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="34"&gt;kunshou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="35"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="35"&gt;kizami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="36"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="36"&gt;ikoukai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="37"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="37"&gt;shougai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sou &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="38"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="38"&gt;kokkara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ga Show Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(RAP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That's right, breathe in a silent breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look to the vast sky, jump in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a break once in a while when it rains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the wind take the destination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the regrets you carry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't let these scars go to waste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carve an emblem into your arm, lets go as long as we love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's right, from here on is the Show Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ah &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="39"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="39"&gt;iroasete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="40"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="40"&gt;kono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; PORA &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="41"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="41"&gt;naka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="42"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="42"&gt;ikiteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="43"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="43"&gt;kako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="44"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="44"&gt;jibun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="45"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="45"&gt;toka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="46"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="46"&gt;itsumo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TSURU &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="47"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="47"&gt;nde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hi no &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="48"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="48"&gt;nai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="49"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="49"&gt;ibasho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="50"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="50"&gt;mitsukete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="51"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="51"&gt;hiataru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="52"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="52"&gt;konna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kanji de &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="53"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="53"&gt;hibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="54"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="54"&gt;kattou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="55"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="55"&gt;ippo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="56"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="56"&gt;fumidasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="57"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="57"&gt;beki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="58"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="58"&gt;ganbou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="59"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="59"&gt;makkou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="60"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="60"&gt;shoubu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="61"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="61"&gt;jibun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="62"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="62"&gt;muke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="63"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="63"&gt;issou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="64"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="64"&gt;koko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="65"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="65"&gt;kono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="66"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="66"&gt;uta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="67"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="67"&gt;hibikasou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah Like the past that lives in this fading polaroid picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like the days we hung out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We searched for a place so we can sit in the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We fought every day like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one step you gotta take for your desire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A real fight for yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's sing this song forever in this place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dare &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="68"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="68"&gt;datte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="69"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="69"&gt;shippai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wa &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="70"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="70"&gt;suru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="71"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="71"&gt;hazukashii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; koto &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="72"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="72"&gt;janai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="73"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="73"&gt;kono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="74"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="74"&gt;kizu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="75"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="75"&gt;muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="76"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="76"&gt;shinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="77"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="77"&gt;waratte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="78"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="78"&gt;arukereba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Everyone makes mistakes at times&lt;br /&gt;It's not something embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste these scars&lt;br /&gt;Keep on going laughing, and it'll all be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(RAP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="79"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="79"&gt;kyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="80"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="80"&gt;hajimari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="81"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="81"&gt;tsugeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="82"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="82"&gt;asayake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="83"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="83"&gt;yume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="84"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="84"&gt;genjitsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="85"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="85"&gt;hazama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de&lt;br /&gt;What's Say &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="86"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="86"&gt;kono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="87"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="87"&gt;koe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="88"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="88"&gt;kareru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="89"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="89"&gt;sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hi made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="90"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="90"&gt;korogari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="91"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="91"&gt;tsudzukeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Another Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="92"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="92"&gt;shuppotsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="93"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="93"&gt;shinkou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="94"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="94"&gt;kamase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in o &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="95"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="95"&gt;shindou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="96"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="96"&gt;kaitaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="97"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="97"&gt;michi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ippon yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="98"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="98"&gt;yagate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="99"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="99"&gt;toori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="100"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="100"&gt;hanasake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="101"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="101"&gt;soshite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="102"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="102"&gt;mirai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="103"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="103"&gt;mugete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="104"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="104"&gt;habatake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="105"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="105"&gt;genjitsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="106"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="106"&gt;omoku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="107"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="107"&gt;nokkaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ga &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="108"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="108"&gt;mezase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="109"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="109"&gt;chouten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Like a No Culture&lt;br /&gt;saru ga saru ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="110"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="110"&gt;shikanarenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="111"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="111"&gt;jibun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wa &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="112"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="112"&gt;jibun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="113"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="113"&gt;shikanarenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="114"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="114"&gt;asu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="115"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="115"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="116"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="116"&gt;shite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="117"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="117"&gt;shita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="118"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="118"&gt;muku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mae ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="119"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="119"&gt;kyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="120"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="120"&gt;jibun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="121"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="121"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="122"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="122"&gt;muku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mama ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="123"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="123"&gt;saisei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="124"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="124"&gt;kyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wa chou &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="125"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="125"&gt;kaisei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="126"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="126"&gt;nanimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="127"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="127"&gt;nayami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="128"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="128"&gt;nankanaize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(RAP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning dawn tells you the beginning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between the borders of dream and reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's Say until the day my voice dies &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" bab_id="129"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" bab_id="129"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" bab_id="129"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" bab_id="130"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" bab_id="130"&gt;truckin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Another Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All aboard ready to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Develop a single road yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soon flowers bloom along the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And will spread its wing toward the future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reality burdens real heavy but go for the top Like a No Culture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A monkey can only be a monkey Oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One can only be himself Yo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you worry about tomorrow with your head down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be what you wanna be today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rebirth, today's a fine day I've got nothing to worry for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omuku no&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="132"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="132"&gt;shikakaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="133"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="133"&gt;genjitsu ga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="134"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="134"&gt;ima no boku o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="135"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="135"&gt;semetateteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="136"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="136"&gt;kantan ni wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="137"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="137"&gt;ikanai na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="138"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="138"&gt;sonna koto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="139"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="139"&gt;kurai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="140"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="140"&gt;chouchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="141"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="141"&gt;shiteru yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reality leans heavy on me&lt;br /&gt;And it's torturing me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing comes easy&lt;br /&gt;I know that well enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dare &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="142"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="142"&gt;datte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="143"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="143"&gt;shippai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wa &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="144"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="144"&gt;suru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="145"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="145"&gt;hazukashii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; koto &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="146"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; CURSOR: hand" bab_id="146"&gt;janai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kono kizu o muda ni shinai de&lt;br /&gt;waratte arukereba ii&lt;br /&gt;takusan no koukai o matotte&lt;br /&gt;aji no aru hito ni naru sa&lt;br /&gt;kanashimi mo kaze ni kaete&lt;br /&gt;tsuyoku susunde ikereba ii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Everyone makes mistakes at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It's not something embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Don't waste these scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Keep on going laughing, and it'll all be good&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;With all the regrets I've gone through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'll be a person with taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Even turn sadness into a wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Keep on going strong, and it'll all be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(RAP)&lt;br /&gt;sou shizuka na kuuki suikomi&lt;br /&gt;hiroki sora ni kao age tobikomi&lt;br /&gt;toki ni ame ga futtara hito yasumi&lt;br /&gt;jaa yukusaki wa kaze fuku mama ni&lt;br /&gt;takusan no matotteru koukai&lt;br /&gt;sono kizu o muda ni shicha shounai&lt;br /&gt;ude ni kunshou kizami ikoukai shougai&lt;br /&gt;sou kokkara ga Show Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(RAP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's right, breathe in a silent breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look to the vast sky, jump in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a break once in a while when it rains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the wind take the destination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the regrets you carry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't let these scars go to waste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carve an emblem into your arm, lets go as long as we love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's right, from here on is the Show Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-782999439145733027?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/782999439145733027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=782999439145733027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/782999439145733027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/782999439145733027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/08/alive.html' title='~Alive~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-6382245209104039700</id><published>2008-08-08T18:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:15:31.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Awaken!~</title><content type='html'>Finally~~ I am able to post again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;Internet connection has been bad~&lt;br /&gt;Schooling is just as busy as ever~&lt;br /&gt;Even busier with the test~&lt;br /&gt;Most all settled that now I am here blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks I have been busy with all those school stuff like homework, project work, test and all those koku thingy. Most are settled now, only left with 'MHS Chess Tournament Open' which I am really looking forward to it. ^^ but... there are still many things that have to be done as soon as possible (those of you who are involved know what I mean... hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, some incidents happened in my life~&lt;br /&gt;It happens for a reason~&lt;br /&gt;What reason that's up to you to find out~&lt;br /&gt;It's a start of something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have decided to change :- blog colour, font, banner, widgets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason for 'The Awakening'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, there isn’t much happening for the past few weeks. Busy with biology's project work, August monthly test, and tons of homework that have to be completed to be handed in. Seldom go for movie (movie tickets are expensive) or hang out with friends ('some people' are just too busy) *spite for someone* hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Joy! Olympic is here! =) Alright, gotta go now, opening ceremony for Olympic (you won't want to miss it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya till then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Black doesn't mean its dark, just to suit the current theme =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-6382245209104039700?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/6382245209104039700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=6382245209104039700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6382245209104039700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6382245209104039700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/08/awaken.html' title='~Awaken!~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-432961828456689036</id><published>2008-07-13T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:07:26.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~!Surprise!~</title><content type='html'>Have anyone surprise you on your birthday before? Have you ever felt the excitement of surprising someone on their birthday? Ok so we (loo han, me, nick, chun yian, yeong sheng and alex) gave Jude a surprise birthday party on his birthday last Friday. It was exciting, the whole day was exciting. :) School has been interesting with the debate from my classmates during the MUET lesson. After school, me, Loo han and kin wee went to MP to buy a birthday present for Jude. After much consideration, we decided to give him a wallet and well you know the most common place we get birthday wallet is from BG. So, enter BG shop. Saw a wallet. Latest arrival. Buy. Night part, so Alex fetched me there as the others were buying cake from Italy Bakery. We reached there a bit earlier. Waited. The rest came. Loo han decided to lure Jude out from the front by going up from the front and calling him out to chit chat. While he's on it, the rest of us were hiding at the alley beside his house waiting to get to the back of his house. Once Jude's out, fly we go. We reached the back of the house. His mom opens the door for us. Take out the cake, light up the candle and turn off the light. As we were walking up to the living room, Jude came in surprise as the house was pitch black. Then............. Tada! Happy Birthday! Jude looked surprised. Totally unaware of it. Haha... then his dad came home with pizza and kfc and we all ate together in living room (Thanks to his parents for the food~) We chit chat and play a while. Then we go home. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the whole event were very memorable and fun (Nostalgic). It wouldn't have succeeded without each other's help. Hope everyone can be happy everyday just like how we are.