<?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-4987792047373575541</id><updated>2012-02-02T00:51:25.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog la~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6626589512187355950</id><published>2011-12-27T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T05:39:27.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>挡我者死。</title><content type='html'>*cough cough* full of dust here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not good, not good,&lt;br /&gt;1 objective, 1 way, 1 person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6626589512187355950?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6626589512187355950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6626589512187355950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6626589512187355950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6626589512187355950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='挡我者死。'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2883939815155635665</id><published>2011-03-22T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T06:46:00.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you can't tell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some thing that u can't talk to anyone, but urself... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not anyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can oni keep by urself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2883939815155635665?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3955626024447856138</id><published>2009-10-30T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:18:04.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wen da moon and stars meet. =)</title><content type='html'>wake up in the middle of da nite, dunnoe wat to do..so blog only lo~ahahaha..abit dusty in here eh? ya la im going to blog about our story again..u guys mus be thinking :" omg, kelvin's romeo story again, geli siao~" hahahaha... but i know my fren will bless me in my relationship..today i went out study with my laling..  before dat we went to a kopitiam to hv our lunch where we been there b4 we get together.. the same day same person but different kind of relationship.. we were there just a normal fren who just met, not knowing well each other and going for movie after lunch... and then we were there again holding each others hand walking in the same place again..some how i think relationship between each other is an awesome and a strange force between human being or living things.. some kind of forces pulls two strangers together, and push us to a higher stage of relationship...u can't use psychological term or scientific term to explain this.. most of my fren will noe dat i dun believe in God, is not dat i dun believe, is not the time for me to accept it yet.. but is like a miracle that brings everyone together.. this post is not just about my romeo story but also everyone of my frens, and ofcoz most important one is like a miracle gift to me.. =P i  can fully put my trust on her, i feel comfortable with her..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;わたしは もう あなた に すきたい たい でず&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3955626024447856138?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3955626024447856138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3955626024447856138' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3955626024447856138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3955626024447856138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/10/wen-da-moon-and-stars-meet.html' title='wen da moon and stars meet. =)'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-176701028250931308</id><published>2009-10-03T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:07:13.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Tale Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our story started on 09/09/2009..in front of a lamp post with a numeric number 9 on it, and at a place where alot of "9" (aka dog, in canton) on that day lots of number 9 appeared..seems like is meant to be.. ahaha... i really like being together with, i felt the same way u felt on me too, i can tell u everything dat i hardly tell the others, i like to hold ur hands and i dun mind so don't worry ya ;) and i like the smell u left on my shirt when i hug u.. in our story, we have a few characters that we always talk about and bring us closer to each other..first is Mr zao, he is the eldest among all, we'll meet at his place at night soemtimes afternoon, second is 猪肉荣, you always borrow his knife to chop my hands off..ahahaha...but she nvr did..third will be ah bin gor bin gor..ahhaa..its gender and name is unknown..how he appear in our story still unknown..ahaha..mystery guy huh...fourth will be dr lisa and dr yap..both doctors always give wrong advice to patient (cinderella always claim that dr lisa the best but mr frog prefer dr yap)and the last will be 粉红靓女变态女杀手&amp;amp;有型肥仔神探李奇. Ofcoz we cant left out the main characters, they are the WEIRD monster Mr. frog that created by Lisa and the China made Cinderella and her crystal "kek"~ahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388637566317483186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SshJUPut1LI/AAAAAAAAAWU/oJWzaSVJvm4/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this fairy tale can be publish, i think we can meat down some disney fairytale..ahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love ya~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-176701028250931308?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/176701028250931308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=176701028250931308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/176701028250931308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/176701028250931308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/10/fairy-tale-begins.html' title='Fairy Tale Begins'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SshJUPut1LI/AAAAAAAAAWU/oJWzaSVJvm4/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3081839896766548752</id><published>2009-09-19T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:23:07.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at the edge..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha..was raining this evening, i took a very long nap~ (sleep) while my dear was having fun with some zombies which she claim that they are vampire and she thought they both were the same..ahaha..i slept from 3 until 7...i didnt wish to wake up but i dunnoe why something tells me if i continue to sleep i will never wake up again...ahaha...weird eh.. and the comfort of the bed with the right room temperature, it was hard for me to wake up...hahaha.. then at the end i heard my phone msg ringtone...so there's another reason to keep me away from "coma", so i wake up it was a msg from my dear..ahaha...she safe my life..or else i think i'll continue sleeping and don't know when will i be awake again..ahaha.. THANK YOU dear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3081839896766548752?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3081839896766548752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3081839896766548752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3081839896766548752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3081839896766548752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-edge.html' title='at the edge..'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6339012369823825515</id><published>2009-08-23T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T03:40:55.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays~</title><content type='html'>Used to be happy when i have holidays, but there's abit different for this holidays, i dun really wanna have it actually, hehe...u noe why~ ahahha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time no c again 4eyesmonkey, recently just lazy to blog, although i have ideas but i just lazy..ahahah..nvm...im blogging now...(do ppl blog like they r talking to themself?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of something interesting recently, from the inspiration of marketing subject (which i m taking dis semester) I call it the "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;relationship life cycle&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373100723723659970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SpEWo-vxasI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YkVLVFaKcJ4/s400/product-life-cycle.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relationship is like a product life cycle, first both parties doesn't noe each other and got attach to each other by some reason and circumstanc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stage will be the Introduction Stage, which means the new loving bird start to know each other, start to find out the behavior and habit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373103982834446434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SpEZmr4VcGI/AAAAAAAAAV8/nAcF4lTO7J8/s400/IMG1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in second stage is the Growing stage, both loving birds start to sing along and have fun, enjoy every moment and the feeling and realtionship building up like boiling water~ FAST~ ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373103985016894962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SpEZm0Aq9fI/AAAAAAAAAWE/KBvJCdAkIvk/s400/IMG2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third stage will be the Maturity Stage, they have know each other really well, they have nothing to enjoy and is the peak of the relationship building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373103993806100770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SpEZnUwLmSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vPsWjAufhBM/s400/IMG3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis will lead to the Fourth stage which is the Decline...ahha..the level of relationship start to fall~going down hill..and if dun handle it well, it will drop into a dark hole and nvr come back again...ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA..i wonder how u guys think about this...ahahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;alittle bit of my wat m i up to recently~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going places u have been to,&lt;br /&gt;to see ur footage where u left it there,&lt;br /&gt;take a look at the place where u took that picture..&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;I M SICK~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6339012369823825515?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6339012369823825515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6339012369823825515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6339012369823825515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6339012369823825515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/holidays.html' title='Holidays~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SpEWo-vxasI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YkVLVFaKcJ4/s72-c/product-life-cycle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-7016575483622788182</id><published>2009-07-17T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:21:44.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like driving..haha</title><content type='html'>ahhaa..once i posted in fb saying dat da best moment of the day is driving in the morning..ahaha n also night, i like driving alot..ahaha..i can forget about everything n the time for me to quiet down think deeply about my problems..ahaha sounds like im a stress men..haha..&lt;br /&gt;yes i love driving, with the air flow going smooth into the engine n the piston running in 4000 - 7000 per minutes, carbon dioxide prduced n all the way out to the tip of the exhaust..i can feel the whole process of the engine running with my hand on the steering is just like part of my body, blood rushing all over my veins.. lovin it..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;but if u ask me to describe how shld a nice car look like, i think most of the ppl (GUY) will choose women..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;car is like a women,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you need a nice rim on her to make her look gorgeous, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;like heels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you need a nice skirting for her to show her sexy body lining, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;a beautiful dress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you need to polish her very often to maintain her beauty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;some expensive cosmetic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you need a good engine lubricant to keep her smooth on the road, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;external vitamins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you need a suitable driver seat to make yourself comfortable driving her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the right girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you need a good driving skill for not over streching her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;treat her gentle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;last but not least, you need a good driver to keep this baby safe n care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are meant to be love not making love.&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/4987792047373575541-7016575483622788182?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7016575483622788182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=7016575483622788182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/7016575483622788182'/><link 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dunnoe...sniff... haiz.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;simple...&lt;br /&gt;can i...&lt;br /&gt;is that so...