<?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-23900746</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:26:36.118+08:00</updated><category term='Rubbish'/><category term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='Fws'/><category term='Copied Humour'/><category term='Outta Head'/><category term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>wow it's bobby's blog. wow.</title><subtitle type='html'>This place is back. Again. I think. Don't hold high hopes. *Multiple times of resurrection of blog causing error in some sectors.*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-4778712026427651999</id><published>2010-05-16T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:13:20.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我已下了决心。我是真的爱上了你。你带给我太多我意想不到的感觉，的东西。&lt;br /&gt;虽然我知道我不是你的唯一，你也说过你会很均匀的分配你的爱，但是有时我还会问自己：有可能吗？&lt;br /&gt;有时，你对我好冷漠的时候，我会胡思乱想，到底是不是又发生什么事了？ 是不是你又爱上另外一个呢？&lt;br /&gt;坦诚说，和你一起我得不到安全感。可能是书读得多，可能是事情看得多，你不在我身边我很没有安全感。但这并不是我哭的理由。&lt;br /&gt;我真的好希望你是我第一个，也是我最后一个。虽然你给了一些希望我，但是有时我就是说服不了自己。&lt;br /&gt;和你在一起，你给了我一些些的勇气，也改变了我。你真的是带了一束光，把那一束光引进了我的心里。我好久没被人爱过了。&lt;br /&gt;遇见你，我第一次被人爱得这么多。你真的让我感觉到，原来爱情是这么一回事。&lt;br /&gt;我这人，容易吃醋，动不动就胡思乱想，有时很婆妈，还非常的太过保护人。我知道，只会让人很反感。我也因为这种我，已被拒绝了好多次。却只有你，让我改变了自己。&lt;br /&gt;我学会了说服自己，学会了对你有那么一点的信心，学会了不太吃醋。是你改变了我。虽然你的小姐脾气有时真得令我无从下手，但是你还是知道你是在干什么的。&lt;br /&gt;到了一定的限度，你会回到理性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一个很爱吃醋的人。说到爱情，我就会吃醋，我就会胡思乱想，我会心疼，我会自卑。但是在你面前，我却永远扮成我不是。每当你提到你的爱情故事，我的心总是会酸酸的。&lt;br /&gt;我哭，但我也不知为何我哭。可能太辛苦了吧。可能太委屈了吧。但是为了你，我都能忍受。心酸酸的感觉，痛苦的感觉，委屈的感觉，每当看你笑，都会不见了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只想告诉你，无论什么事发生都好，不论你爱过，或会在爱上多少个人都好，不论你变成什么样子，就算你已经变成另外一个人了，就算你像以前的一样，都是在利用我，欺骗我感情都好，或者选的人不是我都好，&lt;br /&gt;我都会一生在你身边。我知道我答应了你好多东西，有些可能不能承诺你，但只有这一样我是已下了决心，永远不改的。我如果娶的不是你，我也就终身不娶，一生就作你的守护天使。&lt;br /&gt;我傻，我自私，我已经失去了理智。有时我真的好怕失去你。可能我真的是真的想霸占了你。我自私。我害怕。我可能不能再这样下去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不忍心看你哭，但也不忍心放开你，是我自私。&lt;br /&gt;为了你，我可以改变一切，我真的可以。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-4778712026427651999?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/4778712026427651999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=4778712026427651999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4778712026427651999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4778712026427651999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-1611849561432702084</id><published>2008-05-15T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:15:08.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th May 2008 12:10AM Altec Lansing</title><content type='html'>Quote of the day: fuckin' imgaeshack, 500 internal error my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battle Realms is gay sometimes, but most of the time its fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-1611849561432702084?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/1611849561432702084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=1611849561432702084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/1611849561432702084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/1611849561432702084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2008/05/15th-may-2008-1210am-altec-lansing.html' title='15th May 2008 12:10AM Altec Lansing'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-8574128474285677927</id><published>2008-05-10T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:31:54.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th May 2008. Choki Choki.</title><content type='html'>Quote of the day: wiki.theppn, ur best friend when it's about JMusic :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm back. I don't really know what to write about so yeah. I'll just say blogging is boring. Its gonna be random posts from now on, I hate updating on how my life goes anyways. I just need a place to post random crazy words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the moment: mIRC is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO gimme some idea of what to post next. (What do you want me to give comment on, etc. I don't even know if you bastards out there're gonna read this xD Worth a try :p Damn now I'm talking to myself x.x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE. I'll see if this is my final post of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something worth listening to if you trust my tastes on music: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning Musume - Resonant Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyvoSDZ6jOo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyvoSDZ6jOo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO ask if you're interested in them, I'll bring you to a world of wonders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-8574128474285677927?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/8574128474285677927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=8574128474285677927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/8574128474285677927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/8574128474285677927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2008/05/10th-may-2008-choki-choki.html' title='10th May 2008. Choki Choki.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-4513651773236696080</id><published>2008-03-28T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T19:03:07.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>Cancer sucks. So does Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: If the world is going to be destroyed by aliens, then screw you, I'm moving outta Earth. Says the AKB48-HOLIC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-4513651773236696080?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/4513651773236696080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=4513651773236696080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4513651773236696080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4513651773236696080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2008/03/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-2749007319069761481</id><published>2007-11-27T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:11:32.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>AKB48's Company can't do tracklists for nuts.</title><content type='html'>Oh how I wished you guys reading will know what I'm talking about. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-2749007319069761481?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/2749007319069761481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=2749007319069761481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/2749007319069761481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/2749007319069761481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/11/akb48s-company-cant-do-tracklists-for.html' title='AKB48&apos;s Company can&apos;t do tracklists for nuts.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-5694280610634714514</id><published>2007-10-21T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:46:34.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>Bottomline.</title><content type='html'>1) The guy is a space tourist who just used up our cash for his own fun. NOT an astronaut. I repeat, NOT AN ASTRONAUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Thailand pwns Malaysia anytime. NOW and FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Eurobeat still pwns. No doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-5694280610634714514?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/5694280610634714514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=5694280610634714514&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/5694280610634714514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/5694280610634714514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/10/bottomline.html' title='Bottomline.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-6670936794052287140</id><published>2007-10-11T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:45:32.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>LOVE!!!! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3</title><content type='html'>I've been putting up BOBBY IS IN LOVE!!! on my msn for a few days and alotta ppl actually asked me who the girl was. So now I will tell it out to the whole world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met her at Melacca, 2nd sem of MMU if i'm not wrong. We met  because of an anime, and we got very close, I was seeing her everyday. But somehow we stopped talking later on and we kinda lost contact. Until a few weeks back, I saw her in Cyberjaya. We met up and I found out I'm in love again. Romantic huh. Wanna know who's her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eurobeat"&gt;EUROBEAT POP&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who ever told you guys I must be in love  with someone? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2day was ... bad. I mean terrible. Wait, horrible.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-6670936794052287140?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/6670936794052287140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=6670936794052287140&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6670936794052287140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6670936794052287140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-333.html' title='LOVE!!!! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-1760294160037037759</id><published>2007-10-07T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T11:17:59.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>What it says.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PE_dbOrqii0/RwhPqSiq7RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J5trWftci0A/s1600-h/1498243365_b98226ecd6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PE_dbOrqii0/RwhPqSiq7RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J5trWftci0A/s320/1498243365_b98226ecd6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118428564456926482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creds to andy0212&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-1760294160037037759?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/1760294160037037759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=1760294160037037759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/1760294160037037759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/1760294160037037759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-it-says.html' title='What it says.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PE_dbOrqii0/RwhPqSiq7RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J5trWftci0A/s72-c/1498243365_b98226ecd6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-6298882105398556048</id><published>2007-10-06T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:25:23.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>Break up, huh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Song: Miyavi - Kimi ni Negai wo&lt;br /&gt;Current Thought: My hand ... is ... itchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard somenews today ... Dream and Reality went through some quarrel and they broke up. I know they weren't together for a long time, but it's just sad to hear about the break up. They seemed like they were going to last, but too bad :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;忘れたくない。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-6298882105398556048?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/6298882105398556048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=6298882105398556048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6298882105398556048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6298882105398556048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/10/break-up-huh.html' title='Break up, huh.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-5672612506836272877</id><published>2007-10-03T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:22:44.