&lt;br /&gt;~Friends Forever~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-432961828456689036?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/432961828456689036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=432961828456689036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/432961828456689036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/432961828456689036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/07/surprise.html' title='~!Surprise!~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8816218256232537444</id><published>2008-07-07T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:51:24.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The world ends with you~</title><content type='html'>Being in Form 6 especially in the science stream, well, I can say it's all about stress. You'll really need to manage your time perfectly well and have the discipline to study almost everyday. Moreover, with all the ideas and thoughts given by the teachers about how tough form 6 can be, I can presume that there's none of the days where you can relax 100% if you want to pass stpm with flying colours. Personally, I didn't give much thought when I decided to go to form 6. It's just a level or a stage, a stepping stone that almost everyone needs in order to gain admittance into a university, more precisely to further your education to get at least a degree. There may be shortcuts somewhere else or certain ways to skip this level such as matriculation but from what I've heard, those are not good despite the only fact that it is easier and the syllabus taught are lesser than form 6 (which means less stressful). However, as my teacher always likes to tell the student, 'shortcut will only lead to short circuit'. Lol... =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what I've observed for the past one month, some of my classmates looked really tensed up and stressed. Even for myself I find it really tiring, stressful and getting inadequate amount of sleep everyday. Imagine, this is only the beginning, or shall I say the prelude to the life of form 6 students and I am sure we are bound to face more challenging and difficult tasks sooner or later. Probably at that time we'll be looking like aged people suffering from dementia... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us plan to ingress into a local university after form 6. This means that we will have to be active in our co-curriculum activities because 10% of the total score required to enter a local-u comes from the co-cu. Being actively involved in it means that giving away part of our time, our study time for these indoor / outdoor activities. So in the end, more stress &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a finale for this post, well, being in form 6 is all about time management, plan your time well and you'll be ok, failure to do so and you'll see doom. T.T Well, actually I was just resting a bit after a tiring day. Thought of coming to blog a bit about form 6 but end up posting a few paragraphs about the stress in form 6... Lol... but.... there's one thing that cheer up 1/4 of the beta students though, one of our friend will be here in beta with us starting from today onwards~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-8816218256232537444?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8816218256232537444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8816218256232537444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8816218256232537444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8816218256232537444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/07/world-ends-with-you.html' title='~The world ends with you~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3171722520046131197</id><published>2008-06-23T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:44:42.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The Tag~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 1 : ON THE OUTSIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Vyro (^^)&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date : 203 BC&lt;br /&gt;Current Status : Single&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour : Black (I think so... hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;Righty of lefty : Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 2 : ON THE INSIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heritage : Chinese? Ask my ancestor...&lt;br /&gt;My Fears : Tarantula? :S&lt;br /&gt;My Weaknesses : Sometimes think a lot until brain explodes &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;My Perfect Pizza : Innumerable, most of the topping in Pizzahut (Supreme chicken, Satay pizza, Italiana pizza, etcetc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 3 : YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts first waking up : What day is today?&lt;br /&gt;My bedtime : Dependant on "x of activity" where x= time, type, number&lt;br /&gt;My most missed memory : P &amp;amp; C :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 4 : MY PICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : I'll just drink what I have...&lt;br /&gt;McDonald or Burger King : Burger King (French Chicken) "yummy!"&lt;br /&gt;Single or grouped dates : Is there any difference?&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Nike ~Just Do It~&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea : Teeeeee&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Half vanilla Half chocolate (Vanillate?) eg. McFlurry, Chocolate sundae&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee : Cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 5 : DO YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : Never&lt;br /&gt;Curse : Rarely (for joking purposes only) ^^v&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : Need to ask????&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : Not sure&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love : Maybe yes maybe no...&lt;br /&gt;Go to school : Yea... It used to be HSM (High School 'Musical'?) but now is MHS ('Musical' High School?) Yea.. It's full of "music"&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : Yea...&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : Definitely~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 6 : IN THE PAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol : Nope&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : Morning till night&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : Yea&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : Of course! Sushi King here I come!&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : Never, I am happy with this colour ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 7 : HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : Of course not&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in : Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 8 : AGE YOU'RE HOPING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To be married : After I've a steady flow of income&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 9 : IN A GIRL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour : Any colour which suits her character&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour : Natural colour if possible (Not dyed)&lt;br /&gt;Short hair or long hair : Not specific&lt;br /&gt;Best height : Not specific&lt;br /&gt;Attitude : Good / Polite / etcetc (The most important criterion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER10 : WHAT WERE YOU DOING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute ago : Filling this&lt;br /&gt;Hour ago : Doing homework&lt;br /&gt;4.5 hours ago : Watching tv&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago : "Yay, Holiday!"&lt;br /&gt;Year ago : With family / Hanging out with friends / Talking / Studying / etcetc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 11 : FINISH THE SENTENCES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love : my family &amp;amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;I feel : that I am stressed out&lt;br /&gt;I hate : "Can't think of any for now... Any idea?"&lt;br /&gt;I hide : let 'hide' = keep something safely, therefore, I 'hide' those things that are precious to me xD&lt;br /&gt;I miss : all my good memories with my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;I need : to finish the next section and... study... yea... study... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;LAYER 12 : TAGGING 5 PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyone who feels like doing it, go ahead, it's FFA anyway (Free For All) ^^ Happy doing it~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3171722520046131197?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3171722520046131197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3171722520046131197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3171722520046131197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3171722520046131197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/06/tag.html' title='~The Tag~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3738179224443450041</id><published>2008-06-21T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:44:30.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~World Peace~</title><content type='html'>Life has been so so for the past few days. Overall, school has been ok, not much happening. However, there's one thing that I want to blog about. Maybe because there's nothing interesting going on for the past few days and this is the only topic that interest me. The rest are just lullabies for you. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, it's about those people who like to make anonymous comments in people's chatbox because one of my friends has been attacked by these people (or more recognized as 'obloquy'). It is ok if you make those comments which are more euphemistic. Though I am not asking you to make those genteel statement but at least show some courteous when making comments. Though Malaysia is a democracy country, blogging isn't all circumscribed to countries and is more like a personal webpage. To make it clear, although you are in Malaysia which is a democracy country, the policy "Freedom of speech" doesn't always apply when you are making a comment in others blog. Don't think just cause you're in a democracy country you can abuse this "Freedom of speech" in others blog. The blogger or the blog can be from other countries. I conclude those who think that way to be people with stereotype thinking. Why am I blogging about it? Cause these people might be coming here and doing those crap in the future and if that were to happen, I won't be hesitate to delete your post. ^^ Another reason is that these people are destroying Malaysian's reputation by going from blog to blog talking about freedom of speech or things which they are uncertain of while claiming that they are Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who enjoy doing it, you better reconsider before you are being claimed as an embarrassment to your nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Farewell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3738179224443450041?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3738179224443450041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3738179224443450041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3738179224443450041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3738179224443450041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/06/world-peace.html' title='~World Peace~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-2717916929119743590</id><published>2008-06-12T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:59:44.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The Computer(s)~</title><content type='html'>Why computers are like women:&lt;br /&gt;Nobody understands the language that they use when they talk to other computers.&lt;br /&gt;They never tell you what is wrong; and if you don't know, you're in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;They remember your smallest mistakes for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why computers are like men:&lt;br /&gt;They know a lot of things but they are very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;After you get one for yourself, you soon see a better one.&lt;br /&gt;They like to go fast but they always crash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-2717916929119743590?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/2717916929119743590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=2717916929119743590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/2717916929119743590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/2717916929119743590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/06/computers.html' title='~The Computer(s)~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-1843786540846784374</id><published>2008-06-11T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:05:42.