&lt;br /&gt;what is it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-5882583395945674949?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5882583395945674949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=5882583395945674949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5882583395945674949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5882583395945674949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/need-pair-of-right-ears.html' title='need a pair of right ears...'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6067290785166661316</id><published>2009-06-29T04:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:04:06.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE HAS ANOTHER GIRL OUT THERE~!!!!!! &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Male, the social species since our very great great grandfather, they go for hunting in group, with their stone age weapons...&lt;br /&gt;In modern life, male still go for hunting, but not tiger nor elephant, we hunt for chicks~ yes chicks~ aka female....&lt;br /&gt;Now every male will like to look at hot girls, comment about their devil-a-like body, angel's smile and stuff....&lt;br /&gt;So this is how male got the name of most unloyal species on Earth...&lt;br /&gt;but let me tell u one thing my female n male frens~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE ARE NOT A BITCH~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;YOU WANT A LOYAL PET GET A DOG~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;SAY AIIIIII~~~ if u r with me male-mate~ ahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just for the sake of fun posting this~ dun get mad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6067290785166661316?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6067290785166661316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6067290785166661316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6067290785166661316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6067290785166661316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-has-another-girl-out-there.html' title='HE HAS ANOTHER GIRL OUT THERE~!!!!!! &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-4839369407207889826</id><published>2009-05-17T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T03:02:09.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from the memory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The feeling just came to me suddenly...hooo~ i miss you....sounds so geli saying out from me~ yeee~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336730532578290770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sg_gJOhPbFI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Jr0Ej6T-48/s400/21460710617699l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Searching.................................................................................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;result:\&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ERROR&lt;/span&gt;!\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cannot concentrate study...OHMIGOD~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-4839369407207889826?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sg_gJOhPbFI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Jr0Ej6T-48/s72-c/21460710617699l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-4577915334989449928</id><published>2009-05-14T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:24:00.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Yu Gong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;如果愚公真是将一座石山移走geh话，甘真是多得你唔小咯～&lt;br /&gt;虽然，俄欣赏你果份坚毅力，但是世人好似学左你果分“坚” 但是就没学到最重要geh “毅”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;世人就将个“坚”字挂hai个颈到，甘么变左所谓geh“硬颈”咯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;唔明点解D人要甘“转牛角尖”，明明同你讲事实你是都唔听，一个人同你讲，你唔赞成，可能是gor个人有问题，但是如果多过一个人同你讲同一翻说话geh时候，甘有问题geh gor个应该是你呱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但是你就是唔听，天啊～！吾该你点化kui地啦～！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;以d甘geh人啊，就算全世界geh人用三舍不烂之舌地同kui讲，讲到喷出来geh口水浈死kui地，都中是唔改geh话，就好似明知自己唔识游水，中要跳落水，简直就是，自杀～&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你话死唔死，甘geh人，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;死又累人，唔死又累物，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;听下人讲啦～！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;吾该～！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你唔是Mr. Yu Gong啊～！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-4577915334989449928?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4577915334989449928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=4577915334989449928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4577915334989449928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4577915334989449928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-yu-gong.html' title='Mr. Yu Gong'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3006409164166285592</id><published>2009-05-09T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:46:50.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DCDAWTF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bad feeling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't Care, Don't Ask, What The kcuF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is not what I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3006409164166285592?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3006409164166285592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3006409164166285592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3006409164166285592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3006409164166285592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/dcdawtf.html' title='DCDAWTF.'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-7649111157071653535</id><published>2009-05-04T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:13:21.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i fedup wif sleeping..Everynight sleep sleep sleep, is there any other things better to do than sleeping? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the big problem is im sleepy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zzz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-7649111157071653535?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7649111157071653535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=7649111157071653535' title='299 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/7649111157071653535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/7649111157071653535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/zzz.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>299</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-8734651427492660255</id><published>2009-04-21T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:47:56.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>W0ndering~</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA~ long time no see mr 4eyesmonkey~ it has been awhile i didnt post anything...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..recently i was kinda wondering around in my own world n business... studies is like gliding away inch by inch...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Se4E8QC5obI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sAryeePCHk8/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327200842371670450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Se4E8QC5obI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sAryeePCHk8/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now i realise is time for me to work hard... but the problem is... im still in the wonderland...Wondering inside, having fun with Alice and her frens...I need to get out before is too late..but how to i get back the mood to study??? PLEASE HELP ME~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Se2_2Av5xoI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bAlh5H6Tkhc/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327124868883924610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Se2_2Av5xoI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bAlh5H6Tkhc/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The wonderman~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-8734651427492660255?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8734651427492660255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=8734651427492660255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/8734651427492660255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/8734651427492660255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/w0ndering.html' title='W0ndering~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Se4E8QC5obI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sAryeePCHk8/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6689464548704401546</id><published>2009-04-13T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:55:57.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i-BagYOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SeNt_cevJtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/9D9gnDZ5Hss/s1600-h/Spring_by_Ninoness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324220121226356434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SeNt_cevJtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/9D9gnDZ5Hss/s400/Spring_by_Ninoness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come Visit this blog to look for your bags that u need the most to match your wardrobe~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-bag-you.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.i-bag-you.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6689464548704401546?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6689464548704401546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6689464548704401546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6689464548704401546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6689464548704401546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-bagyou-come-visit-this-blog-to-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SeNt_cevJtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/9D9gnDZ5Hss/s72-c/Spring_by_Ninoness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-4363149034664100956</id><published>2009-03-11T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:55:05.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recession??? Saviour???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class is time for Economic subject again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we are going to talk about the current economy and the market behaviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every country of the world are doing the samething, slashing interest rate, pump in money to the economy, issue out Gov bonds and etc to help to stimulate the economy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do this help??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my senior from Metropolitan (Auntie Rebecca and Yen yee jie jie.). The answer I get from them is... The gender that have the strongest purchasing power, LADIES~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how bad is the economy, or how broke they are, once they surf in a boutique website.. Very naturally the memory of "I'm broke" will be remove or delete.. Strange huh?? that's the ability that Guys will never able to learn or master~ Accept the fact.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;They will be saying:" omg~!! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this one very nice&lt;/span&gt; do you want &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we buy together la&lt;/span&gt;~?? i order for you har?? okok??"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You won't get a chance to say:" I got no money."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;even you say it they will say sumtin like this,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I borrow you first la~"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wait..i tot they just say they are broke???? Then they start to influence their friends to buy with them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In chinese they call it:" pull you down the water together." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a better way to express is:" sharing is caring."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zi Mui ma~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's why no better how bad is the economy, They'll still spend. Lets look at the  graph of Women purchasing power.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311980654735750194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SbfyQutFdDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ON04C30mFgs/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The puchasing power will remain constant no matter the economy is at the peak or trough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recession will only affect the Men.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women Is THE SAVIOUR during recession and also causes of inflation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S* What are the guys doing during inflation???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312360556163609202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SblLx5ztsnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/nOMgp-ieSW0/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-4363149034664100956?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4363149034664100956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=4363149034664100956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4363149034664100956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4363149034664100956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/recession-saviour.html' title='Recession??? Saviour???'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SbfyQutFdDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ON04C30mFgs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-7324131288672382918</id><published>2009-03-09T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:03:11.