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>My condolences to Mr.K too ... :/</title><content type='html'>Last night got a message from Mei Chan saying :" Mr.K's son commited suicide, and he's in MMU." I was like ... WTF then I answered: "MMU's killing ppl again huh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fookie told me to check his &lt;a href="http://fookiewookie.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; ... And so everything is revealed. My condolences to Mr.K, even tho you were once ...  Nvm just get my condolences aight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: I get that this post is kinda weird, but bear with it aight, it's my 1st time posting something like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fookiewookie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fookiewookie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fookiewookie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-5672612506836272877?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/5672612506836272877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=5672612506836272877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/5672612506836272877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/5672612506836272877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-condolences-to-mrk-too.html' title='My condolences to Mr.K too ... :/'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-7548129405307944831</id><published>2007-10-01T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:48:05.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Exams, you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Current Song: Berryz Koubou - Anata Nashide wa Ikite Yukenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Current Mood: Funky ... with some mixed thoughts in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well ... looks like alotta ppls havin exams and finals comin on. And they have been blogging about 'em, like &lt;a href="http://thomasdiong.blogspot.com/2007/09/dear-mathematics.html"&gt;Thomas&lt;/a&gt; and Ms. Perle here. All these resulted me to write my own I'm-gonna-fail-this-final post approximately 26 hours before the exam I haven't studied much about :) Holding a cup of coffee,  it actually makes me more sleepy than usual. My aim for this final is like the previous ones - PASS. I don't have high hopes and I tend to stay that way, unless something big changes me. I'm desperate for the Pangkor trip I'm gonna have with my friends. Owh well, I guess I still gotta study in order to pass. I'm off then, good luck to you guys out there with exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, Don't cry when you fail, be happy when you pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;忘れたくない。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-7548129405307944831?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/7548129405307944831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=7548129405307944831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7548129405307944831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7548129405307944831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/10/exams-you-say.html' title='Exams, you say?'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-7695903578316268641</id><published>2007-09-28T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T03:31:51.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubbish'/><title type='text'>FRIENDS. KAWAN. 朋友. 友達 .</title><content type='html'>After living for 18 years, I found out there're a few kinds of FRIENDS. There are these TRUE FRIENDS and these SO-CALLED FRIENDS.  In TRUE FRIENDS, there're GOOD FRIENDS and BEST FRIENDS. In SO-CALLED FRIENDS, there're ... BASTARDS. THAT'S what I call them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what kind of FRIEND are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Its 1am and I have no idea why I wrote that. Just bear with it dear &lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-7695903578316268641?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/7695903578316268641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=7695903578316268641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7695903578316268641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7695903578316268641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/friends-kawan.html' title='FRIENDS. KAWAN. 朋友. 友達 .'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-6053470930706048117</id><published>2007-09-26T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:57:04.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copied Humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>Engineers are the Best Boyfriends</title><content type='html'>Another thing i got from Frienster. I so need to stop this &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson - 'Engineers are the Best Boyfriends'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, Let me tell you why girls should eventually marry an engineer over a Law, Management, Arts or Medical School Graduate. He has three distinct advantages over the rest of the graduates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantage 1: Secure lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;An engineer boyfriend can provide you with a secure lifestyle. At 27 years old, an engineer probably has a respectable, stable job that gives him a high income to own a car, invest, have a comfortable life, and get married and buy a house too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law graduates are still working as a lowly apprentice in law firm. Most management graduates have just failed on their first business plan. The arts graduate is still looking for a job. And the medical school graduate is still living in a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantage 2: Unmatchable industriousness&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;An engineer boyfriend will dedicate an unimaginable amount of his time and effort to understand you. Engineers strain really really hard to understand their work. You can believe that they will try really really hard to understand women too, just like how they understand their work, once they believe that you are the one. So even if they don't understand you initially, they will keep on&lt;br /&gt;trying. Even if they still do not understand, they will figure out the correct method to keep you happy (e.g. buy diamond ring = 1 week's worth of happiness.) And once they find out the secret formula, they will just keep on repeating it so that the desired results appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the Lawyer who will argue with you.The Management graduate who will tryto control your spending, The Arts graduate who will 'change major'. And the medical school graduate who&lt;br /&gt;will operate on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, it's really so easy to make engineer s believe that You are the 'one'. Say that you like one of their project and they will be hooked to you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantage 3: An engineer boyfriend will never betray your trust.&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;Let me first tell you what is wrong with the rest of the others - The lawyers will lie about everything. Management graduates will cheat your money. The arts graduate will flirt, and you&lt;br /&gt;probably just look like another cadaver to the medical school graduate. Your engineer boyfriend is either too busy to have an affair, and even if he does, he is too dumb to lie to you about that. Hence, an engineer is the most secure boyfriend that you will ever find - rich enough, will&lt;br /&gt;keep on trying to understand and please you, has no time for affairs, and too dumb to lie to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, why procrastinate? Get an engineer for your boyfriend aka ur future husband!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-6053470930706048117?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/6053470930706048117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=6053470930706048117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6053470930706048117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6053470930706048117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/engineers-are-best-boyfriends.html' title='Engineers are the Best Boyfriends'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-4735949894706120448</id><published>2007-09-23T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T19:58:02.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fws'/><title type='text'>Personality Test. (Yes I know it sounds lame, just try it and stop doing that lame face.)</title><content type='html'>Found this posted up on Friendster the other day and somehow i clicked on it and started to look for my birthday. I've done some of these last time and none tells the truth, but this one actually tells some. Try it and get nothing for free today. Only for the first 10 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 1 - 9 ~ Dog&lt;br /&gt;January 10 - 24 ~ Mouse&lt;br /&gt;January 25 - 31 ~ Lion&lt;br /&gt;February 1 - 5 ~ Cat&lt;br /&gt;February 6 - 14 ~ Dove&lt;br /&gt;February 15 - 21 ~ Turtle&lt;br /&gt;February 22 - 28 ~ Panther&lt;br /&gt;March 1 - 12 ~ Monkey&lt;br /&gt;March 13 - 15 ~ Lion&lt;br /&gt;March 16 - 23 ~ Mouse&lt;br /&gt;March 24 - 31 ~ Cat&lt;br /&gt;April 1 - 3 ~ Dog&lt;br /&gt;April 4 - 14 ~Panther&lt;br /&gt;April 15 - 26 ~Mouse&lt;br /&gt;April 27 - 30 ~Turtle&lt;br /&gt;May 1 - 13 ~ Monkey&lt;br /&gt;May 14 - 21 ~ Dove&lt;br /&gt;May 22 - 31 ~Lion&lt;br /&gt;June 1 - 3 ~ Mouse&lt;br /&gt;June 4 - 14 ~ Turtle&lt;br /&gt;June 15 - 20 ~ Dog&lt;br /&gt;June 21 -24 ~ Monkey&lt;br /&gt;June 25 - 30 ~ Cat&lt;br /&gt;July 1 - 9 ~ Mouse&lt;br /&gt;July 10 - 15 ~ Dog&lt;br /&gt;July 16 - 26 ~ Dove&lt;br /&gt;July 27 - 31 ~ Cat&lt;br /&gt;August 1 - 15 ~ Monkey&lt;br /&gt;August 16 - 25 ~ Mouse&lt;br /&gt;August 26 - 31 ~ Turtle&lt;br /&gt;September 1 - 14 ~ Dove&lt;br /&gt;September 15 - 27~ Cat&lt;br /&gt;September 28 - 30~ Dog&lt;br /&gt;October 1 - 15 ~ Monkey&lt;br /&gt;October 16 - 27 ~ Turtle&lt;br /&gt;October 28 - 31 ~Panther&lt;br /&gt;November 1 - 16 ~ Lion&lt;br /&gt;November 17 -30 ~ Cat&lt;br /&gt;December 1 - 16 ~ Dog&lt;br /&gt;December 17 - 25 ~ Monkey&lt;br /&gt;December 26 - 31 ~ Dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog&lt;br /&gt;Your Attractive and popular. Your&lt;br /&gt;nice and easy going and make friends&lt;br /&gt;with everyone very easily. Your cool&lt;br /&gt;and smart and are a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat&lt;br /&gt;Your very shy and cute. You are a&lt;br /&gt;follower and dont like to talk to&lt;br /&gt;people you dont know. Your very&lt;br /&gt;careful about choosing your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey&lt;br /&gt;You are attractive and hyper. You&lt;br /&gt;have a lot of friends and your really&lt;br /&gt;outgoing. You gossip alot. Your funky&lt;br /&gt;and 'unique' theres no one else like&lt;br /&gt;you. You want attention and like to be&lt;br /&gt;a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panther&lt;br /&gt;You are mysterious. You have lots&lt;br /&gt;of friends and can be mean at times or&lt;br /&gt;nice. You always have the latest&lt;br /&gt;gossip with you and you are a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouse&lt;br /&gt;Your very quiet and quick -&lt;br /&gt;witted. You are very shy. Your cute&lt;br /&gt;and funny. You have a little group of&lt;br /&gt;friends. You&lt;br /&gt;are not 'popular' but you are not&lt;br /&gt;a 'geek'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lion&lt;br /&gt;You are a born leader. People look&lt;br /&gt;up to you. You have lots a friends and&lt;br /&gt;you are very attractive. Your nice and&lt;br /&gt;people want to be your friend. You&lt;br /&gt;make friends easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle&lt;br /&gt;You are very nice and pretty. You&lt;br /&gt;treat others as you would want to be&lt;br /&gt;treated yourself. You have lots of&lt;br /&gt;friends and never talk about anyone&lt;br /&gt;behind their back. You are loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove&lt;br /&gt;Your very peaceful and nice. You&lt;br /&gt;fall in love very easily and you are&lt;br /&gt;quiet and calm. You are not very shy&lt;br /&gt;but you are not outgoing. You are a&lt;br /&gt;leader of your group of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;待つはないから。 