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The Return~</title><content type='html'>To all my fervid readers, I'm BACK! (^.,..,.^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone, sorry for not updating my blog for the past one month because I have so many thoughts in my mind and also many things to do. There's also time when I want to update but I'll just procrastinate AND thinks that I can't do it on that day so that it doesn't contradict to the statement "do not put off till tomorrow what that can be done today". xD Now that I have settle down everything, it's time to blog again! There are just so many things I want to blog about now that I've been gone for a month. Hahaha... Hmmm... Where shall I start...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, I'll start with my departure (or so called 'departure') Hahaha.. I've start schooling again after the 2 weeks holiday. Barely get to rest enough cause there are just so many thoughts running in my mind for the past 2 weeks. These were my thoughts during the holidays:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-want to study&lt;br /&gt;-want to enjoy the holiday&lt;br /&gt;-want to rest&lt;br /&gt;-extra classes&lt;br /&gt;-scholarships&lt;br /&gt;-friends&lt;br /&gt;-future&lt;br /&gt;-ambition&lt;br /&gt;-books&lt;br /&gt;-games&lt;br /&gt;-computer&lt;br /&gt;-drama&lt;br /&gt;-teachers&lt;br /&gt;-school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that's all I can recall for now... There are disturbing thoughts and also non-disturbing thoughts (neutral) all these were what I had in mind for the whole holiday and can be easily predicted as what I've been doing during the 2 weeks holiday (Now I can skip how I spend my holiday ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a long post..... Very soon you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the next point is...... Halt! Before that, I'll post about everything I want to blog about and that I can recall for now. I'll add in more as I remember through my future post. I've decided to make some minor changes to my blog such as the banner and the colour. Though now my blog's template is simple aka "The Simplest &amp;amp; The Most Empty Template" alias template-less, but I find it.... hmm simple? Hahahaha.... Yea, it's simple and clean. There's one more uniqueness about it (maybe this only applies to me) which IS you can hardly find this template anywhere because there's hardly anyone using it because it's too simple. okok... I'll cut the crap. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up next is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school life!!! Ok... This will be one of the long parts. In my previous post, I didn't blog much about the school yet because I'm still delving into it. Now I think I have enough content to make a paragraph or two about it. First, the school is big. There's no doubt about this particular fact. BIG as in the size and the population. The buildings are big and so is the gap between each block of buildings. The population is just hefty. The students are just inexpressible with even the most sophisticated words. Here's one of the incidents that had happened right before the holiday, there's an assembly on last period of the Friday before school holiday for the principal to give a word or two about the holiday. It took them 30 minutes just to sit in the hall and they don't even bother to keep quiet when the principal is talking and continue shouting, talking, screaming as if they were attending an uproarious party. After the 10 minutes assembly, everyone rushes for the exit and just push aside everything that's blocking their path. They even push the people and kick the chair as if nobody's business. I didn't quite enjoy the environment there, the toilets are.... obnoxious, dirty, fetid, dark, gloomy and everything bad. Nobody cares about it or do anything about it. SFI is still one of the best schools with clean toilets and home-my environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it's about my friends. It's nice to meet up with all my friends again and make more new friends there. Recently, I have just met with Phillip and it seems that he is very stress due to the frantic studying environment (which is like everyone wants to win type and tends to study 24/7) and the change in his milieu. In my opinion, some of the people there enjoy to feeling superior towards others and make you feel inferior. Being in form 6 is also stressful as the syllabus is wide and the teacher is rushing to finish the syllabus soon by giving lengthy extra classes and teaching in fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is about scholarship. For the past few months, all the SPM candidates have been busy applying for scholarship. Now, most of the results are out and those who have managed to secure a scholarship will be smiling gleefully while those who didn't are feeling sad and down. First, for those of you latter who are reading this, Cheer up! I myself have applied to a few. One of it is the Public Service Department scholarship which is also known as JPA scholarship. Although I've applied for it, I didn't go for the 'kursus kedoktoran' provided and also the interview. I know it's weird and funny but actually they didn't have the course I wanted to do and I don't quite like the fact that we are bound to work with the government for many years after graduate. Moreover the chance to secure that scholarship is really slim even if I want to. I've never actually had my mind on it. What I'm trying to imply is that, congrats to all those who got this scholarship &amp;amp; for those who didn't manage to obtain that scholarship, DO NOT BE DISHEARTENED OR FEEL SAD, it's not that you're bad or stupid for not getting it. It's just that JPA didn't see your full potential and I am sure you can succeed in other things that you do. i.e. pre-university education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have posted too long... Thanks for reading and I'll try to update more frequent for now whenever I have the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-1843786540846784374?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/1843786540846784374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=1843786540846784374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1843786540846784374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1843786540846784374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/06/return.html' title='~The Return~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-6869405544960681589</id><published>2008-05-11T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:55:49.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~'High'~</title><content type='html'>Most of my friends have posted their view about the happenings in MHS for the lower sixes. Now here, this is mine. Nothing much can be said about MHS. I am only a week there and I don't really enjoy the orientation prepared for us. They made us do a sketch and almost everyone did badly due to insufficient time given for us to discuss and prepare the sketch. They also gave us a tour around the school. Overall, the environment is OK, the facilities are not that good, the restroom is 'amazing' but I don't know why there's nobody in the school say something about it, and lastly the students..... I've no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-6869405544960681589?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/6869405544960681589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=6869405544960681589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6869405544960681589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/6869405544960681589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/05/high.html' title='~&apos;High&apos;~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-7210413732629222663</id><published>2008-05-02T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:11:46.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Study~</title><content type='html'>Lol... Form 6 is starting in another 1 week ++&lt;br /&gt;Time Flies~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember clearly the day after I sat for my last paper (Biology) for SPM, everyone looks so psyched up and they were all shouting, cheering, jumping, etc.etc. (all the excited mood). 5 months have passed since then. We had had our time of joy and happiness after many years of studies which is the 5 months 'away-from-school' mood. Now, back to school again for those who are going Form 6. The sound of the school bell, the view of students running around, the stuffy environment of the classroom, the participation in CCA, and the looks of students in uniform, they are all here again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, with some increment (take it as a bonus 'reward' for going Form 6). Tough syllabus, studying environment with fewer students, a classroom of mixed students (school + gender + race + religion + etc.etc. ^^) and smart students (which I think we may feel left out if we didn't study 'super' hard ~_~), schooling time may extend until evening (around 4/5 p.m) and we will 'burn midnight oil' almost everyday (remember to have a sufficient amount of oil stocked at home!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Study Study Study~ Lol... ((\( "口")/)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-7210413732629222663?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/7210413732629222663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=7210413732629222663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/7210413732629222663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/7210413732629222663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/05/study.html' title='~Study~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3768893743815444199</id><published>2008-04-15T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:21:30.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Life~</title><content type='html'>Alright so here's the next post~ I know most of you have been to the malls to do your shopping, but have you ever wonder what's the feeling of working in a mall? Basically, it's very much different than working in those shops outside. The working period is long and there are many rules set by the management that we have to abide. Okie so most of you know that I have been spending my 'after school' hour at my mom's shop. Nothing much to do at there though, other than serving customers or walking around the mall. As for customers, you'll meet many types of customers but basically there are two types in general, one which like to be served and one which hate to be served. For the one which like to be served, they'll ask questions and look around when you approach them. On the contrary, those customers who hate to be served will walk away swiftly as soon as you stood up or when you’re walking towards them (as if they have just seen a ghost). Sometimes you'll meet with those 'ignorant' customers and they'll just ‘see see’ as in ask to try many spectacles and make you take it out here and there but finally just walk away without breathing a word to anyone or just show some 'meanie' type of look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the shop huh... Hmm... Opened since 2006, before that was at Melaka Raya. That place was so much bigger and spacious than this new shop and much more comfortable. The price of the spectacles here are many times cheaper than other shops and all the products here are genuine unlike some places that sells imitated items. (So now you know where to go if you want to buy spectacles~) To most of my friends, this place is known as the HQ a.k.a. headquarter if we have an outing nearby (Don't get me wrong though, it's not the HQ with many sentries or guards patrolling the place… haha). Normally, we'll just gather here before we proceed with our plans for the day. ^^ As for me, this place is not very interesting, “yea, uninteresting” and from the shop to the restroom you'll have to take roughly a 35m++ walk back and forth. The whole mall is just uninteresting as it is, can hardly find anything interesting at there. Most of the shops are selling clothes, jewelries, or accessories. I am sure you'll find it pretty boring if you see the same thing everyday. Same goes for foods, I took my breakfast, lunch, dinner, teatime, etcetc at there. Tried most / all of the food sold at there. They are 'ok'... nice at the beginning but getting less tasty as time goes on because I've been eating the same thing over and over. The price.. Well, I think it is really expensive and sometimes the food isn’t good / spoilt but that's the only food source nearby though (can't complain much, they never listen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370058647472866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARYkum7CuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_tKhGMqfp98/s320/KW.