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen not Taken....</title><content type='html'>I went to My fren's birthday on last Friday in JB (Johor Bharu).&lt;br /&gt;The rumours always say JB is a place full of criminal activities.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really agree on the first 2 days, but then the third day.&lt;br /&gt;Things change, completely change my perception towards this Place.&lt;br /&gt;I lost something in JB, and is important to me. Oh my god, I pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;Stolen by a pick pocket, an expert somemore.&lt;br /&gt;You won't realise that, until you dive into the trap.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to go back another time to look for my lost item.&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!@@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-7324131288672382918?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7324131288672382918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=7324131288672382918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/7324131288672382918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/7324131288672382918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/stolen-not-taken.html' title='Stolen not Taken....'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-5060585052433457327</id><published>2009-02-28T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:07:10.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTH~!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you waiting for picture to appear??&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste time~waHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-5060585052433457327?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5060585052433457327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=5060585052433457327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5060585052433457327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5060585052433457327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/02/wait.html' title='Wait..'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2862302340838484025</id><published>2009-02-28T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:48:42.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus ride~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;long crap cut short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ppl like to discribe life is a journey to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If life = journey, so we need transportation to travel in the journey of life~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so let say we take the bus, and I am the driver of my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307931543246908786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SamPna9SrXI/AAAAAAAAATM/iwzOgiyJ-9Q/s400/busdriver1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Drive my cute-little-bus around everyday here and there, doing different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307931543618171538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SamPncVzspI/AAAAAAAAATU/9Pbg7iSgpAA/s400/busdriver2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ppl come n go at different station or bus stop. But this ppl always for got their stuff in the bus. And that is a valuable stuff that everyone will want more, memories~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307931543977517746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SamPndre4rI/AAAAAAAAATc/awtv-TP986Q/s400/busdriver3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vroom Vroom~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although some ppl might not be able to take the journey with you to the end of the bus station. But their support is always there as an air beg or seat belt to make sure u are safe to your destination. That is why we can still always enjoy and hav fun in the bus ride~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307931551102607458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SamPn4OPIGI/AAAAAAAAATk/iVryn9tABqM/s400/busdriver4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HANDS FREEE~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S* i recomment people to walk instead of taking transportation, do you know why? transportation will reach your "destination" faster..CHOI~!!! no wonder so many ppl stop in the middle la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2862302340838484025?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2862302340838484025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=2862302340838484025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2862302340838484025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2862302340838484025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/02/bus-ride.html' title='Bus ride~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SamPna9SrXI/AAAAAAAAATM/iwzOgiyJ-9Q/s72-c/busdriver1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2167292510071332967</id><published>2009-01-09T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:42:04.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;People think because they need to live..not because they have a brain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In certain problem we need to think together for a solution. But every seems to have different perception..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is just like something about life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Different people have different perception look into their life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some might disagree with another..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, is not because you are weird than anyone.. Is because we have different "degree" of thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some might think that TV shld watch upside down to you or maybe some would prefer sit in a proper way to watch. Or maybe some will think that saying out loud EXCUSE ME after or before they fart..some will prefer giving surrounding friends a surprise STINK BOMB and doesn't want to tell who is the one who trigger it.. Or some like my friend said FOL (FART OUT LOUD) {credit Bosco} so it will be a loud bomb but not a deadly one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, even a fart can comes out so many way of releasing it..so why bother about others.. Most important is how you prefer and like to FART~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289628757070772050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SWiJVDLk91I/AAAAAAAAASM/EJqfpCZwbfM/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAY YOUR LIFE NOT PLAY WITH YOUR LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2167292510071332967?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2167292510071332967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=2167292510071332967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2167292510071332967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2167292510071332967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2009/01/think.html' title='THINK'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SWiJVDLk91I/AAAAAAAAASM/EJqfpCZwbfM/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-4637745136909570019</id><published>2008-12-29T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:13:48.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problems happen from a problem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, what can you see when you enter a shopping mall in this multi-racial country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malays? Chinese? Indian? or maybe some foreigners?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the first sentence comes out from your mind to illustrate Malays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the sentence or funny name you give to Chinese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the sound you make to call the Indian?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What creepy name can you name for the foreigners?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that what you can see and judge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't you see there's a similar between us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE lives in Earth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE share the resources from the Mother Nature,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE enjoy the samething call Happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE go through the samething known as Life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE share the same thing describe as Feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE have different skin tone, BUT, WE are human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285338016469638114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SVlK7E2KW-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/9H1eQEterME/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not to miss out this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE believe in one person, and he is God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muslim believe in God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buddhist believe in God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hindu believe in God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian believe in God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a lot more religions believe in God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285338021076498882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SVlK7WAhecI/AAAAAAAAAR8/feZ1d2-0YRg/s400/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God= Hope+Power+Miracle+Kind+All the Good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope+Power+Miracle+Kind+All the Good= Human's need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God don't teach us bad things. If he does, he is not God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So is Muslim, Buddhist, Hindu, and Christian learn bad things from their God's teaching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So do God want war between us, Human?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do God enjoy seeing his people being killed by each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So who is the one who ask for war?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is the one who kill their own kind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=Human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Human= COMPLICATED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Human makes things complicated, that is why alot of misunderstanding between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Misunderstanding leads to war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO do God want us to have war?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO are all the God's teaching in all the religions that WE believe in are bad except the one you believe? (I'm talking about God's teaching, which is good.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it, what is the things that a God really want his people to know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD = &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-4637745136909570019?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4637745136909570019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=4637745136909570019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4637745136909570019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4637745136909570019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/problems-happen-from-problem.html' title='The Problems happen from a problem.'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SVlK7E2KW-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/9H1eQEterME/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3234649883785076026</id><published>2008-12-26T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:01:33.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 plan~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Plans for 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a nerd~!!! Study smart next yr..swear to myself no more next time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Target 50k of sales~!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camera~!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beg Packing during summer holiday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Final but not least, love and appreciate everyone around me~!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284129367289449714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SVT_qbx_TPI/AAAAAAAAARs/xcokw8OgMGQ/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3234649883785076026?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3234649883785076026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3234649883785076026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3234649883785076026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3234649883785076026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009-plan.html' title='2009 plan~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SVT_qbx_TPI/AAAAAAAAARs/xcokw8OgMGQ/s72-c/DSC_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-4555688230185013664</id><published>2008-12-26T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T05:30:17.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Have you ever wonder why ppl created Santa Clause??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And why must he only appear during Christmas where human celebrates the birthday of Jesus Christ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever think of they are actually related???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284090143818333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SVTb_U9vPPI/AAAAAAAAARk/o_Ojg5YTtYQ/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S: Just my curiosity, doesn't meant to create sensitive issues.