486&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-4735949894706120448?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/4735949894706120448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=4735949894706120448&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4735949894706120448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4735949894706120448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/personality-test-yes-i-know-it-sounds.html' title='Personality Test. (Yes I know it sounds lame, just try it and stop doing that lame face.)'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-267449209357532768</id><published>2007-09-21T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:12:30.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>その感じで 。。。</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep tonight. People have been asking since years ago, what IS human? Why is it so ... mystical? The brain is ... crazy. When one is heartbroken, the whole body &lt;br /&gt;stings. Even the veins. Weird. Very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;待つはないから。 486&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-267449209357532768?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/267449209357532768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=267449209357532768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/267449209357532768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/267449209357532768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_21.html' title='その感じで 。。。'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-5326853738602328525</id><published>2007-09-19T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:07:55.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><title type='text'>Under. Dog. Woot.</title><content type='html'>Thomas is sooo wrong about his post &lt;a href="http://thomasdiong.blogspot.com/2007/09/movie-again.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. How can a movie starring a dog be BAD???!!! And seriously, I take it that I'm the lead actor for the movie. So you ppl out there who  CALLED me a dog or WILL BE CALLING me a dog better go watch this movie. You are soooo warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-5326853738602328525?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/5326853738602328525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=5326853738602328525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/5326853738602328525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/5326853738602328525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/under-dog-woot.html' title='Under. Dog. Woot.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-1475127084948969460</id><published>2007-09-17T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:37:03.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>君の好きなうた</title><content type='html'>好きだよと　今日も言えないまま&lt;br /&gt;見送った　今まで一緒にいたのに&lt;br /&gt;会いたくて　君の好きなうたを繰り返し&lt;br /&gt;口ずさんだ　帰り道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;話す声のトーン　視線の 先　ほかの誰かとかわす言葉さえ&lt;br /&gt;些細な　君の仕草が　僕を惑わせる&lt;br /&gt;君の気持ちが　同じよう に　答えがここでありますように&lt;br /&gt;きっとずっと　待った　奇 跡よ　起こるなら今ここで&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好きだよと　今日も言えないまま&lt;br /&gt;見送った　今まで一緒にいたのに&lt;br /&gt;すぐに会いたくて　君の好きなうたを繰り返し&lt;br /&gt;口ずさんだ　帰り道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶然ふれた手　君の体温さえ愛しくて&lt;br /&gt;僕の全てを受け入れてくれる気がした&lt;br /&gt;出会えたことで　気付けたこと が　僕を変えて行く今まで以上に&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もう二度と人を愛さないと&lt;br /&gt;前の恋で　うつむいていた僕も&lt;br /&gt;もう一度　誰かの為に生きたいと思えた&lt;br /&gt;この気持ちを伝えに行くよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;どこにいても　何をしてる時も　君のことが頭から離れない&lt;br /&gt;教えてくれた　届かぬつらさ　恋のせつなさ　愛する喜びを&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その笑顔も　受話器越しの声も　人ごみが苦手な小さな体&lt;br /&gt;悪い癖も　君にしかないもので輝いている&lt;br /&gt;全てが　one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;僕の中で君を思うことが　明日の生きる力に変わってく&lt;br /&gt;もし向き合えたなら　同じ歩幅で信じ合える道を　歩いて行こう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こんなにも君を思うだけで&lt;br /&gt;苦しくて　愛しさ募る　気持ち&lt;br /&gt;会いたくて　君の好きなうたを繰り返し&lt;br /&gt;口ずさんだ　帰り道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was with you all this time, &lt;br /&gt;without being able to say I love you, I said goodbye to you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you, so  I repeat the song that you like.&lt;br /&gt;Humming it as I walk my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tone of your voice, what's beyond your eyes, even the words you exchange with others,&lt;br /&gt;your slightest gesture confuses me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope your feelings are the same, and that we find our answers here.&lt;br /&gt;The long awaited miracle, if you're going to come, come to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was with you all this time, &lt;br /&gt;without being able to say I love you, I said goodbye to you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you right away, so  I repeat the song that you like.&lt;br /&gt;Humming it as I walk my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmth that  I felt through the hand that i touch by accident was tender.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like it would accept me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;The things I noticed after meeting you changed me more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt melancholy from my last lost love,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I would never love anyone again.&lt;br /&gt;But now I feel like I want to live for someone again.&lt;br /&gt;I will express to you these feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ever I am, whatever I am doing, I never stop thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;You taught me the hardship of not being able to reach,&lt;br /&gt;The pain and the happiness of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile, your voice through the phone, your small body that cannot handle the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;And even the bad habits, they are all unique and splendid.&lt;br /&gt;All of it is one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By thinking about you, it becomes my energy to live tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;If we could confront each other, let's walk on the same path where we can believe in each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juat thinking about you,&lt;br /&gt;Puts in me in such pain. My heart gets filled with affection.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you, so  I repeat the song that you like.&lt;br /&gt;Humming it as I walk my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-UVERworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;待つは 486&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-1475127084948969460?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/1475127084948969460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=1475127084948969460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/1475127084948969460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/1475127084948969460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_17.html' title='君の好きなうた'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-4839946602074794687</id><published>2007-09-14T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:34:07.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>人说, 毒, 可以用来解毒.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那痛,  又可以用来解痛吗?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-4839946602074794687?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/4839946602074794687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=4839946602074794687&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4839946602074794687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4839946602074794687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-7672613098374000447</id><published>2007-09-14T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:34:00.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>No idea how to name this post. Comment me a title and I'll buy you a drink. Seriously.</title><content type='html'>This might sound a tad bit weird but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY, I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) A punctured tyre.&lt;br /&gt;2) Bad Luck.&lt;br /&gt;3) Missed Cues.&lt;br /&gt;4) A chat with Boss.&lt;br /&gt;5) An expensive dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIDN'T HAVE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Help.&lt;br /&gt;2) More Help.&lt;br /&gt;3) Enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;4) Sufficient cash.&lt;br /&gt;5) Worries on studies. (Wait. I never DID really worry my studies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAINED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Learning the reason why Jasmine left for Canada.&lt;br /&gt;2) Exercise. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;3) More flu.&lt;br /&gt;4) Vampire, Werewolf and Zombie bites.&lt;br /&gt;5) Knowledge from class. Nah I'm just kidding ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Sweat and energy.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cash. ALOTTA cash.&lt;br /&gt;3) Precious resting time.&lt;br /&gt;4) A lil viruses. Just a lil.&lt;br /&gt;5) My mind. For a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird. But you guys should know that. Btw to them guys in Sitiawan, miss u guys and i can't wait to be bck home. Which is like after ... Finals. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-7672613098374000447?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/7672613098374000447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=7672613098374000447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7672613098374000447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7672613098374000447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-idea-how-to-name-this-post-comment.html' title='No idea how to name this post. Comment me a title and I&apos;ll buy you a drink. Seriously.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-7918521328936633781</id><published>2007-09-12T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:33:47.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>OMFG.</title><content type='html'>YCS President is crazy. AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-7918521328936633781?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/7918521328936633781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=7918521328936633781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7918521328936633781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/7918521328936633781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/omfg.html' title='OMFG.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-6243154556254805627</id><published>2007-09-10T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:33:38.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>Update. 1st one since 2006.</title><content type='html'>Owh kay this is my FIRST update post since 9 months ago. I've mutated through these 9 months and now i'm officially a higher leveled crappy lazy kinda guy. I'm so lazy so I'll end this post faster with summaries &gt;.