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The shop with the old title frame (Front view)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370058647472882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARYkum7CvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GuvE-pfp-tc/s320/PC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The other section of the shop (Cosmetic Centre)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370685712698178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARZJOm7C0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/6kFRKJTeyMY/s320/stage+view.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The view of the stage as look from the shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Blocked by the kiosk during 06's Christmas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189371364317530994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARZwum7C3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/TVYtWRpssr4/s320/wall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This shows you how bored I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Some part of the wall / ceiling.. can't remember)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370436604594994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARY6um7CzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/S14FkxsNf14/s320/diamond+shop.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The diamond shop opposite (The mall is pretty empty during weekdays)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370062942440210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARYk-m7CxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ppvjAD3iWxI/s320/Christmas+Deco.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another sign of boredom~ (Christmas' wreath during 06's Christmas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370058647472898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARYkum7CwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/URHDrzQMpkc/s320/Castle.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Beautifully decorated paper castle during Christmas time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Opposite jewelries shop)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370062942440226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARYk-m7CyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eQeiocPEgZc/s320/Christmas+DP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas Time~ (View of the whole concourse area)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370690007665506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARZJem7C2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ov4lhKv7H7o/s320/shop.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just a normal spectacles shop~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189370690007665490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARZJem7C1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7AalGvQAB5A/s320/Outing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It changes into our HQ when we have an outing~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is basically about my life at the mall. As for now (today), this is kind of like a new me (Used to be a little robotic last time in primary school...). Don't ask me why, I don't know. That's all in the past, we should always move &amp;amp; look forward or far (Not too far or you won't be able to see if there's a hole in front of you!) Don't worry though, I am still the same old me, enjoy smiling (still am and will still be in the future) ^^ Smile is just something wonderful that even the most sophisticated words or complex sentences can't describe. It's just simply wonderful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Have You Smiled Today? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3768893743815444199?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3768893743815444199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3768893743815444199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3768893743815444199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3768893743815444199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/04/life.html' title='~Life~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mO_4Iq_rn_0/SARYkum7CuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_tKhGMqfp98/s72-c/KW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-8686453515909767854</id><published>2008-04-04T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:53:44.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Pre-U~</title><content type='html'>These informations are obtained from Wikipedia. It's about Pre-University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advanced Level [A-level]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The A-level, short for Advanced Level, is a General Certificate of Education qualification in England, Northern Ireland and Wales, usually taken by students during the optional final two years of secondary school (Years 12 &amp;amp; 13*, commonly called the Sixth Form except for Scotland), or at a separate sixth form college or further education college, after they have completed GCSE or IGCSE exams. The qualification is recognized around the world and is used as a sort of entrance exam for some universities. (In Northern Ireland, classes are numbered differently - the final two years of optional secondary education are called Year "13" and "14".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-levels are also taken in some Commonwealth countries, including Bangladesh, Pakistan, the Commonwealth Caribbean, Cyprus, Hong Kong, Malaysia, Mauritius, Sri Lanka, Singapore, Zimbabwe, Malawi, Gibraltar, Brunei, New Zealand, Malta, Zambia and South Africa. In India, the same system is followed, though the names of the exams are different. Due to respective changes in the systems, these examinations differ both in terms of content and style from the A-levels taken in the United Kingdom but the standard remains relatively the same. Nevertheless, the British GCE A-levels are taken all around the world, as many international schools choose to use the British system as the examinations are widely recognized. Furthermore, students may choose to sit the papers of British examination bodies at education centre such as British Councils around the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sixth Form [Form 6]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The sixth form, in the English, Welsh and Northern Irish education systems and Commonwealth West Indian countries such Barbados, Belize, Jamaica and Trinidad and Tobago, is the final (optional) two years of secondary schooling (when students are about sixteen to nineteen years of age), during which students normally prepare for their GCE A-level examinations. The term is used to describe the final two years spent in a secondary school as opposed to a sixth form college (UK use) where students start at age sixteen after leaving secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first five years of English secondary schooling were previously known as forms. Pupils started their first year of secondary school in the first form or first year. The first form was the year in which pupils would have their twelfth birthday. They would move up a form each year before entering the fifth form in the year in which they would have their sixteenth birthday. Pupils who stayed on at school after sixteen to study for A levels moved up into the sixth form, which was divided into the Lower Sixth and the Upper Sixth. In many private schools, the term Middle Sixth was used in place of Upper Sixth, with the latter being used for those who stayed on for an extra term to take the entrance examinations that were previously set for candidates to Oxford or Cambridge Universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The system was changed for the 1990/1991 academic year and school years are now numbered consecutively from primary school onwards. Year 1 is the first year of primary school after Reception. In Northern Ireland, the equivalent is "P1" with the equivalent of the English Year 1 being "P2". The first year of secondary school (the old first form) is now known as Year 7. The Lower Sixth is now Year 12 and the Upper Sixth is Year 13 (year’s thirteen and fourteen in Northern Ireland). However, the term Sixth Form has still been retained as a relic of the old numbering system and is used as a collective term for years 12 and 13. Private schools (and a few state schools) still use the old numbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some parts of the country, special "sixth form colleges" were introduced during the decades from 1960 onwards, recognizing this as a particularly important phase of student life. A large proportion of English secondary schools no longer have an integral sixth form. This is mainly related to the liberal reforms in the later 20th century, where different political areas become a factor in the introduction of colleges instead of the original sixth forms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these are ‘Pre-University’ education, if you’re given a choice to choose, which one will you choose? Feel free to vote at the poll and please give your reasons in the chatbox. Thank you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-8686453515909767854?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/8686453515909767854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=8686453515909767854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8686453515909767854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/8686453515909767854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/04/pre-u.html' title='~Pre-U~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-7666385235197872329</id><published>2008-03-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:40:55.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Acronyms~</title><content type='html'>Acronyms~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find acronyms almost everywhere in our life but do you actually know what does it means and where to use it? LASER, the word which is more commonly known by us as a beam or ray of coloured light and can be seen frequently in sci-fi movies However, one question remains, do you actually know what does LASER means? Most of us will normally be influenced by those sci-fi movies and regard laser as something shot out from a "laser gun" The truth is, laser is actually an acronym which is known as "L.A.S.E.R.” which means 'light amplification by the stimulated emission of radiation'. Here's another one, we always hear people talking about scuba diving and how they love scuba diving. Do you know that scuba is actually an acronym? It is the abbreviation of 'self-contained underwater breathing apparatus'. So, scuba diving actually means the use of self-contained apparatus or equipments to stay underwater for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a many types of acronyms, the one which are commonly found and identified are those which are pronounced as a word and contains only initial letters such as 'laser, scuba, FBI'. Other than this, there is pseudo-acronym which is a type of acronym, but when you pronounced the acronym, it resembles a word or a sentence such as ICQ. When you pronounced it normally and fluently, it sounds like "I c u..... I seek you" Yea! That's it; it's the acronym of 'I seek you'. There are many types of acronyms, we are not required to know all of it, but it's good to have some knowledge about it and know the actual meaning of the acronyms. We may happen to come across it in our daily life so it's better to learn up some before it's too late. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also acronyms which has many meanings, I still remember last time when I was in secondary sitting for my English test paper, there's always one question about acronym in the multiple-answer part. Many times the question about the acronym P.T.O. were asked, well if you ask me what's the answer, I would say it depends on where it is written. It could be 'please take one, 'please turn over', 'please think over' and the list can go on forever as long as people can think of something which has the initial word of 'p', 't' and 'o'. According to wiki, P.T.O. is an abbreviation for many words including 'Phantom of the Opera' and 'Parent-Teacher Organization'. Lol, acronym is something really wide and it takes time to learn up most of it, so try to read it up whenever possible. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-7666385235197872329?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/7666385235197872329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=7666385235197872329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/7666385235197872329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/7666385235197872329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/03/acronyms.html' title='~Acronyms~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-1176241568360708973</id><published>2008-03-26T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:13:23.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Education~</title><content type='html'>Heya~!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the delay in my post ^^&lt;br /&gt;Reasons: 1) Had got nothing much to blog about&lt;br /&gt;                 2) Had got no time to think about the post's content&lt;br /&gt;                 3) Was kind of busy with many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. Haha... so it's been like a few weeks since my last post &amp;amp; it suddenly cross my mind that many of my friends have left Melaka to further their studies in colleges. For those of who are still in Melaka, have you ever wondered or expected what type of lecturers who will be teaching you for the next few years? In St.Francis' Institution, to be more exact my previous class, we have had many teachers with different personalities, though however it may seems, one of my subject teacher, which is my physics teacher, Pn.Goh is one of the most respected teachers in the school (I am sure all the SFI students will agree with this statement) ^^ She is one of the many teachers who care for her students and tries her best to understand the student's needs. Sometimes in classes, we might forward some questions which seems to be absurd or "stupid question" to others but not to the student itself. When this type of question is being asked to an irresponsible teacher, they will just reply sarcastically or just ignore those questions which leave the students to ponder the questions by themselves. However, this teacher of mine will always try to understand what is being asked, analyze it and try to find a solution to that question. She tries her best to provide the students with the most accurate answer and she always has a solution to those "brain-cracking" questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would really be nice if we get this type of teachers who care and concern about the student's welfare throughout our education life but life is a journey full of mysteries and wanders. So don't be upset or depress even if your teacher isn’t great. It's just a trial for us to face and it helps makes ourselves more mature and determined. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-1176241568360708973?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/1176241568360708973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=1176241568360708973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1176241568360708973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1176241568360708973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/03/education.html' title='~Education~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-1880027365141601952</id><published>2008-03-04T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:00:32.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Laughter's The Best Medicine~ (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Hie~!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the continuation of the post "Laughter's The Best Medicine". I delayed this post because it took me quite some time to find these jokes and I hope you will enjoy reading it. ^^ ~LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than these jokes, there's something that I would like to share with my dear readers. Have you ever wonder how these jokes make us laugh? Sometimes we might not laugh because we don't understand the jokes but sometimes we can laugh non-stop on really funny jokes. Scientists have made an assumption on how we react to the jokes. Here's how it works: When you hear a joke, a language centre on the left side of your brain makes sense of the words, and then sends the message across to the right side of the brain. There, the right frontal cortex delves into the regions including those that store emotions and social memories, then shuffles the information until it clicks and you get the joke. Next, a structure deep in the brain pumps out dopamine, a "reward system" chemical that makes you feel good, and a primitive region near the base of your skull makes you laugh. So now do you have a better ideas on the reason why jokes and laughter can us feel happy? Reading jokes can make our brain pumps out dopamine which makes us feel good and thus making us happy and nice. ^^ Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A little old lady answered a knock on the door one day, only to be confronted by a well-dressed young man carrying a vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning," said the young man. "If I could take a couple minutes of your time, I would like to demonstrate the very latest in high-powered vacuum cleaners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go away!" said the old lady. "I haven't got any money" and she proceeded to close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick as a flash, the young man wedged his foot in the door and pushed it wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be too hasty!" he said. "Not until you have at least seen my demonstration."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, he emptied a bucket of horse manure onto her hallway carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If this vacuum cleaner does not remove all traces of this horse manure from your carpet, Madam, I will personally eat the remainder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," she said, "I hope you have a damned good appetite, because the electricity was cut off this morning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Two women that are dog owners are arguing about which dog is smarter.... First Woman : "My dog is so smart, every morning he waits for the paper boy to come around and then he takes the newspaper and brings it to me. Second Woman : "I know..." First Woman : "How?" Second Woman : "My dog told me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;One day these two fine southern ladies were sittin' on the front porch having some iced tea. One of the women sticks out her hand for the other woman to see, and in her long southern drawl says "Look at this ring my husband gave me. Isn't it nice?" To which the other woman replies, "Oh that's nice, that's real nice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first woman then says, "And just last month he took me on one of them Caribbean cruises." The second woman again replies, "Oh that's nice, that's real nice." "Well sweetheart doesn't your husband ever buy you nice things or send you nice places?" "Oh", the second woman responds, "When we first got married he did send me to etiquette school." "Why'd he do that?" the first woman asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the second fine southern woman replies, "Well you see, before, when someone told me about the jeweleries their husband gave them, or the trips he sent her on, I would have just said I don't give a @#$%^$^#@# , but now I say that's nice, that's real nice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;An elderly widow and widower were dating for about five years. The man finally decided to ask her to marry. She immediately said "yes". The next morning when he awoke, he couldn't remember what her answer was! "Was she happy? I think so, wait, no, she looked at me funny..." After about an hour of trying to remember to no avail he got on the telephone and gave her a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed, he admitted that he didn't remember her answer to the marriage proposal. "Oh", she said, "I'm so glad you called. I remembered saying 'yes' to someone, but I couldn't remember who it was."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A man hasn't been feeling well, so he goes to his doctor for a complete check-up. Afterward, the doctor comes out with the results. "I'm afraid I have some very bad news," the doctor says. "You're dying, and you don't have much time left."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's terrible!" says the man. "How long have I got?" "Ten," the doctor says sadly. "Ten?" the man asks. "Ten what? Months? Weeks? What?!" The doctor interrupts, "Nine..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question. The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said, "Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!" The passenger apologized and said, "I didn't realize that a little tap would scare you so much. "The driver replied, "Sorry, it's not really your fault. Today is my first day as a cab driver. I've been driving a funeral van for the last 25 years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;While proudly showing off his new apartment to friends, a college student led the way into the den. "What is the big brass gong and hammer for?" one of his friends asked. "That is the talking clock," the man replied. "How's it work?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch," the man said and proceeded to give the gong an ear shattering pound with the hammer. Suddenly, someone screamed from the other side of the wall, "Knock it off, you idiot! It's two o'clock in the morning!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;One night, Tim was walking home when, all of a sudden, a thief jumped on him. Tim and the thief were began to wrestle. They rolled about on the ground and Tim put up a tremendous fight. However, the thief managed to get the better of him and pinned him to the ground. The thief then went through Tim's pockets and searched him. All the thief could find on Tim was 25 cents. The thief was so surprised at this that he asked Tim why he had bothered to fight so hard for 25 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was that all you wanted?" Tim replied, "I thought you were after the five hundred dollars I've got in my shoe!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;After a long, dry sermon, the minister announced that he wished to meet with the church board following the close of the service. The first man to arrive and greet the minister was a total stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You misunderstood my announcement. This is a meeting of the board members," explained the minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know," said the man, "but if there is anyone here more bored than I am, then I'd like to meet him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I recently picked a new primary care physician. After two visits and exhaustive lab tests, he said I was doing "fairly well" for my age. A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, "Do you think I'll live to be 80?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked, "Well, do you smoke tobacco or drink beer?" "Oh no", I replied, "I've never done either." Then he asked, "Do you eat rib-eye steaks and bar-b-qued ribs? I said, "No, I've heard that all "red meat" is very unhealthy!" "Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf?" he asked. "No I don't," I said. He said, "Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or fool around with sexy women?", "No," I said, "I've never done any of those things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me and said, "Then why in hell do you want to live to be 80??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A linguistics professor was lecturing his class the other day. "In English," he said, "a double negative forms a positive. However, in some languages, such as Russian, a double negative remains a negative. But there isn't a single language, not one, in which a double positive can express a negative."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice from the back of the room retorted, "Yeah, right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-1880027365141601952?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/1880027365141601952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=1880027365141601952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1880027365141601952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/1880027365141601952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/03/laughters-best-medicine-part-2.html' title='~Laughter&apos;s The Best Medicine~ (Part 2)'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-9046114538144511561</id><published>2008-02-28T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:44:02.