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-4555688230185013664?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4555688230185013664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=4555688230185013664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4555688230185013664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4555688230185013664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas??'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SVTb_U9vPPI/AAAAAAAAARk/o_Ojg5YTtYQ/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3508134041437682650</id><published>2008-12-26T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T05:16:23.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BMW or Mercedes?&lt;br /&gt;BMW for now. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Dark Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie or Jennifer Aniston?&lt;br /&gt;Who is Jennifer Aniston???&lt;br /&gt;Lemon.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow.&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood or New York?&lt;br /&gt;NY sounds busy to me. Hollywood sounds busy too, busy with paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are all money faced.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..half agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;Obama?&lt;br /&gt;He has nice teeth.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald.&lt;br /&gt;Red head~&lt;br /&gt;Favorites?&lt;br /&gt;Money and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Face.&lt;br /&gt;Problem~&lt;br /&gt;A Word.&lt;br /&gt;Rich&lt;br /&gt;Tag 3 person.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..thats not a must right~kaka...&lt;br /&gt;A. Attached or Single?&lt;br /&gt;Double.&lt;br /&gt;B. Best Friend?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Imaginery friend.&lt;br /&gt;C. Cake or pie?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer pie now.&lt;br /&gt;D. Day of choice?&lt;br /&gt;Good question.&lt;br /&gt;E. Essential item?&lt;br /&gt;Brain.&lt;br /&gt;F. Favorite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Any colour.&lt;br /&gt;G. Gummy bears or worms?&lt;br /&gt;Gummy bears~so i can eat them from the top to the bottom.~hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;H. Hometown?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a original city kampung boy.&lt;br /&gt;J. January or July?&lt;br /&gt;Lets see..January.&lt;br /&gt;K. Kids?&lt;br /&gt;no stress..&lt;br /&gt;L. Life isn't complete without?&lt;br /&gt;ME LAH~!!!&lt;br /&gt;M. Marriage date?&lt;br /&gt;If can. I dont want.&lt;br /&gt;N. Number of brothers and sisters?&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;O. Oranges or apples?&lt;br /&gt;Oranges.&lt;br /&gt;P. Phobias?&lt;br /&gt;Animals with feather. Never know what is their next moves.&lt;br /&gt;Q. Quotes?&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OK~!!!&lt;br /&gt;R. Reasons to smile?&lt;br /&gt;After i laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;T. Tag 5 peopleAs above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I don't understand this part~hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U. Unknown fact about me?&lt;br /&gt;Your weight.&lt;br /&gt;V. Vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;DEEPAVALI~!!!&lt;br /&gt;W. Worst habits?&lt;br /&gt;ALways follow Malaysian's time.&lt;br /&gt;X. X-ray or Ultrasound?&lt;br /&gt;How bout Ultra-ray.&lt;br /&gt;Y. Your favorite type of food?&lt;br /&gt;Charkeowteow~&lt;br /&gt;Z. Zodiac&lt;br /&gt;Panda and The Evil twins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3508134041437682650?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3508134041437682650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3508134041437682650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3508134041437682650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3508134041437682650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/bmw-or-mercedes-bmw-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3838894998042296338</id><published>2008-12-21T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:36:43.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When A Girl Shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282282731472601810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SU5wKFSawtI/AAAAAAAAARU/sjkVf4vcRaM/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When a Guy shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282282735011984738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SU5wKSeRdWI/AAAAAAAAARc/kgv4EYAN8no/s400/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3838894998042296338?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3838894998042296338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3838894998042296338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3838894998042296338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3838894998042296338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping.'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SU5wKFSawtI/AAAAAAAAARU/sjkVf4vcRaM/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2022139749644144258</id><published>2008-12-19T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:55:38.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yelo=helo~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hmm...My life is simple, simple as in happy with everything i have now..i don't need much to satisfy my emotional needs, because i have friends to laugh with and joke with..laugh till stomach and tears rolling...joke with wat ever we see...the only thing dat barried me from being more enjoy of current life... O-kane desu...haiz.. zannen desu neh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANyway~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;while working in Standard Charted bank again..i drew this while im curi tulang..(actually i have nothing to do thats why i can come out with this thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;introducing~ THE POTATO FAMILY~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281607427529085842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SUwJ-ODvk5I/AAAAAAAAARM/U3lNP1j0w-Y/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2022139749644144258?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2022139749644144258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=2022139749644144258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2022139749644144258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2022139749644144258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/yelohelo.html' title='yelo=helo~!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SUwJ-ODvk5I/AAAAAAAAARM/U3lNP1j0w-Y/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2513365059365317197</id><published>2008-12-13T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:05:34.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying~~~</title><content type='html'>Sorry AV-BODY~~~!!! quite busy recently~ so don't have much time to blog~.. but things will change soon ya...&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy working now... coz tak ada duit nak guna~~~~AV- BODY~ save more money ya~!!! if you really wanna save money can look for me~ I have ideas~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SURnYNiNSOI/AAAAAAAAARE/FLCvsKYl9cQ/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279458328832723170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SURnYNiNSOI/AAAAAAAAARE/FLCvsKYl9cQ/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2513365059365317197?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2513365059365317197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=2513365059365317197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2513365059365317197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2513365059365317197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/crying.html' title='crying~~~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SURnYNiNSOI/AAAAAAAAARE/FLCvsKYl9cQ/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-551713985903948728</id><published>2008-11-21T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:18:54.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is so dark around me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE's THE FXXKING LIGHTS~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-551713985903948728?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/551713985903948728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=551713985903948728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/551713985903948728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/551713985903948728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-so-dark-around-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-5498831361933923345</id><published>2008-11-07T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:05:55.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noooo~</title><content type='html'>Goods and services now are getting soooo... expensive lately. Pricess increases non-stop. One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roti Canai used to be 60 cents or 70 cents, now, is like minimum you can get in the high living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cost, city, is RM 1.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But there's some places still selling 80cents, for the information provided from Nicholas Thong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Zhong from Klang.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naan, RM 2 or above. Is just a piece of flour that poor people in india eats. I bet the Indian will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel damn happy if they heard the price of a piece of flour. And I heard from my friend that he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said Roti Canai is selling 5 aussie dollar in Australia. This is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we learn marketing in foundation or diploma or even in Uni, a goods in different places affects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prices of the goods. A bottle of cook in 7-11 can cost RM2.20, and the value of a cup of coke in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a 5 stars hotel can be RM3 or even up to RM5. WTH~!! Is still the same coke from the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manufacturer. Thanks for reading my marketing lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays the prices of goods and services can be terrible, horrible and vegetably HIGH!! And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pay from the employer is ugly like something very ugly(Ugly la~). High price, low income&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had developed a selfish society since the money and prices are introduced. Begger fights for food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and money, employee fight to get promoted, everyone fight for money, cause they need money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to lives. But in economic studies, demand and supply of human needs and wants determine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prices of goods and services. In other way, human control price, but seems like human are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting headache of not enough money, if in this situation, money control human. BUT, the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amount of money to make transaction, is determine on the market price, so price control money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assumption:&lt;br /&gt;Human control Price control Money control Human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE ARE CONTROLLING OURSELF~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for attending todays class students.&lt;br /&gt;Class dismiss~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-5498831361933923345?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5498831361933923345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=5498831361933923345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5498831361933923345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5498831361933923345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/noooo.html' title='Noooo~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3824380166231757724</id><published>2008-11-05T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:11:13.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to where I used to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After my finals, finally I have my own time to think~ previous month is like a yr to me. But things happened is hard to forget. This few days of holidays, I shut myself in my room alone, and reminds me alot of stuff, like reading through the last few pages of history book about me. Is not the meaning of the end of my life, is something about new memories that I have to remember. All this things make me feel very down aka emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went back to the place where I used to have my emotions store in, My grandma's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place I used to played in when I was a kid, things change. The furniture in the house, people in the house, two grandparents used to pamper me alot, another one had gone travelling, left her in a wooden house sitting alone. All she can see is the photo of his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sit in there, I look outside the parking place, images of a smal boy and his grandpa is teaching him how to ride a bicycle. The boy is so happy laughing so loud, the grandpa is so tired of balancing his grandchild, but he is happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the living hall, the small boy sit right next to his grandpa on the floor, staring at him making Kaya with a stick and Milo tin. The boy was so exited, it was his favourite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening, everyone was back for dinner. As usual, I'll do the "MBPJ's" job (some of you will be MBSJ or DBKL) I clear all the food on the table. Not because I have a big stomach, be cause grandma will store the food for tomorrow's meal. Is not good for health, but for her own good, every one of her grandchildren and children are FATTY~kaka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we sat down and have a little fun of conversation. Haha, my grandma told me about how my dad tackle my mom.kekeke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said:" Your father was very thin and look like a drug addict."