&lt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Updates on Dog-guy Bobby&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Crapping skills upgraded 200%&lt;br /&gt;2) Lame skills upgraded 200%&lt;br /&gt;3) Physical appearance downgraded 70%&lt;br /&gt;4) JMusic Chip added into database 175%&lt;br /&gt;5) Money-wasting skills upgraded 100%&lt;br /&gt;6) Mental attributes mutated 150%&lt;br /&gt;7) Knowledge database upgraded 30%&lt;br /&gt;8) Friends database upgraded 150%&lt;br /&gt;9) Studying database deleted.&lt;br /&gt;10) Stress meter self-destructed due to stress overflow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep so thats about it. Hope you guys don't understand a think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, forget the weakness post b4 this 1 coz SOMEONE already guessed it out. ALREADY. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SOMETHING NEW. Those who know about ACSTRIBUTE, be happpy cause something new will be coming out from their previous writers. For those who DON'T, beware of this new thing. YOU ARE WARNED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-6243154556254805627?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/6243154556254805627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=6243154556254805627&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6243154556254805627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/6243154556254805627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-1st-one-since-2006.html' title='Update. 1st one since 2006.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-4866900325673330066</id><published>2007-09-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:33:30.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>Me. Weak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 18 years i finally found out my weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know wat's it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay my lunch and I'll tell you if i wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ps: Please make sure that you know me well enough to understand what I'm talking. You are warned.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-4866900325673330066?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/4866900325673330066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=4866900325673330066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4866900325673330066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/4866900325673330066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-weak.html' title='Me. Weak.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-5651953946981113326</id><published>2007-09-02T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:32:59.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>给我你的爱</title><content type='html'>歌手：tank 专辑：生存之道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;词:颜玺轩曲:tank 编曲:吕绍淳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等待一点一滴你对我感到安心&lt;br /&gt;感觉朋友关系有了新的默契&lt;br /&gt;便利商店里谁也买不到&lt;br /&gt;我们最想要的东西&lt;br /&gt;只握在喜欢的人手上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我你的爱让我陪着你去未来&lt;br /&gt;给我你的爱手拉着手不放开&lt;br /&gt;就算宇宙爆炸海水都蒸发&lt;br /&gt;只愿你的记忆里有我的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的最大幸褔是发现了我爱你&lt;br /&gt;灵魂有了意义用每一天珍惜&lt;br /&gt;便利商店里谁也买不到&lt;br /&gt;我们最想要的东西&lt;br /&gt;只握在喜欢的人手上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我你的爱让我陪着你去未来&lt;br /&gt;给我你的爱手拉着手不放开&lt;br /&gt;就算宇宙爆炸海水都蒸发&lt;br /&gt;只愿你的记忆里有我的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨和天空也有相爱的可能&lt;br /&gt;望着你的微笑情不自禁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我你的爱让我陪着你去未来&lt;br /&gt;给我你的爱手拉着手不放开&lt;br /&gt;就算地球毁灭来不及流泪&lt;br /&gt;只愿你的记忆里有我的拥抱&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-5651953946981113326?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/5651953946981113326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=5651953946981113326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's hard when you're your own god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-614847930519722429?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/614847930519722429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=614847930519722429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/614847930519722429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/614847930519722429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-hard-when-youre-your-own-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-116639776315844923</id><published>2006-12-18T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:32:29.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>Katrina</title><content type='html'>歌手：&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%B3%C2%DE%C8%D1%B8"&gt;陈奕迅&lt;/a&gt;专辑：&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;word=live+for+today"&gt;live for today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作曲/编曲/监制:陶(吉吉)填词:黄伟文&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katrina&lt;br /&gt;若想哭可借膊头你&lt;br /&gt;如何放心得了你&lt;br /&gt;明天我再回来等你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katrina&lt;br /&gt;明天他终会发现你吧&lt;br /&gt;如看守天使那样美&lt;br /&gt;等下去吧 it's ok it's ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;残忍的单恋非你专利&lt;br /&gt;我却在这里照顾你&lt;br /&gt;如果比辛酸怎跟我比&lt;br /&gt;我爱慕的却是我知己&lt;br /&gt;真喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;尚要借你暗恋他去接近你&lt;br /&gt;才可悲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katrina&lt;br /&gt;如一生只有70岁&lt;br /&gt;已快将一半了&lt;br /&gt;恋爱却无期&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何时心死?&lt;br /&gt;还期望他喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;谁会这么的不服气?&lt;br /&gt;竟有个人陪你一起&lt;br /&gt;就似你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;残忍的单恋非你专利&lt;br /&gt;我却在这里照顾你&lt;br /&gt;如果比辛酸怎跟我比&lt;br /&gt;我爱自已也未爱得起&lt;br /&gt;应该最谦卑&lt;br /&gt;但我却要妄想一世保护你&lt;br /&gt;才可悲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;残忍的单恋非你专利&lt;br /&gt;我觉悟一定晚过你&lt;br /&gt;如果比辛酸怎跟我比&lt;br /&gt;我爱自己也未爱得起&lt;br /&gt;痛也不凄美&lt;br /&gt;但我却要妄想一世保护你&lt;br /&gt;才可悲&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-116639776315844923?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/116639776315844923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=116639776315844923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116639776315844923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116639776315844923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/12/katrina.html' title='Katrina'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-116636251895760016</id><published>2006-12-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:31:24.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>I feel ... Australiash</title><content type='html'>This is my 1st emo post. You heard me, 1st. Been feeling totally down this few days. Jz done staring at the Windows Media Player visualization while listening to the same song for the past hour. It's so ... illusional. I feel like being loved. I fell in love with someone I don't know. At all. I don't know I'm jz fucked up these days. I need to pass up loads of stuffs 2moz but I feel down. No one to chat with. Nothing can turn me on now. I'm like the living dead. Moodless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-116636251895760016?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/116636251895760016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=116636251895760016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116636251895760016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116636251895760016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-australiash.html' title='I feel ... Australiash'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-116553971650053101</id><published>2006-12-08T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:28:30.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copied Humour'/><title type='text'>Ways to Confuse Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;- Instead of milk and cookies, leave him a salad, and a note explaining that you think he could stand to lose a few pounds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- While he's in the house, go find his sleigh and write him a speeding ticket. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leave him a note, explaining that you've gone away for the holidays. Ask if he would mind watering your plants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- While he's in the house, replace all his reindeer with exact replicas. Then wait and see what happens when he tries to get them to fly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Keep an angry bull in your living room. If you think a bull goes crazy when he sees a little red cape, wait until he sees that big, red Santa suit! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Build an army of mean-looking snowmen on the roof, holding signs that say "We hate Christmas," and "Go away Santa" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leave a note by the telephone, telling Santa that Mrs. Claus called and wanted to remind him to pick up some milk and a loaf of bread on his way home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Set a bear trap at the bottom of the chimney. Wait for Santa to get caught in it, and then explain that you're sorry, but from a distance, he looked like a bear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- While he's in the house, find the sleigh and sit in it. As soon as he comes back and sees you, tell him that he shouldn't have missed that last payment, and take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leave a plate filled with cookies and a glass of milk out, with a note that says, "For The Tooth Fairy." Leave another plate out with half a stale cookie and a few drops of skim milk in a dirty glass with a note that says, "For Santa"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Take everything out of your house as if it's just been robbed. When Santa arrives, show up dressed like a policeman and say, "Well, well. They always return to the scene of the crime." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leave out a copy of your Christmas list with last-minute changes and corrections. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- While he's in the house, cover the top of the chimney with barbed wire. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leave lots of hunting trophies and guns out where Santa's sure to see them. Go outside, yell, "Ooh! Look! A deer! And he's got a red nose!" and fire a gun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leave Santa a note, explaining that you've moved. Include a map with unclear and hard-to-read directions to your new house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leave out a Santa suit, with a dry-cleaning bill. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Paint "hoof-prints" all over your face and clothes. While he's in the house, go out on the roof. When he comes back up, act like you've been "trampled." Threaten to sue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Instead of ornaments, decorate your tree with Easter eggs. Dress up like the Easter Bunny. Wait for Santa to come and then say, "This neighborhood ain't big enough for the both of us."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-116553971650053101?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/116553971650053101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=116553971650053101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116553971650053101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116553971650053101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/12/ways-to-confuse-santa-claus.html' title='Ways to Confuse Santa Claus'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-116100873349012659</id><published>2006-10-16T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:29:16.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fws'/><title type='text'>Tagging thingy ...