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Laughter's The Best Medicine~ (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the world’s best jokes which I would like to share with everyone. The first joke was concluded as the best joke in the world by the University of Hertfordshire. The rest are great and nice jokes which will make you laugh out loud. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the first part of it and there are more jokes to come in my upcoming posts. Happy reading &amp;amp; Have a good laugh! ~LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Best Joke in the World*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A couple of New Jersey hunters are out in the woods when one of them falls to the ground. He doesn't seem to be breathing, his eyes are rolled back in his head. The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps to the operator: “My friend is dead! What can I do?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The operator, in a calm soothing voice says: “Just take it easy. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead.” There is a silence, then a shot is heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The guy's voice comes back on the line. He says: “OK, now what?“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson go on a camping trip.  After a good dinner and a bottle of wine, they retire for the night, and go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Some hours later, Holmes wakes up and nudges his faithful friend. “Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“I see millions and millions of stars, Holmes” replies Watson.“And what do you deduce from that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Watson ponders for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, Astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful, and that we are a small and insignificant part of the universe. But what does it tell you, Holmes?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Holmes is silent for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“Watson, you idiot!” he says.  “Someone has stolen our tent!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A secretary, an assistant and the boss are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a genie appears to grant them each one wish. The secretary says, "I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world." Poof! She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of piña coladas and the love of my life," says the assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're next," the genie says to the boss. He says, "I want those two back in the office right after lunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A woman gets on a bus with her baby. The bus driver says: “That's the ugliest baby that I've ever seen. Ugh!” The woman goes to the rear of the bus and sits down, fuming. She says to a man next to her: “The driver just insulted me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The man says: “You go right up there and tell him off – go ahead, I'll hold your monkey for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A man is driving down the freeway with his two pet penguins when he gets pulled over by a cop for speeding. After the cop hands over the speeding ticket to the driver, he notices the 2 penguins. The cop informs the driver that he must take the penguins to the zoo. The driver agrees to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Two months later, the same man is pulled over by the same cop for speeding. The cop notices the penguins again only now they are wearing sun glasses and eating ice cream. The cop says, "I thought I told you to take those penguins to the zoo." The man responds, "I did take them to the zoo, now I'm taking them to the beach."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Two guys are sitting on a bar stool. One starts to insult the other one. He screams, “I slept with your mother!” The bar gets quiet as everyone listens to see what the other weasel will do. The first again yells, “I SLEPT WITH YOUR MOTHER!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The other says, “Go home dad you’re drunk.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A turtle was walking down an alley in New York when he was mugged by a gang of snails. A police detective came to investigate and asked the turtle if he could explain what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turtle looked at the detective with a confused look on his face and replied “I don't know, it all happened so fast.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A doctor says to his patient, “I have bad news and worse news”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“Oh dear, what's the bad news?” asks the patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The doctor replies, “You only have 24 hours to live.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“That's terrible”, said the patient. “How can the news possibly be worse?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The doctor replies, “I've been trying to contact you since yesterday.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A scientist and a philosopher were being chased by a hungry lion. The scientist made some quick calculations; he said “it's no good trying to outrun it, its catching up”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The philosopher kept a little ahead and replied “I am not trying to outrun the lion, I am trying to outrun you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;¥---¤---¥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-9046114538144511561?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/9046114538144511561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=9046114538144511561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/9046114538144511561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/9046114538144511561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/02/laughters-best-medicine-part-1.html' title='~Laughter&apos;s The Best Medicine~ (Part 1)'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-4241540507504577434</id><published>2008-02-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T00:29:08.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Laugh &amp; Grow Fat~</title><content type='html'>Hipppiieeee~~~ It's been a while since my last post... hope everyone is doing fine. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we (Me, Tzong Meng, Nicholas, Chia Ming, Wei Keong, Loo Han, Jude, Isaac Chin, Han Wei, Chi Lim) went for badminton + swimming at Harbor Club. xD From where shall I start blogging...?? Hmm... okie~~ I'll start at the moment I got all ready and waiting for Tzong Meng which was supposed to pick me up at 2.40 p.m... Waited waited waited and finally I decided to give him a call for making me to wait so long... so I called~~~ "Tzong where are you?" "I am at home" lol... (still at house) x_x  "Are you coming?" "Yea yea, coming now...." so at 3.05 p.m., I entered his car, "Why so long????? Told me you coming at 2.40 p.m. xD" "Haha... was playing devil may cry3" lol... For those of you who haven't heard of the game, it's a fast-paced ps2 game which is worth trying.... see, it's so irresistible that it would be alright if you're a little late because of it. Haha.. =P Alright, so next we went to fetch Jude at Ujong Pasir. The actual plan was to fetch me, Jude, Loo Han and Han Wei. While fetching Jude, I called Loo Han to tell him we're going to fetch him in a few minutes time and what a suprised, he is already a few meters away from Harbor Club with Han Wei, walked all the way there from Han Wei's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Harbor Club at about 3.20 p.m. which is a little late from the actual plan. Next, we entered the badminton court and start smashing, jumping, or whatever act relevant to playing badminton. ^^ Chia Ming and Wei Keong were the first two to enter the swimming pool cause they weren’t keen in playing badminton. After playing for quite some time, most of us started going to the swimming pool for a "dive". We went swimming and enjoy ourselves in the "sort-of clean" swimming pool. Haha.. There was no one there at that time and so we had the whole pool to ourselves~~ At about 6.00 p.m. we got ourselves ready to depart from Harbor Club. Many times the question "staying for dinner?" was asked and finally we all decided to stay for dinner. The next question is..."where to have our dinner?" Amigo? Madinah? (It's not the "Madinah" at Makkah though, just a small restaurant by the name of "Madinah") Bei Zhan? Seoul Garden? (Way too expensive and need lots of time cook + eat) We all decided to have our dinner at Madinah. Off we go~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At Madinah : "Lol... I thought it was a big restaurant", "oooo.... that one is Madinah?", "So packed the place~~", "No air-cond~" ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that place was really really packed, probably cause the foods there are good. I haven't actually tried all the foods at there though, only tried the "nasi pataya" which is quite cheap and delicious. ^^ so all of us agreed to go somewhere else to have our dinner, so round and round we go...... it suddenly comes up to my mind there's this place "Genki Kitchen" at Melaka Raya which has a variety of food, japanese food, vegetarian food, western food, etcetc.. So I told them about the place and off we go~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At Genki Kitchen : "Hmm... not bad the food", "so cheap?!?", "they have so many types of food here!" "This place's not bad" haha... at least  some"not-so-bad" comments... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We placed our orders and waited for the food to be served, it took quite long though.. The foods are not bad. The environment is ok, except that it took quite some time for the food to be served. (Should say it took a long time... probably because we're hungry already after the activities) We talked, snap pictures, eat and laugh. Say goodbye  at the end of the day and go back home because it's late already~ A happy day for us~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. There are no pictures because most of the pictures  were taken in different phones and cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-4241540507504577434?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/4241540507504577434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=4241540507504577434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/4241540507504577434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/4241540507504577434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/02/laugh-grow-fat.html' title='~Laugh &amp; Grow Fat~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3580932713009502123</id><published>2008-02-03T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:45:04.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~All's Well That Ends Well~</title><content type='html'>LONG LONG AGO IN A LAND FAR FAR AWAY, THERE LIVES A BOY... (Is this a fairy tale? umm... Guess not... Let's get to the point then~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, at 1.30 p.m. I was visited by a group of 4 "kiddo" (Isaac Pang, Jude, Loo Han, Manoj) I call them "kiddo" cause they are a year younger than me (as in age). ^^ At 1.45 p.m., we had our lunch together with Tzong Meng at Hong Kong Village in Dataran Pahlawan. During our lunch at there, we talked, chat, laugh, play, etc. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Boon Hock passed by the restaurant and the 4 of them (Isaac, Jude, Loo, Manoj) were shouting "BOON HOCK! BOON HOCK!" and yea, everyone was like looking at the extreme reaction and noise from our table. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our lunch, Tzong and I went back to my mom's shop while the group of “kiddo” takes a walk at DP (Dataran Pahlawan in short). 