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me :"HAHAHAHAHAHA..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt:" Ya, and your grandfather was saying he must be a drug addict or have critical sickness with him, he don't allow my mom to have relationship with him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:"Really???ahhahhahaha."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt:"haha, and your grandpa asked me to get his identity card to check where he from."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:"LOL~!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt:" YOur dad can finish reading every single sessions and articles in the newspaper that time. Be cause of your grandfather everyone don't there to talk to him.haha."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRandma:" In the end your dad said he is people in that kampung, (There's story behind.) And that time my dad need to go for operation, that's why he look so pale that time. Your grandfather over protective his children only. haha, don't mention this to your father k?hahaha."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:"hahahahahhaha. don't worry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...i dont have my father's picture in my laptop, so I guess he looked like this. Cause everyone says that i look like my father. hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265221393054406354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SRHS9ezLltI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/cVVVBhT4CHQ/s400/myYearbookPhoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3824380166231757724?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3824380166231757724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3824380166231757724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3824380166231757724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3824380166231757724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-to-where-i-used-to-be.html' title='Back to where I used to be.'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SRHS9ezLltI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/cVVVBhT4CHQ/s72-c/myYearbookPhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6514059573861620262</id><published>2008-11-02T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:45:19.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mars and Earth.</title><content type='html'>Semester breaks give me a lot of time to rest and thinking. And suddenly this question comes out from my mind when I am on a chat box with one of my fren, "hmm, if two person from a totally different "world", and bump on each other. Now, how would their relaitonship be?"&lt;br /&gt;It might be chaotic or a new taste of cuisine~, haha.&lt;br /&gt;What can you imagine, let say, a guy, who always like to stay in his comfort zone and a very mature guy. And a girl who is very playful and outgoing, crazy about every new excited stuff she discover, just like a highschool girl just step into the society.&lt;br /&gt;From my point of view, this couples might find quite interesting to be together. Because of human's curiousity, different gender will be attracted to each others. Same goes to behaviour and habit too. When each of them feels that something fresh to them, they'll tend to try it. So the relaitonship will easily boil up at the very first stage of relationship. So both partners will start tolerating each others bad habit and behavior. Sooner or later, both will feel tired of tolerating, arguement starts from this moment. And so on..you can guess the ending of the story if arguement not settle.&lt;br /&gt;I have another question wondering in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;When the moment couple ask for break up. Did they ever think why do they get together? Most of them will say, the feeling fade. Look deeper into it. What makes you have the feeling? Crush? feeling are generated from interest for what I think.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6514059573861620262?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6514059573861620262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6514059573861620262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6514059573861620262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6514059573861620262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/mars-and-earth.html' title='Mars and Earth.'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6989455707053785475</id><published>2008-11-02T01:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T03:18:02.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REady, Set~..GOoo~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ2CocZ5rVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VzxupEs9lMs/s1600-h/Fast-and-Furious-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264007170797186386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ2CocZ5rVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VzxupEs9lMs/s400/Fast-and-Furious-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YEAP~the Fast and the Furious is coming back on the screen~ This is not only Fast and powerful running drag race, nor any racing in a town going round n round and Cars flying over the brigde circuit race, nor any side moving drift race~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what I think, they are making something with much more Faster cars, more powersliding, and also skillful driving actions~AND that's what we call Rally..&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;When we talk about Fast and the Furious, we will never miss 2 first main character who make this movie fast and furious~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263999503311394066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ17qIy1VRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/1OU1elFnB8Q/s400/furious-walkerx-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The muscle chevy ss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263998424210177090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16rU1DfEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/exV5CksGbrU/s400/furious-smokex-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SSsssmookinggg~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of cause it will be the macho old men, but he never look old to me. Vin Diesel. A macho muscle men, who drives an american muscle car in the movies. Because of him, the fuel burning american muscle had caught my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second person will be HIM~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://homepage.usask.ca/~skf147/Paul%20Walker%20and%20the%20Supra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Walker (Brian), A fellow who always drives strong modify machine like The very first Toyota Supra, and the Mitsubishi Evo7 and Skyline R34 in the 2 Fast 2 Furious. This time he is also on a skyline and also a 4WD Rally machine. Is not an Evo, is the Subaru Impreza Ver 10. That's what makes me think of the movie will be rally base plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ17qmSGMKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ct3Kf18260g/s1600-h/brian_aka_pauls_new_subaru-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263999511227150498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ17qmSGMKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ct3Kf18260g/s400/brian_aka_pauls_new_subaru-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much and don't want to know what is the story line about it, I don't wanna spoil the movie when I watch it. So...lets wait until next yr~2009 June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than Japanese and American's manufacture car, they have also BMWs, Ford and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Here is some sneak peek of the movie's cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beemers on the road wanna hide from the police??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ17qegaIaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kb0uOATUA74/s1600-h/ff4sety178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263999509139693986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ17qegaIaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kb0uOATUA74/s400/ff4sety178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  get your BMW painted in camouflage~hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263998434871248178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16r8i2hTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-GmYOzAafnU/s400/onloc-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lets Burn some tires~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ17pzoWgOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7enP7JAszco/s1600-h/MikesCharger_07-16-07_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263999497630286050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ17pzoWgOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7enP7JAszco/s400/MikesCharger_07-16-07_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Under-construction Dodge~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16sTM7huI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wC2u4ql30BA/s1600-h/MikesGT_7-26-07_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263998440953317090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16sTM7huI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wC2u4ql30BA/s400/MikesGT_7-26-07_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wira, Satria, Saga, Stand aside~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16sNeBq3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/C5pOuSZnx_8/s1600-h/P1010052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263998439414410098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16sNeBq3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/C5pOuSZnx_8/s400/P1010052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not only the furious look of the car, It is fast underneath the bonnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16r4AT1pI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Z9eGkv1KGTA/s1600-h/ff4sety183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263998433652627090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ16r4AT1pI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Z9eGkv1KGTA/s400/ff4sety183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spider mobile?? where's the bat mobile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6989455707053785475?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6989455707053785475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6989455707053785475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6989455707053785475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6989455707053785475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/ready-setgooo.html' title='REady, Set~..GOoo~!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SQ2CocZ5rVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VzxupEs9lMs/s72-c/Fast-and-Furious-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6960753269357414457</id><published>2008-11-01T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:20:47.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tag rules.&lt;br /&gt;Remove one question from above and add in your personal question. Make a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people. List them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. What’s your ambition*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To Become a Stingy billionaire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Who is more important to you? Friends or boy/girlfriend?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think is friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. How often do you think of committing suicide?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not at all~...Is a pity to leave this world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA~always~but veron said This is ego not confidence..kaka...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. How many babies you want?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It doesn't matter..as long as i m capable to feed them..kakakaka....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha...since when is da last time i saw da rainbow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. What is your goal for this year?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Earn more money and study hard~..and not forget my most important girl in my life... GRANDMA~Try to spend more time with her..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Do you believe in eternity love?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eternity love...hmm...BULLSHIT~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. What's a perfect girlfriend/boyfriend like to u? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone with class..not in habit..haha...but not those who purposely act like they are classy..acting makes u look more like an idiot..haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.What feeling do you love most?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. What are the requirements you wish from the other half?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DOn't act cute (plzz nvr~!!), dont pretend to be stupid (but if u r, plz leave.Bad~kekekeke) I prefer smart girl...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Is there anything you wanna tell the ppl you hate ?