</title><content type='html'>Got this survey kinda stuff from &lt;a href="http://-falling-apart-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sari&lt;/a&gt; ... Well since I'm bored ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesnt make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 ppl at their tagboard to ask them to do this!&lt;br /&gt;5. Bold the questions and with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin - Stairway To Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Feeling I'm in heaven ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayumi Hamasaki - You (Initial D)&lt;br /&gt;As far as Initial D goes !!! Looks like I'm dying sooner than I thought ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin - Since I've Been Loving You&lt;br /&gt;I'ma pay you if you can answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far *East Movement - Round Round&lt;br /&gt;I should I think ... But I gotta do the Indian way ... Go round and round around a big ol' tree that appears outta nowhere !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakira - Objection(Tango)&lt;br /&gt;Well I never ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maksim - Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;And I was worried about this one ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was high school like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m.o.v.e. - Break In2 The Night&lt;br /&gt;Well I broke laws ... but when did I break in2 the night ??? Hmm ... I wonder ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod Steward - First Cut Is The Deepest&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I gotta take the first cut ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink 182 - Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they blink 182 times ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houston feat Chingy, I-20, Nate Dogg - I Like That&lt;br /&gt;What ? Am I in 2004 or something like that ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song describes you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.Kelly feat Nick Cannon - Gigolo&lt;br /&gt;A GIGOLO ???!!! GOD WANTS ME TO BE A GIGOLO ???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is your life going?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - Like That&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's just like that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooster - Come Get Some&lt;br /&gt;Wicked ! You're all gonna get somma me at my funeral !! Muahahha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vines - Evil Town&lt;br /&gt;They see an evil town in me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Gilder - Hot Child In The City&lt;br /&gt;How can a hot child NOT have a happy life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teairra Mari feat Kanye West - Make Her Feel Good (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;I make ya'll feel good??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trey Songz feat Twista - Girls Tonite&lt;br /&gt;What can I say ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickelback - Savin Me&lt;br /&gt;Save myself ?? Nah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周杰伦 - 楓&lt;br /&gt;I should secretly love your best friend's girl ... cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-116100873349012659?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/116100873349012659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=116100873349012659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116100873349012659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/116100873349012659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagging-thingy.html' title='Tagging thingy ...'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115958943845425613</id><published>2006-09-30T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:29:39.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>A Movie. A Bitch. A Final.</title><content type='html'>Well it's been awhile. Awhile since tons of games keep popping up FREE in the server. It is against the law to not play a good game when it's FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to the cinema the other day and watched The Banquet cause nothing good was on. Damn cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/banquet-1_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/banquet-1_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite a good movie although my friend was actually sleeping. HE WAS SLEEPING WHEN THEY WAS ROLLING THE ADS !!! What the hell is wrong with you man. Go do a check up or shit like that. Back to the point. With popcorn and drinks and a good movie, the LEAST you could wish for is disturbance. And for some reason I got that. There were actually more malays than chinese in the cinema. OK I can take it they're maybe Zhang Ziyi fans or some other shit like that. BUT YOU CAN AT LEAST SHUT UP WHEN YOU WATCH A MOVIE BITCH. Throughout the whole movie they were malay bitches talking and laughing and playing with their phones. I could've sworn I'd slap them to another country. BITCHES. Mybe next time they should put a guard in the cinema to tell them bitches: "Ya better shut ya' yappin' or I'll kick yer' ass bitch." . Damn I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals is 1 day plus away and I'm blogging. Dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115958943845425613?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115958943845425613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115958943845425613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115958943845425613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115958943845425613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/09/movie-bitch-final.html' title='A Movie. A Bitch. A Final.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115795102189140609</id><published>2006-09-11T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:30:24.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubbish'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forbidden City Cop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/linglingfadvdgao.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/linglingfadvdgao.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM 14.90&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jay Chou Still Fantasy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/xin_56090306163023571489.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM 47.90&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Spongebob Squarepants Movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/B00078DWV4.01.LZZZZZZZ.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/B00078DWV4.01.LZZZZZZZ.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Priceless&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115795102189140609?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115795102189140609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115795102189140609&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115795102189140609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115795102189140609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/09/forbidden-city-cop-rm-14.html' title=''/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115780762840597378</id><published>2006-09-09T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:30:44.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>DVB+H</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DVB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexter, Victor, Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People blog about themselves but I'm kinda weird. Ok &lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY VERY&lt;/strong&gt; weird. I had a sudden urge to blog about them. Cause Dexter's MSN keep popping up on the bottom right of my screen. He (actually) looked good enough for me to go on Friendster to find some photos of him to blog about. And vuola . There was tons of pics with The V and The B.And not forgetting The H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now &lt;strong&gt;ON A RAINING SATURDAY NIGHT WITH EPL ON&lt;/strong&gt; I'm blogging about DVB and H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexter wants to roar the air. Ben's on the same Uni here in Malacca. Victor's in KL. And Heman's in Form 6. But you guys should know that. Now to the interesting part of their friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Facts of DVB+H … (ok maybe less than 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) They're all about hair. Unlike a blogger who can't do hair for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;2) They're all photogenic. Unlike a blogger blogging about them.&lt;br /&gt;3) They're all rockers. Unlike a blogger who can't play a correct note out of &lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt; instrument.&lt;br /&gt;4) They're all Christians.&lt;br /&gt;5) They're all jokers.&lt;br /&gt;6) They're all about cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re actually the same. They’re like quadruplets. And I (have no idea why) felt good for them about this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now paparazzi photo time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start of with Dexter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out he has a gay side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/1468256434244l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/1468256434244l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this but he &lt;strong&gt;ACTUALLY LOOKS GOOD&lt;/strong&gt; in a uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/34232210744268l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/34232210744268l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; ... he saw an RX8 before. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/27591503232808l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/27591503232808l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Victor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out he has split personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks &lt;strong&gt;EXTREMELY CUTE&lt;/strong&gt; when he has a Muhammad in his name. And I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/27344714026313l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/27344714026313l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a part-time job as an assasin before going to college,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/15335882522942l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/15335882522942l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he likes to drink out of a 'labu' at the door. Watch your head man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/14152831751328l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/14152831751328l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks cute without all the hair in his way. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/31490411039223l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/31490411039223l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now only do I know he's in PE01. With the Nan Hwa guy. And looks like your group's lack of cute chicks too. Sigh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/33763141636616l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/33763141636616l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he has a pet tarantula and gecko. Wait till you see &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; pet snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/34281883354665l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/34281883354665l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/33198154554634l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/33198154554634l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly The H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get any good pics of him cause ... he didn't take any. In every pic he covers up his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/28902319652816l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/28902319652816l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/22966514510404l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/22966514510404l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it. Please correct me if I'm wrong at any point DVBs. Hope this kinda friendship will last. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Srry 4 the mushy ending. Can't think of a good 1.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115780762840597378?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115780762840597378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115780762840597378&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115780762840597378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115780762840597378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/09/dvbh.html' title='DVB+H'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115779261073568857</id><published>2006-09-09T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:25:13.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copied Humour'/><title type='text'>You bombed it.</title><content type='html'>In her memoirs, Barbara Bush described one of those most embarrassing moments that inevitably occur, even on the most carefully advanced of foreign trips. Along with her husband, then the Vice President, Mrs. Bush was lunching with Emperor Hirohito at Tokyo's Imperial Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting next to the Emperor, Mrs. Bush found the conversation an uphill task. To all her efforts at verbal engagement, the Emperor would smile and say "Yes" or "No," with an occasional "Thank You" tossed in for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking around her elegant surroundings, she complimented Hirohito on his official residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it new?" pressed Mrs. Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was the old palace just so old that it was falling down?" asked Mrs. Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his most charming, yet regal, matter, Hirohito replied, "No, I'm afraid that you bombed it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115779261073568857?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115779261073568857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115779261073568857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115779261073568857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115779261073568857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-bombed-it.html' title='You bombed it.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115756275353290792</id><published>2006-09-07T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:25:43.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Daily blogging = Not my cawan of Teh-O</title><content type='html'>Daily blogging. Not for me. But for them guys who's "daily checkin my blog out", I'm bloggin this. Day's been tough. And boring. Physic test on Fri and I don't understand what the fucking hell it's about. Cibai. I just don't understand physics. I wonder how the hell I ended up in Engineering. Cibai. Even when I really listen hard to what the sick-ass wig-haired lecturer is saying (Which has only happened trice until now) I don't get what the fuck he's saying. Screw him. I should be screwing myself for not understanding a single fucking thing. Cibai. I just fucking hate physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring days. Been watching Stephen Chow movies for the week. Every single day. And I still can't get enough. No one can. And CS every single day. That's all in my life now. Physics, Stephen Chow and CS. Damn I'm fucked up. Muthafucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pls bear with them words. G'day)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115756275353290792?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115756275353290792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115756275353290792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115756275353290792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115756275353290792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/09/daily-blogging-not-my-cawan-of-teh-o.html' title='Daily blogging = Not my cawan of Teh-O'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115698546733236046</id><published>2006-08-31T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:26:22.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t comment unless you understand me'/><title type='text'>开不了口</title><content type='html'>词:徐若瑄 曲:周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才离开没多久就开始担心今天的你过得好不好&lt;br /&gt;整个画面是你想你想的睡不着&lt;br /&gt;嘴嘟嘟那可爱的模样还有在你身上香香的味道&lt;br /&gt;我的快乐是你想你想的都会笑&lt;br /&gt;没有你在我有多难熬(没有你在我有多难熬多烦恼)&lt;br /&gt;没有你烦我有多烦恼(没有你烦我有多烦恼多难熬)&lt;br /&gt;穿过云层我试着努力向你奔跑&lt;br /&gt;爱才送到你却已在别人怀抱&lt;br /&gt;就是开不了口让她知道&lt;br /&gt;我一定会呵护着你也逗你笑&lt;br /&gt;你对我有多重要我后悔没让你知道&lt;br /&gt;安静的听你撒娇看你睡着一直到老&lt;br /&gt;就是开不了口让她知道&lt;br /&gt;就是那么简单几句我办不到&lt;br /&gt;整颗心悬在半空我只能够远远看着&lt;br /&gt;这些我都做得到但那个人已经不是我&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115698546733236046?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115698546733236046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115698546733236046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115698546733236046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115698546733236046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='开不了口'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115562684371870037</id><published>2006-08-15T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:23:05.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubbish'/><title type='text'>I'm one of the  X-men!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out I have an uncanny ability! No, Professor Xavier didn't pay me a visit, i found out about it during exam times! Wanna know what my power is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep whenever I study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't my power just simply amazing??! Whenever I finish a chapter I'll automatically doze off, and after 10 minutes I'll automatically wake up and start reading the second chapter! Isn't that marvellous??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I think I slept too much or my brain is suffering alotta damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115562684371870037?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115562684371870037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115562684371870037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115562684371870037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115562684371870037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-one-of-x-men.html' title='I&apos;m one of the  X-men!'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115309063624449756</id><published>2006-07-17T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:23:11.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubbish'/><title type='text'>Everybody.</title><content type='html'>I found out something. For me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Male I Know = Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Female I Know = Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone That Doesn't Hear Me When Being Called = Brother Sister Grandfather Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115309063624449756?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115309063624449756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115309063624449756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115309063624449756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115309063624449756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/07/everybody.html' title='Everybody.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-115163490030533559</id><published>2006-06-30T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:23:25.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Uni Life. Yeah well.</title><content type='html'>Ok cut the Paris crap. This is the 3rd REAL updating blog for my whole life. Ok now I'm officially in University. But I still prefer college. University sounds too ... high class. Anyways, I'm in My Mother's University (MMU) (Dude, Money Making University is so ... normal.), Melaka campus, and the only thing about here is the place is fucking boring. I'm staying in some hostel type of place and the only advantage about it is that people here can meet up with girls everynight in the campus library. The nearest lepaking place is 15km away. WTFH??! But still, far away is better than nothing. Pirated stuff is half price here and the food here is godamn weird. But still, you never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now to the campus.Let me take you for a tour in the Melaka campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to MMU Melaka campus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This here is a big building with stairs who are cheating."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Next, this is another big building built with cheating stairs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... After 3 hours ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last but not least, another big building ... Built with cheating stairs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's all folks! Those who broke their legs during the tour can come here, the others can go there. Thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the tour?? Hope you liked it. I hated every bit of it. And I have to walk for the next 5 years. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the lecturers. The part I hate most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to study 6 subjects in the first semester. English 1, Physics 1, Physics Lab, Human Development, Pre-Calculus For Engineering, and Computer Applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 1. Lecturer Ms Lim. She's just ok ok type la. Not much about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics 1. Lecturer Mr. Vijayakumar. NOW this one's the bomb. He is the most fucking annoying lecturer a student can EVER have. And yet he wears a wig. And has hair growing from his ears. Big time fucked up. I don't know how to talk about him. I just hate him. Fucking bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics Lab. Mr. Hazimin-Something. Haven't really attended his class so still has no idea what he's like. A bit of short, he looks quite young. But still, you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Development. Ms. Suhaini-Or-Something-Like-That. The first thing she talked about was &lt;a href="http://www.ship.edu/~cgboeree/freud.html"&gt;Sigmund Freud&lt;/a&gt;. And after that was ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Calculus For Engineering. Ms. Goh. It's actually maths. Nothing much bout her too. Just that the only thing she talks about is Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer Applications. Ms. Dude-I-Don't-Even-Know-Her-Name. I can't believe I still need to study what I studied for the past two years. She's quite annoying too. But what the hell. The lecture hall is one hell of a place to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I'll get outta here.Miss them homies in Sitiawan. Ciao People.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-115163490030533559?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/115163490030533559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=115163490030533559&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115163490030533559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/115163490030533559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/06/uni-life-yeah-well.html' title='Uni Life. Yeah well.'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114934888711698521</id><published>2006-06-03T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:23:14.