5 minutes after I am back from my lunch, I was visited by Andrew Lim. Later, we (Me, Isaac, Jude, Loo, Manoj) went to Mahkota Parade together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we arrived, we went to the arcade. We wanted to play bowling though, but it was expensive per game due to weekend’s rate. Then we take a walk and reach an electronic shop "SEN Q". Loo Han was saying "Hey, let's go in and play the game. It's free!" ^^ Without any hesitation, all of us entered, right into the section with a few computers. Here comes the funny part, so there are 3 computers at there. One has a mouse and a keyboard; one has no mouse and one more without the keyboard. So we hang around there for a while, Loo Han, Jude and Manoj were playing Diner Dash while me and Isaac was trying out the Chess and after a while, I saw this woman in "Sen Q" uniform and she was like giving us a stern look. She approaches slowly just like a tiger sneaking up on its prey. Loo Han and I decided to leave the place as she was coming nearer to us. Right after we exit the place, we saw Jude running after us and told us that the woman asked her who shifted the mouse. Lol. (No idea though, it was already there) We had a great laugh together after we leave the place talking about how that woman chases the customers away. Haha.... We walked around for a while and later have some desserts at McDonald. THEN... *skip those minor matters* I say goodbye and went back to my mom's shop. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-3580932713009502123?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3580932713009502123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3580932713009502123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3580932713009502123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3580932713009502123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-long-ago-in-land-far-far-away.html' title='~All&apos;s Well That Ends Well~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-9148297397631596238</id><published>2008-02-01T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:13:20.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Let bygones be bygones~</title><content type='html'>"Smileeee~~ Be Carefree! Be Lovely! Be Cheerful! &amp;amp; most importantly, Be Yourself!! Happy Always^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should always be happy, don't you readers agree with me? Being angry at times is something normal. "Angry" can be defined as a feeling of hatred or displeasure towards something or someone. In reality, we will face many ups and downs, disappointment, and even keep our grudges towards others. However, it is better if we can diminish those pessimistic feelings and be more optimistic in our daily life. "We can make our day great and bright by first being optimistic to ourselves and our surrounding"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Form 4, the year where we students start to shine as we will be getting some positions in the clubs and societies that we joined and that's the time when problems aroused as everyone wanted to get a high position rather than a low position in those clubs and societies. Some of my friends, need not to say who, filled with evil intentions start their "ultimate" plan to get hold of the position they wanted. To accomplish their plan, they have sacrificed many other great and talented students who are more fitted for the position than they are. Some without us knowing had used the infamous "backstabbing" method so badly to get what they wanted. At the end of the day, some managed to execute a well-devised plan and achieved what they wanted and try to make-up for what they had done to get the position. Some unlucky ones got found out and being alienated from others. Though they managed to get a somewhat high position, probably they just "gain the rank of a leader but lost the trust of his armies" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these incidents and happenings, I think getting these positions isn't that important as improving ourselves and becoming a better person in the world. I had once hated them for what they had done but come to think of it, is it worth getting angry at them or hate them for their attitude? It doesn't change anything by getting angry at them. It will just make things worse and cause more arguments. These positions and rank are something very abstract and unimportant. At the end of the day, that's not what matter most to person because friendship and love are simply more important than that. "All that glitters is not gold". Getting angry or going into extend of thawing that person until others misinterpret and thought that you are jealous of that person is not a very wise act and can be considered something immature. We should always try to improve ourselves rather than complaining about the past. As to be said, we should try to "forget and forgive" rather than having "vengeance and hatred" in our life. The feeling of vengeance and hatred should be overcome whenever possible so that we can have a brighter day ahead. Live life to the fullest and appreciate our life as we do not know what will happen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-9148297397631596238?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/9148297397631596238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=9148297397631596238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/9148297397631596238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/9148297397631596238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-bygones-be-bygones.html' title='~Let bygones be bygones~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-2179021929621186392</id><published>2008-01-22T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:21:38.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Time &amp; Tide Wait For No Man~</title><content type='html'>Hey, I am back!!&lt;br /&gt;After stopped blogging for a few months, I am back here to blog again. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to refresh the blog, let me blog about what had happened after my first blog in July. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;August:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August? August seems to come and go just like that... haha.. as usual, enjoying schooling days and having lots of fun with my friends and also preparing for SPM trial examinations. Kind of a 'stress' and 'cheerful' month as we all (form 5 students) are still slacking though trial is coming nearer and nearer... haha ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;September:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... nothing much can be said about this month, as far as I remember, I was having my SPM trial examinations and enjoying school life before it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;October:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October is just a month away before the real SPM examinations. Stress, happiness, sadness and all those mixed feelings start coming to me in this month. Stress as we are going to sit for SPM examinations real soon, happy as we are going to leave school soon enough after our SPM and enjoy a few months of 'slacking' &amp;amp; feeling down and sad as we (my classmates and I) are going to go on our own ways to further our studies after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;November:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come... 'SPM', the government examinations compulsory to be taken by all form 5 students. It lasted for around 3 weeks as I can recall. ^^ As usual though, we have been in the stressmood hoping that we can answer those questions given to us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~ 26 November '07~ *3.30 pm.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray!! Finally, the stress mood is over and joy and happiness starts rushing into us. We have finally finished our SPM!! Well, all in all, I don't know what to say bout the SPM but I just pray and hope that everything turns out fine. ^^ *pray hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;December:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells Jingle bells~~&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way..... la la la la~~~&lt;br /&gt;It's christmas time! ^^&lt;br /&gt;I had my class farewell party in Equatorial Hotel. It was such a nostalgic moment and we all had great time together in the party.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the month is just about resting and working.... Lol. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;January 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some of my friends are leaving to other countries to continue their education overseas, some left already, but I am still thinking about what courses I should take and pursue... haha.. ^^ Haven't make up my mind though. The month is still 'on'.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Adios~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7635386129723181931-2179021929621186392?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/2179021929621186392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=2179021929621186392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/2179021929621186392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/2179021929621186392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-tide-wait-for-no-man.html' title='~Time &amp; Tide Wait For No Man~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7635386129723181931.post-3208666879203846902</id><published>2007-07-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T01:19:19.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed~</title><content type='html'>True friends especially those who really cares for you or concern about you are hard to find. When one is sight, don't let them go as they will be hard to be found again. Even if they may have fought with you or argued with you, it's all just for your own good after all and it also means that they are really concern about you and wish you to be a better person in the future. I have friends who has left me for further educations in the overseas. It is a great lost, we have been friends for many years and although we have fought, argued, hated each other, we have forgotten those misery times and we only think of the happy moment we spent together.  When you have lost an important friend in your life one day, only then you will know how much they means to you and how their existence in your life changes you and your surrounding. Friends are not measured by how long you have known them but it is about how much you know about them and how much you care for them as your friends.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;True friends are as important as your daily needs as they are the one to guide you when you are in the times of trial and hardship. They share your misery and sadness by lending ears and giving a helping hand. They share your joy by being together with you and giving you advice which knows no value in market. Therfore, treasure those friends whom you think is your true friend and appreciate those moments you spent together. If you have something to say to them, say it now or else you might not have the chance to say it anymore.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This, I would like to dedicate it to:&lt;br/&gt;All of my friends who are still with me today,&lt;br/&gt;My friends who  are leaving me very soon,&lt;br/&gt;My friends who  are going to leave me in the future,&lt;br/&gt;And my friends who has left me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Some people are fortunate enough to meet someone special in their lives&lt;br/&gt;who, even though they each may follow their seperate ways, continue to share&lt;br/&gt;a lasting friendship...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The special times spent together,&lt;br/&gt;the people and places shared,&lt;br/&gt;are memories both will always have.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They are the people remembered always,&lt;br/&gt;who live in the heart no matter what...&lt;br/&gt;always just a thought or a phone call away,&lt;br/&gt;even if years have come between.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This is for you, my special friend,&lt;br/&gt;given with a special kind of love.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thank you for all the times in my life,&lt;br/&gt;you were such a vital part of,&lt;br/&gt;and for being the unique essence&lt;br/&gt;of our lasting friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;~All the best and good luck in your future undertakings~&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/7635386129723181931-3208666879203846902?l=vyrolwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/feeds/3208666879203846902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7635386129723181931&amp;postID=3208666879203846902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3208666879203846902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7635386129723181931/posts/default/3208666879203846902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vyrolwg.blogspot.com/2007/07/friend-in-need-is-friend-indeed.html' title='~A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed~'/><author><name>Vyro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01377936811469016851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