*-- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come more often~i would like to know more about you~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm...abuthen~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What does flying means to you?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wondering around~no direction~losT~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What do you crave for the most currently?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Money~!!!ALOT~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Have you ever having two or more girl/boyfriend in the same time?--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeap~i noe is bad..so i stop doing this kind of foolish thing..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words.*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I-HAVE-NOTHING-TO-SAY-ABOUT-HER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. What have you done to yourself make yourself happy?--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Staring at the aquarium.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What will u become in another 10 years to come?*--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Definitely a person that everyones know~kakakakaka...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What is your lucky number?-- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dunnoe...but i like 9..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6960753269357414457?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6960753269357414457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6960753269357414457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6960753269357414457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6960753269357414457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/tag-rules.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6414464478619830888</id><published>2008-11-01T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T02:08:42.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>知我心者,莫谁呀?</title><content type='html'>旁人的讽刺嘲笑,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友人的指指点点,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我笑三笑的一带而过,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我笑不是因为你们说中了,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而是我没必要解释,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也讨厌解释,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有句话说:"解释越多,错越多.",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但就算我解释你们也不会懂,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟有可能换来一句,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"解释就是掩饰.",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;解释本应就是把事情恩怨解开,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但至今,解释以便成了把恩怨在打多几"结".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;试问上谁能看得懂..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我背后的难,&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; 苦&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 恨&lt;/span&gt; ,及 &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;伤&lt;/span&gt; 呢?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6414464478619830888?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6414464478619830888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6414464478619830888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6414464478619830888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6414464478619830888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='知我心者,莫谁呀?'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-1718750284988478547</id><published>2008-10-30T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T05:39:47.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO HOO!!!! I LOOK LIKE NICHOLAS TSE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/O/storage/site1/files/70/44/52/704452_63458972aa90947c1mvo99.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"&gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"&gt;Celebrity&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"&gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"&gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.10NXC/bHQ9MTIyNTQyNDIzNDE4NyZwdD*xMjI1NDI*MjU4MjE4JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*yJnQ9Jm89NTc4ZTNiZmVlMmZkNGNlMjhkZDg4ZTIyZjYxNmEwYTM=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1718750284988478547?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1718750284988478547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=1718750284988478547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1718750284988478547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1718750284988478547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/10/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage_30.html' title='WOO HOO!!!! I LOOK LIKE NICHOLAS TSE!!!!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-5513236054043361837</id><published>2008-10-26T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T04:06:08.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where are you now??</title><content type='html'>I miss my gong gong..&lt;br /&gt;where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to you..&lt;br /&gt;I miss giving you a massage..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the food you cooked..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the fruits  you gave me last time..&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how you choose,&lt;br /&gt;It always taste so good..&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can have another chance of doing all this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only once..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-5513236054043361837?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5513236054043361837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=5513236054043361837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5513236054043361837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5513236054043361837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-are-you-now.html' title='where are you now??'/><author><name>Kelvin 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOurs of worrying,&lt;br /&gt;Days of desire of getting back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life cycle, someone come and go..&lt;br /&gt;They give us wonderful memories and teaching.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun and joy together..&lt;br /&gt;But did anyone think before where will this people go?&lt;br /&gt;And where they come from?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-5719116320207889171?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5719116320207889171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=5719116320207889171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..sry for the longlong long update..and for those who had tagged me, i'll do the tagged later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here i wanna tell my fren a story..it happened in this few days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, midnight:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My grandpa, lying on the bed..shouting "VERY PAIN AH~!!!" shouting n shouting n kepp shouting..i tried to do something to make him feel better but there's no other way..slowly, in a aircond room.. sweats dripping down from his forehead..he start to shivered..due to the pain, he suffered...his hand start to turn cold..everyone is so worry..we called the FUCKING ambulance and it took 30 mins or more to arrived...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inside the emergency room..or shld i called it a DORM.. there's only one doctor..and many patients...grandpa is shouting there..and the doctor is like don't give a damn on it an old life who just wanna cure the pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday 1am - 2 am:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doctors said the blood in his artery are slowly leaking out..it might only have 1 or 2 hours life...everyone was so panic...ran into the DORM and see my grandpa...the first thing my grandpa say to me dat time..."burst d lo...gong gong is leaving soon.." with the tears rolling in the corner of his eyes..i dunnoe wat to reply...i tried to comfort him n not to let him feel the pain..and he tot the doctor can do sumtin to let him feel better but there's actually nth they can do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday 8 or 9 am:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandpa is still holding the pain..2 doctors came to ask him whether wanna take the surgery..but the chance is only 5% in this time...due to weak pulse, and he is 83.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but grandpa took the risk..I can understand why he took this 5%..if he take it..he will have 5%, if he don't, he will suffer pain to death..continue he told us.." no matter i live or dead.. do not put the blame on anyone, I choose to take it.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"don't cry, Grandpa is very happy today.." grandpa say with a smile..that's the last word he comfort us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The operation was very successful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was hoping that i can bring granpa home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but grandpa just dont want us to see him leave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we turn our back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and his pulse turn flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he lye in a coffin with a smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we feel happy for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;becoz of ur bravery..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our tears rolling down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not bcoz we are sad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bcoz we miss and lost the best grandfather and father we had in our life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everytime i miss you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll cry immediately..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when the tears are around my eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember you told me this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" dun cry when grandpa die, or else i will feel very sad when i leave."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260030582877948850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SP9h8kAhi7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/VS-a-yHgLds/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Memories of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; will never fade,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love from you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; we never want to loose,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your bravery,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We salute,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You, are the greatest grandfather I appreciate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rest In Peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1163929618224014173?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1163929618224014173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=1163929618224014173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6258864305430866913</id><published>2008-10-02T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:02:47.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha..KPC~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SOT-h0wZITI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FvxTs6CA-cU/s1600-h/love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252602922471596338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SOT-h0wZITI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FvxTs6CA-cU/s400/love1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is nice to see an old couple still holding hands in their age..haha..like my grandparents..they dun usually hold hands..they feel shy but this doesnt mean that they don't love each others...they do..whenever one of them stay at home alone, another one will start to worry each other..haha..can you see this? is like a connection in their heart..how lovely~&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes they still argue alot..kaka..but after that they'll smile to each other cause all his grandchildren n children are looking at them...haha...like watching comedy show...how lovely~&lt;br /&gt;I like to search around ppl's blog and see about their bf and gf..haha...is nice to see them saying how they miss their partner, what they argue..what did they do to each other..sumtimes even poem..haha...how lovely~&lt;br /&gt;I'll feel happy to see them have such a wonderful relationship where they can argue and cuddle with each other..kaka...this world is full of emotions~&lt;br /&gt;How lovely~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6258864305430866913?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3381752247663925471</id><published>2008-09-21T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:15:30.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Everbody~i want you to meet my little sugar baby~...kaka...after abit of changing the outfit..and some treatment on her beautiful face~and a new hair color~and loose weight courses~and now and finally i introduced to you my new babe....kakakaka....ss in dis moment~...kaka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SNZe86VeaXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/m-c0pjz4mQw/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248486816291383666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SNZe86VeaXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/m-c0pjz4mQw/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; MY BABY SATRIA~!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252606243249744434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SOUBjHnmajI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Zx6OfD2kosw/s400/974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;bye bye lo~my old satria~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3381752247663925471?