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>Paris Hilton. What next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;What haven't Paris Hilton tried? She started like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/Paris%20Hilton.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/Paris%20Hilton.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/Paris%20Hilton%20Book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/Paris%20Hilton%20Book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/The%20Simple%20Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/The%20Simple%20Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/Paris%20Hilton%20House%20Of%20Wax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/Paris%20Hilton%20House%20Of%20Wax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/Paris%20Hilton%20Burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/Paris%20Hilton%20Burger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/Paris%20Hilton%20Sex%20Tape.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/Paris%20Hilton%20Sex%20Tape.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/Paris%20Hilton%20Nip%20Slip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/Paris%20Hilton%20Nip%20Slip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;At video shoot of her debut music video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From hotel heiress books to music videos, she has done EVERYTHING a celebrity can do to boost publicity. And yet the most she can get to be is a fat-ass's sex idol. She might as well go get drunk every night instead of showing her tits in public every single time we see her. Well, I don't wanna talk about her future anyways. Let's hope she won't look like this after 5 years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/1600/Anna%20Nicole%20Smith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1006/2475/320/Anna%20Nicole%20Smith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shivering*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114934888711698521?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114934888711698521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114934888711698521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114934888711698521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114934888711698521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/06/paris-hilton-what-next.html' title='Paris Hilton. What next?'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114864083025525532</id><published>2006-05-26T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:22:26.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copied Humour'/><title type='text'>Rules for When You Find Yourself in a Horror Movie</title><content type='html'>- Don't assume the telephone calls are coming from another house.&lt;br /&gt;- When it appears that you have killed the monster, NEVER check to see if it's really dead.&lt;br /&gt;- Never read a book of demon summoning aloud, even as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't go into the basement to check the power when the lights go out!&lt;br /&gt;- If your children speak to you in Latin or any other language which they should not know, shoot them immediately. It will save you a lot of grief in the long run. However, it will probably take several rounds to kill them, so be prepared. This also applies to kids who speak with somebody else's voice.&lt;br /&gt;- When you have the benefit of numbers, NEVER split up and go it alone.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't have sex. Especially if you've noticed a few of your friends are missing!&lt;br /&gt;- As a general rule, don't solve puzzles that open a portal to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;-Never stand in, on, or above a grave, tomb, or crypt. This would apply to any other house of the dead as well.&lt;br /&gt;- If you're searching for something which caused a loud noise and find out that it's just the cat, don't stand their sighing with relief, GET THE HECK OUT!&lt;br /&gt;- If appliances start operating by themselves, don't check for short circuits; JUST GET OUT!&lt;br /&gt;- Do not take ANYTHING from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;- If you find a town which looks deserted, there's probably a good reason for it. Don't stop and look around.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't fool with recombinant DNA technology unless you're sure you know what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;- If you're running from the monster, expect to trip or fall down at least twice, more if you are of the female persuasion. Also note that, despite the fact that you are running and the monster is merely ambling along, it's still moving fast enough to catch up with you.&lt;br /&gt;- If your companions suddenly begin to exhibit uncharacteristic behavior such as hissing, fascination for blood, glowing eyes, increasing hairiness, and so on, kill them immediately.&lt;br /&gt;- Stay away from certain geographical locations, some of which are listed here: Amityville, Elm Street, Transylvania, Arkham (you're in trouble if you recognize this one), the Bermuda Triangle, or any small town in Maine.&lt;br /&gt;- If your car runs out of gas at night on a lonely road, do not go to the nearby deserted-looking house to phone for help. If you think that it is strange because you thought you had 3/4 of a tank, shoot yourself instead. You are going to die anyway, and will most likely be eaten.&lt;br /&gt;- Beware of strangers bearing strange tools. For example: chainsaws, staple guns, hedge trimmers, electric carving knives, combines, lawnmowers, butane torches, soldering irons, band saws, or any devices made from deceased companions.&lt;br /&gt;- If you find that your house is built upon a cemetery, now is the time to move in with the in-laws. This also applies to houses that had previous inhabitants who went mad or committed suicide or died in some horrible fashion, or had inhabitants who performed satanic practices in your house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114864083025525532?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114864083025525532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114864083025525532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114864083025525532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114864083025525532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/05/rules-for-when-you-find-yourself-in.html' title='Rules for When You Find Yourself in a Horror Movie'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114641858821783131</id><published>2006-05-01T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:22:18.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubbish'/><title type='text'>10 Differences Between Bai Ling And Zhang Ziyi</title><content type='html'>1. Bai Ling freaks me out. Zhang ... still not yet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bai Ling sucks in acting. Wait ... the other one does too.&lt;br /&gt;3. I search on google for Bai Ling and Darth Vader comes out. I search on google for Zhang and Micheal Jackson comes out.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bai Ling is a name of a mushroom. Zhang Ziyi is a name of a chinese girl who wants George Bush to watch more chinese movies.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bai Ling looks like Frankenstein's wife. Zhang looks like MY wife.&lt;br /&gt;6. Bai Ling shows her nipples all over the place. We're still waiting for Zhang's.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bai Ling posed for Playboy mag. We're also waiting for Zhang's.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bai Ling has LOADS of adultery films. We're STILL waiting for Zhang's.&lt;br /&gt;9. Bai Ling has a big mouth. Zhang have big ... err ...&lt;br /&gt;10. Bai Ling thinks London is in France. Zhang thinks France is in London.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114641858821783131?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114641858821783131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114641858821783131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114641858821783131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114641858821783131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/05/10-differences-between-bai-ling-and.html' title='10 Differences Between Bai Ling And Zhang Ziyi'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114477220242016588</id><published>2006-04-12T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:22:05.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copied Humour'/><title type='text'>Understanding a Woman's Language</title><content type='html'>"Fine" - This is the word we use at the end of any argument that we feel we are right about but need to shut you up. NEVER use fine to describe how a woman looks. This will cause you to have one of those arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Five minutes" - This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so it's an even trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing" - This means something and you should be on your toes. "Nothing" is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. "Nothing" usually signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end with the word "Fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go Ahead" (with raised eyebrows) - This is a dare. One that will result in a woman getting upset over "Nothing" and will end with the word "Fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go Ahead" (normal eyebrows) - This means "I give up" or "do what you want because I don't care". You will get a raised eyebrow "Go ahead" in just a few minutes, followed by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in about "Five Minutes" when she cools off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114477220242016588?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114477220242016588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114477220242016588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114477220242016588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114477220242016588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/04/understanding-womans-language.html' title='Understanding a Woman&apos;s Language'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114252833704520317</id><published>2006-03-17T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:21:04.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copied Humour'/><title type='text'>Stupid Words From Big People</title><content type='html'>You may ask yourself how can celebs and famous people be so stupid when they say things. Do celebs fake being so dumb. Judge for yourself ... read on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: If you could live forever, would you and why? Answer: "I would not live forever, because we should not live forever, because if we were supposed to live forever, then we would live forever, but we cannot live forever, which is why I would not live forever." - &lt;em&gt;Miss Alabama in the 1994 Miss USA contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff." - &lt;em&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life." - &lt;em&gt;Brooke Shields, during an interview to become spokesperson for a federal anti-smoking campaign.