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SNZe86VeaXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/m-c0pjz4mQw/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3665045803375025746</id><published>2008-09-16T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:56:49.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that i had forgot, yet still here.</title><content type='html'>since when is the last time..&lt;br /&gt;the flowers in autumn blooms~&lt;br /&gt;the waving sound in summer splash~&lt;br /&gt;the yellow leafs cover in Falls road~&lt;br /&gt;the snow men in winter snow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I have to keep it until i find another you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can Give my trust to this person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can Hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*MARVELOUS~woohoo~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1260828517335996388?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1260828517335996388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=1260828517335996388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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kena first price...&lt;br /&gt;Wa ah siong xim...&lt;br /&gt;coz oh~&lt;br /&gt;neng kor anikuan beh chao liao...&lt;br /&gt;neng kor eh...wa eh sai lim teh liao...&lt;br /&gt;neng kor boi empty hope...haiyo...Mmm dai ah~&lt;br /&gt;an zuo ho...wa ai lui ma...siang mm mai lui..kalau lu mm mai lui lu ho wa la~..&lt;br /&gt;wa ai bui bucket seat..jit qing kor eh..tapi wa gam dio ah sayang kua dio wa eh lui bo liao..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ah "kap yan" oh~...&lt;br /&gt;an zua ho..&lt;br /&gt;Sell wa eh ka cheng meh..&lt;br /&gt;wa paiseh oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lui bo enuf eh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2465430242417307144?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2465430242417307144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=2465430242417307144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2465430242417307144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2465430242417307144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/09/wa-beh-hiao-kong-hokkien.html' title='wa beh hiao kong hokkien~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6202708287708730797</id><published>2008-09-08T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:32:26.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves..&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by JASMINE&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;~ "Oh~..ok.." that will be my reaction..&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be&lt;br /&gt;~ HAve every dream come true..&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick&lt;br /&gt;~ hmm..everyone of my frens~so they can kick mine~kakaka&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;~ Swim in it..&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;~ hmm..hard to say..but i wont..kaka...&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;~ Hmm..i think is horrifying for being love and loving someone..&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;~ I dunnoe..mayb i can wait up till 1000 yrs..but there's no one worth for me to wait dat long yet..kakaka&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;~ look for another one..&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;~ hmm..not yet..&lt;br /&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;~ empty pockets..&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;~ by using a mirror!? still a mist..never noe wat will happen..&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;~ hmm..everyone? i cant live on earth alone~!?&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;~ Like my aunty..wakakaka..JIU MU~!!&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;~ Single and rich ofcoz~!!!&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;~ Think of sleeping again..&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;~ Hmm..not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;~ I wont let myself fall in this kind of situations..&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;~ I'll forget wat u have done to me right after a min..&lt;br /&gt;19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;~ Ofcoz single~!!??&lt;br /&gt;20.List 5 people to tag&lt;br /&gt;~Vron&lt;br /&gt;~Suyoong&lt;br /&gt;~Happy&lt;br /&gt;~Jeck shern&lt;br /&gt;~Lui Lui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6202708287708730797?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6202708287708730797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6202708287708730797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6202708287708730797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6202708287708730797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/09/rule-1-people-who-have-been-tagged-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-4461281296918564120</id><published>2008-09-02T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T03:43:13.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first And the last~</title><content type='html'>Wah...Finally Hor Yan is back to M'sia~we spend alot of time with her going here and there..although she is sick..but WE WONT LEPAS her away~kakakakaka...bing khan always do that to her...kaka..I promise her to sent her off..but in the end..WAHAHAHAHA...Sorry ya...tak ada kereta...tak dapat pergi...plus..i'm afraid that you'll miss me like crazy if i went there...muahahaha...cant wait till the next time you come back to M'sia~bring some roti canai or naan for me ya next time~(dun la..sorry is the cure..i belanja you makan durian next time lo~)wahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha...today i skip class again..haiz..i promise myself not to skip classes anymore..coz u noe u pay to go for classes.."MONEY YOU NOE~!!!"&lt;br /&gt;kaka...I promise not to skip...i feel so sorry..but i have fun with my classmate, Alex, Zaim, Joe, Suyoong, Livon, and Zaki came after awhile~..&lt;br /&gt;kaka...we went to play dota, which i seldom play n not so addicted to it..kaka..me, Zaim n Joe were one team versus the rest of them..kaka..haha..this is the first time i played with Zaim n Joe and haha...We did a great team work..we won a few games and also lost a few cause alex and zaki both are good..kakaka....laughter around us...kaka...fun~but i will not skip classes again~kakakaka...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-4461281296918564120?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4461281296918564120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=4461281296918564120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4461281296918564120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hardly see becoz of the rain drops..&lt;br /&gt;the splashing sound when the tire running on the wet road..&lt;br /&gt;Drivers need more concentration on the road than usual..&lt;br /&gt;You cant drive like normal day, dive into the inner part of the corner and full throttle out..&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEeeeee~!!!!!BANG~!!!!gone..wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;this is why ppl tend to drive slow under the rain..haha..&lt;br /&gt;but with this kind of weather..&lt;br /&gt;It is the best time to drive fast~..&lt;br /&gt;u can hear the water spalshing sound..&lt;br /&gt;60% is under your control but the rest still depends on the road and the "rain"..&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know what will happen when u thinks that everything is under your control..&lt;br /&gt;But actually not...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Just like our real life...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;I love~ driving...FAST~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2287614126934613661</id><published>2008-08-27T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T02:31:30.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO HOOHOHOHOHOHOHO~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After all this years..your loyalty have proven you as a great follower..no matter rain or snow..you are always there with me to the path that i have to be there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sometime things are not that simple...you have to leave me now..but I know your loyal to me will never change after a century time..Your memory will not fade in my mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after this 2 years finally come sto an end..a station where we have to say goodbye to each other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A farewell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODBYE MY "P"~!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will have a farewell ceremony for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called it..TANGGAL "P" Ceremony~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOO HIOOOO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can Drive without P~!!!drive like no traffic lights~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239127148698209666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SLUeYjdDDYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ScpmiLInF7Y/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2287614126934613661?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/SLUeYjdDDYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ScpmiLInF7Y/s72-c/DSC00018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-7216346645627265629</id><published>2008-08-23T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:19:35.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>car for life.</title><content type='html'>I like to drive abit faster than others..but i don't like to race with others..&lt;br /&gt;I like to reach my destination fast..but i always not satisfy with it..because i want more..&lt;br /&gt;Others on the road like to tail me when im driving...&lt;br /&gt;is it because i drive like im provoking them to race wif me or i drive like a street racer..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna drive fast, im not here to race wif you..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna Drive FASTER THAN YOU~!!!THAT"S WHY U R BEHIND MY BABE~!!!kakakakakakaka~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-7216346645627265629?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7216346645627265629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=7216346645627265629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/7216346645627265629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/7216346645627265629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/car-for-life.html' title='car for life.'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-712981649977618884</id><published>2008-08-12T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:29:21.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Improvement lies within our limit..</title><content type='html'>busy busy busy...study business study...&lt;br /&gt;mana masa nak main?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya suka macam ini...&lt;br /&gt;Can throw my bad behavior away..&lt;br /&gt;Became discipline and motivated...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;Cari makan je..&lt;br /&gt;That day this customer drove one of my dream car here...&lt;br /&gt;WAO~!!!&lt;br /&gt;guess wat car is it?&lt;br /&gt;Is the LAmboghini mucielago..(dunnoe how to spell)&lt;br /&gt;is white color somemore..&lt;br /&gt;the most exciting part is...there's a ferrari there too..&lt;br /&gt;but then the ferrari was about to go..so the owner start the ferrari v8 engine and the lamboghini Rev at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;Vroooom~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;...WOO FOOO~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CAn u just imagine you are there standing beside 2 of this cars~!!!???&lt;br /&gt;Is like watching two Monster ROAR at the same time~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The aura of it...wao~!!!&lt;br /&gt;And this is the first time in my life get to sit in a lamboghini~&lt;br /&gt;Next time i sit in the lambo...it will be mine...kaka~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-712981649977618884?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/712981649977618884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=712981649977618884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/712981649977618884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/712981649977618884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/improvement-lies-within-our-limit.html' title='Improvement lies within our limit..'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-7159273015996032059</id><published>2008-08-05T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T04:10:56.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS REALLY TRUE~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I receive an e-mel from tommy that day..is about this horoscope thingy..And i found it VERY VERY VERY true...it tells the things that i can't express it out..but is in mandarin..So..kaka..sory to those who don't understand mandarin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;双子座终极完美分析 有很多的朋友，可是“看起来朋友很多，可是知心的没有几个”这句话很深刻的形容了双子。双子很能说话，他跟别人可以天南地北的聊，可以聊得很八卦，也会聊一些很严肃的话题。双子可以跟你聊很多东西，可是注意了，他都只是跟你聊一些不关自己的事。随便他跟你说些什么，可是跟自己有关的都只是些皮毛而已。比如，今天又有某个明星怎样怎样了；隔壁班有多少美女帅哥的。关于自己的事，他几乎是不说的，就算是说，也是说一些关于自己无关痛痒的事。当你想更进一步的了解双子，他会很自然的把话题给扯开。 对于自信的双子来说，他又同时很没有安全感，这是双子特有的矛盾。他喜欢把自己重重包围住，不让自己暴露。对于双子来说，如果在一个还不了解的人面前把自己暴露了，就等于让别人抓住了自己的把柄。这样就失去了一定的优势。当双子感到独孤悲伤时，只会一个人躲在房间里哭，或者一个人郁闷着。 双子也很怕被伤害，很多时候宁愿自己承受一切，也不愿别人抓住自己的把柄。所以久而久之也就养成了习惯。 双子基本上也是个很痛苦的人。表面上总是很有活力，很快乐的样子，可是没人的时候他又总是很忧伤。双子总会被一种莫名的悲伤笼罩。但他不会让别人发现的，他怕被伤害，也怕被别人抛弃，只能自己硬挺着一切。所以双子很神经质，精神脆弱，容易人格分裂，因为承受了太多的东西. 一般来说双子的孩子都很早熟。双子对很多的东西都在乎得要命，可是表面上就是看起来什么都不在乎。