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've never had major knee surgery on any other part of my body." - &lt;em&gt;Winston Bennett, University of Kentucky basketball forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Outside of the killings, Washington has one of the lowest crime rates in the country." - &lt;em&gt;Mayor Marion Barry, Washington, DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're going to turn this team around 360 degrees." - &lt;em&gt;Jason Kidd, upon his drafting to the Dallas Mavericks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That scoundrel deserves to be kicked to death by a jackass, and I'm just the one to do it." - &lt;em&gt;A congressional candidate in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Half this game is ninety per cent mental." - &lt;em&gt;Danny Ozark, Philadelphia Phillies manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it." - &lt;em&gt;Al Gore, former Vice President&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love California. I practically grew up in Phoenix." - &lt;em&gt;Dan Quayle, former Vice President&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Researchers have discovered that chocolate produces some of the same reactions in the brain as marijuana. The researches also discovered other similarities between the two, but can't remember what they are."- &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to have some reporters pawing through our papers. We are the president."- &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"China is a big country, inhabited by many Chinese."-&lt;em&gt; Charles De Gaulle, former French President&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114252833704520317?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114252833704520317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114252833704520317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114252833704520317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114252833704520317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/03/stupid-words-from-big-people.html' title='Stupid Words From Big People'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114214828465055677</id><published>2006-03-12T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:24:28.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>SCREW MAWI !</title><content type='html'>Every morning I open the newspaper there’s one thing i hate to look at - Mawi ads. Mawi, a youngster turned AF winner, is now taking over the country if you’re not aware of that. The country gave him wealth and fame just because of a little competition. I mean, he sounds stupid, looks stupid and is goddamn rich. That doesn’t make sense la macha. How can a Malaysian Idol reject become a star because of a stupid tv show who sucks money out of teenagers(and some mak ciks in some cases) be even more famous than Jacklyn Victor?&lt;br /&gt;That’s only one thing. The government is now going koo-koo. I don’t understand why the hell they’re giving Mawi the KL Tower. The only thing we Malaysians can show other people is now Mawiland. WTF!!! It’s like giving William Hung theWTC. At least he studies in a university. And I was happy that Malaysia did a breakthrough by producing our very own handphone, just to see another Mawi on it! Goddamnit, Mawi must’ve poisoned the government. NOBODY DIGS HIM!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously not understanding why the hell is the government doing all this crap. And while rising our petrol price too. Even if they wanna give the KL Tower out, I think it should be Jac’s. But that’s unnesceary anyways. Final say, get Mawi out of our lives. And oh, try to kill him if you have the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114214828465055677?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114214828465055677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114214828465055677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114214828465055677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114214828465055677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/03/screw-mawi.html' title='SCREW MAWI !'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114214824437925713</id><published>2006-03-12T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:20:43.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copied Humour'/><title type='text'>Things To Remember During A War</title><content type='html'>1. The only things more accurate than enemy fire is friendly fire.&lt;br /&gt;2. Try to look unimportant, they may be low on ammo.&lt;br /&gt;3. Teamwork is essential. It gives them more targets to shoot at.&lt;br /&gt;4. No inspection-ready unit ever passed combat.&lt;br /&gt;5. No combat-ready unit ever passed inspection.&lt;br /&gt;6. Remember: your aircraft was made by the lowest bidder.&lt;br /&gt;7. Never draw fire, it will irritate the rest of your formation.&lt;br /&gt;8. Never share a cockpit with someone braver than you.&lt;br /&gt;9. You are not Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;10. SAMs and AAA have the right-of-way.&lt;br /&gt;11. If you aren’t sure, the SAMs are pointed at you.&lt;br /&gt;12. If hit, landing near the people that just shot you down is not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;13. Close only counts in horseshoes, nukes and proximity-fused missiles.&lt;br /&gt;14. Smart bombs have bad days too.&lt;br /&gt;15. The best defense is to stay out of range.&lt;br /&gt;16. If you are short on everything but enemy, you are in combat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114214824437925713?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114214824437925713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114214824437925713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114214824437925713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114214824437925713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-to-remember-during-war.html' title='Things To Remember During A War'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114213718964698977</id><published>2006-03-12T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:23:56.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>Another thing about Malaysians - Dinner/Parties</title><content type='html'>One thing about Malaysians that AH MO LANGS ( or preferably foreign people ) doesn’t really understand is the way Malaysians have dinners or parties. Actually these occasions can be verified in threee absolutely different types. First, there is the chinese way. The Malay &amp; Indian way comes next and finally the banana-men type.&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese way normally consists drunk people yelling " YAM SENG " all night long, sexy or old baggy females who pours alcoholic drinks to make them drunk, and also the very important … Karaoke. The chinese way will only be seen in chinses weddings, anniversaries, and yeah, the chinese festivals. This special type of pattern wouldn’t be perfect if there is nobody who’s seriously late. An ear-blasting karaoke is also very important in this kind of dinners. People usually hire those who can’t sing or those who are very annoying to be MCs of their dinners. This is supposed to ruin one’s dinner so that those who doesn’t drink can go home and watch porn movie earlier while the others stay in the dinner and start their riot. " YAM SENG " is their one and only quote although some put in " Diu Nei " , " Ne Wai Sa " or some even " Ma Chau Hai ". In conclusion, this is what some call the " Chou Gau Sai " ( goddamn noisy) style.&lt;br /&gt;While the chinese way is all about noise pollution, the Malay &amp;amp; Inidian way, M&amp;I for short form is theme in a “REBUT” style. The people attendingthis kind of dinner will fight for food. The authorities normally cook little food and call trice the amount of people just to see them fight for food. These kind of dinner wouldn’t be as interesting as the chinese type, but still it is special in its own way. Instead of hearing curses all over the place, M&amp;amp;I dinners should be quiet as everybody will be too busy fighting for food and eating while some leaves the dinner to just chat with girls who will neer be interested in them.&lt;br /&gt;Alas but not least, the banana-men way. This kind of party takes us away from locals and far away to the so called- cultured people race. The banana-men way of parties have it’s similarities with the chinese way though, as it also creates an unbelievable amount of noise pollution. It also includes alcoholic drinks and drunks talking english. These kind of party only happens in the Christmas - New Year time of the year. People will gather around and have a barbecue party on that day to get drunk enough to drive home and cause more accidents on the road for New Year’s. This kind of unique style of party must consist alcoholic drinks and alcoholics.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re wondering why Malaysians are always so lively, this is one of the best reasons. I know - because the blogger is one. Alas, we shall be proud of our country and the people who lives in it and show salutations by yelling "MALAYSIA KALAH INDONESIA 2-0!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23900746-114213718964698977?l=bobbychan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/feeds/114213718964698977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23900746&amp;postID=114213718964698977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114213718964698977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23900746/posts/default/114213718964698977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbychan.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-thing-about-malaysians.html' title='Another thing about Malaysians - Dinner/Parties'/><author><name>Chiv</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11249156904745052470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.rovang.org/wg/pics/zordon-prz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23900746.post-114213580879651393</id><published>2006-03-12T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:24:10.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outta Head'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untold Truth'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Creativity - Malaysia Boleh!</title><content type='html'>I once heard people say that Malaysia won’t produce much creative genuises . But I can prove them absolutely wrong. There are tons of creative bastards out here scattered throughout the country. Malaysians nowadays are no more followers of other bigger countries. They have their own creative ideas, either they’re from the big cities or the small kampungs.&lt;br /&gt;One of the most obvious prove is their style on road. Malaysians tend to break the laws more than anywhere else in the world. Of course, breaking the laws is no fun if you only use one or two styles to harm other people on the road. We Malaysians use at least 10 styles to break rules on 1 road trip. Some cut through the line like no one’s business, while some reverse using the whole road on the touch-n-go lane just because their wives switched their touch-n-go cards to night club member cards. They are also others tryin to rip the lorry’s rear end apart from the car just to extend the length of their lorry and some who drives straight into police officers on the road just to scare them.&lt;br /&gt;Another fact that shows Malaysians have great creativity is about self-creating musics. Many bands have been formed to show the creativity of Malaysians through their songs. One song - Trouble with KC by Ben’s Bitches is a truly creative 1 as the song only consists six words, Pukim*k , Lanji*u, Caujib**, Diu N* Ah Seng, Ma Cau H*i, and Pund*k. Truly a magnificent song that shows people that you don’t need to have long lyrics to make a nice song. Just six simple words.&lt;br /&gt;One last and generally used creativity throughout the country is the art of foul words. One can admire the superb ability for Malaysians to scold one with their self-generated foul word as in other countries there are limited form of foul words. These foul words, mostly sounding harsh and evil, will bring liveliness into peoples hearts everyday.&lt;br /&gt;For last sayings, Malaysians are actually one of the best races in the world if it’s about creativity. I know-because this blogger is a Malaysian. Alas, Malaysia shall rule as we rise up and scream at the top of our lungs: " Ma Chau …" … erm… I mean " MALAYSIA BOLEH!! 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