双子并不是故意要掩饰自己，上面说了，这只是一种习惯了，可是在外人看来他就成了虚伪的人。 双子是被公认的最花心、最冷酷无情的星座。其实对于双子的花心，真的不想再说些什么了。解释得太多，累了，也没耐心了。可是说起双子，就不得不提感情，双子这一生，似乎必须被感情牵伴，跟爱情纠缠一世。很多人说双子并不花心，只是博爱，所以才会有那么好的人缘。忘了在哪里看见了这样的一句话：双子最大的悲哀在于有两个人的思想，却只有一个人的身体，双子有爱自己所爱的人的权利，也有保护彼此所爱的人的义务，双子只剩下一个时，爱也就只剩下义务了。 我想用如来若去说的一句话给双子的花心做个总结：花心的极端就是痴心的可怕。该懂的人应该会懂的。至于冷酷无情真的不知道该从何说起。其实双子是最平和的星座，如果可以不发生冲突，都会尽量避免。双子也很少跟别人吵架，他讨厌吵架，如果是因为一些生活琐碎小事吵架，那么双子就在吵完的那一刻就把这件事给忘了； 要双子真的跟你翻脸，除非是你的所作所为或所说的话实在让双子不能忍受，这时他会很鄙视得看你一眼，然后头也不回地走掉，甚至会不给你留面子地离开。这时你一辈子也别想再和他和好了，就算有的双子碍于面子和你再成为朋友，但是他们已经对你鄙视到了极点，只不过维持着这一层不得不维持的“朋友”关系其实，很大一部分双子，对待感情是非常专一的，之所以给人留下花心的美名，是因为很少有人能够让略带童心的双子动真感情，不是双子铁石心肠，而是双子个性里面天生有一些忧郁，一些潜在的不自信，只是双子隐藏的深入，可是一旦让双子动了真感情，那么恭喜你了，双子的天真，率直，外加表达能力丰富，一定能让你获得很多快乐。 每个双子都有一个故事隐藏在心里，多数是不堪回首的往事，双子是个念旧或者说是喜欢沉浸在回忆中的星座，他（她）的这个故事通常都是因情所困，动了感情而被伤害了的双子是脆弱的，也是坚强的，他（她）可以很快的振作起来，可以当什么事都没有发生，这些都是双子演给世人看的罢了，等到夜深人静的时候，双子内心的伤痛随着血液渗透到全身，他（她）可以一整夜的去回忆之前的点点滴滴，可以一整夜的沉浸在痛苦之中，可以一整夜坐在那里发呆，但是，一旦天亮了，要出去见人了，双子马上就从痛苦中抽身而走，你看到的肯定是一个神采奕奕的双子，这就是双子，拥有双重性格的双子，一个在世人面前乐天，快乐，在孤独夜晚独自伤悲的双子。 双子的爱是最永恒的，可以付出一切，有人说我们花心，那时我们没有真正的爱，当双子爱上一个人的时候是痛苦的，因为我们太敏感。假如双子爱上了一个不爱自己的人，那莫我相信他永远都不会再爱了，当爱给过了一个人，他再也没有能力再付出了，其实太多的人都不懂我们，其实连我们自己都不懂自己，我们很会伪装，很会说谎，但我们最细腻，对感情最敏感，双子的爱与悲伤，谁又真的了解！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-7159273015996032059?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3489669829580130024</id><published>2008-08-03T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:02:29.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Name: Kelvin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sisters: nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Shoe size: 9 or 9.5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Height: 174&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Where do you live: pj&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Favourite drinks: Cham~!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Favourite breakfast: Eggs..roti bakar..kopitiam food la~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: yup..and i pee on the toilet bowl..kaka..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Swam in the ocean: nope..i don't wanna be like pinocuo..(how do u spell his name?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fallen asleep at school: erm..do half asleep consider?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Broken some one's heart: ya..if i can do somthing to make her feel better now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fell off your chair: eh?i can't remember..kaka&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for a call: yup..horrible moment..wasting my time if u do that on me now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is your room like: hmm...my room macam kitchen..ada saya tengah tidur kat sana..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What's right beside you: a few bottles of Camus, Martell, Hennesy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is the last thing you ate: home made wantan mee..salty..yack..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ever had chicken pox: ya wei...i still remember i had it in primary school..hualao..holidays somemore that time..aiks..or else i can skip class..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sore throat: nope..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stitches: nope..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Broken nose: nope..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: haha..i have no confident on my eyesight..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Like picnics: not in m'sia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Who was the last person you danced with: kaka...too many ppl that time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last made you smile: i forgot..smile..hmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You last yelled at: my workers..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today did you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Talk to someone you like: haven't meet the right one..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kissed anyone: nope..single~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Get sick: sick of myself..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Talk to an ex: nope..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Miss someone: YA~!! I was thinking about my grandma n grandpa this morning~!!so i pay them a visit..and i had durian there~kaka..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Eat: I'll die if i miss one meal..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Best feeling in the world: When i have lots of money..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: no eh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What's under your bed: dust~maybe other side of my missing sock..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Who do you really hate: Dumb ass..who never get what you mean..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What time is it now?: 11:45pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Random:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now: Nope..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you want children: YES~!!! but not now..hmm...wat if the behave like me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: acceptable..kind of artistic looking at it somtimes..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you smile often: I think i do..I am not cool with a black face..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Are your toe nails painted: no eh...i like natural..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: ANywher i can sleep la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m.: Working&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now: I AM NAKED~!!!but still wearing pants la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I can't wait till: No idea...lost now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When did you cry last: good question..let me think..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Are you a friendly person: i dont think so if u activate my madness button..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you have any pets: yup~My lovely koleh~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: Don't have anyone in my mind..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: like squirel in winter..nut-ting~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?: YES~I remember the first time when i was very young..i was watching cartoon~kaka...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What are you doing right now?: Doing stupid things..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?: Yes I do~when Im still a size of an window..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Can you handle the truth?: Yup..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Are you too forgiving?: It depends oh...everyone has their bottom line..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?: mum i think..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?: Laptop i think..kaka..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved?: my grandparents..my parents second..my fren..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you eat healthy?: i eat what ever that is nice..kaka..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?: hmm..i dun think i hav any..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: hmm...cant remember..i think got...gua~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: I cant find any yet..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Are you confident?: Kinda..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5 person I tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jeckshern&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jordan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fiona Wong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Veron&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3489669829580130024?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3489669829580130024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3489669829580130024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3489669829580130024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3489669829580130024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/name-kelvin-sisters-nope-shoe-size-9-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-1811712571820313204</id><published>2008-07-31T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T07:55:05.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boss wrk time &lt; workers?</title><content type='html'>employees..&lt;br /&gt;working day = 5 days a week or 6 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;working hour = 8 or maybe more cause O.T.&lt;br /&gt;work = based on what department.&lt;br /&gt;holiday leave = 1 week per yr, some firm offers that much or even less.&lt;br /&gt;                            for ladies they have pregnant leave or sumtin i dunnoe what u call that.&lt;br /&gt;salary = 1200 for fresh graduate or maybe less..maximum 5000 for a manager..&lt;br /&gt;                professional can get 10 000 above but not more than 50 000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss..&lt;br /&gt;working day = 7 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;working hour = 24 hours a day non stop.&lt;br /&gt;work = All&lt;br /&gt;holiday leave = hard to get. normally few yrs once.&lt;br /&gt;salary = company's profit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one is better?&lt;br /&gt;think properly dont judge by looking only the salary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1811712571820313204?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1811712571820313204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=1811712571820313204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1811712571820313204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of men and women claim that they don't understand each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I think they are anyhow still share the same needs and wants in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women need caring from Men..Same goes to the Men..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are sensitive, Men do have sense too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men always dream of having an understanding Women as their spouse/ partner...But do they know how to understand others before the other understand them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past we always said that Men and Women have different personality..But in the 21st century...everything have change...Men and Women...Sama sama la~..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you define a good men? and women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loyal?smart?rich?caring?understanding?love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they extinct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No they aren't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is just that different people seek for different needs in their love..&lt;br /&gt;But always met the wrong one..&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you are not the one he/she wants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, think of what can you give to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;then, only ask for what you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3027512189112022700?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3027512189112022700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3027512189112022700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3027512189112022700'/><link 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pierce thru innocent flesh in war..Running out of fuel supply..animal extinction..corruption of human behavior..&lt;br /&gt;Human are so selfish...I feel shame of being one of the human race..(although i'm half monkey look alike..)They will do anything just to own the POWER..WEALTH..don't even bother of what will happen to world and ppl in the future..&lt;br /&gt;In those third world country..Rich are getting rich..poor still poor..accept the fact of being poor..&lt;br /&gt;can you see the tears of the polar bears in north pole?&lt;br /&gt;the ice are melting..they have no place to stay and breed..in the end a several hundred were drown to dead..&lt;br /&gt;Politician..you don't have to promise us what can you provide or contribute to win our votes..all you have to do is shutup and do what you should do to develope the country's economic and a good security for our people in the country..meaningless action will only lead us to the bottom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how bad is the world now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-5156829462327239291?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5156829462327239291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=5156829462327239291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5156829462327239291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5156829462327239291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/anyone-will-still-appreciate-this-land.html' title='Anyone Will still appreciate this land we are standing on it?'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3942597905372569499</id><published>2008-07-16T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:24:46.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things are for us to dig out the meaning of it..</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy lately..busy bout things like coll and work..having a daily routine like sleep, college, go home, rest, work, after work homewrk, then sleep again...keep repeating the same routine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ofcoz sometimes i still went for some old-ppl sports..GOLF...haha...i noe some of you might think i " very the uncle"..haha..but you wont know how nice is it until u try it..haha..i started golf dis yr..i'm not very good in this yet..still in the learning stage..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think about it...i learn alot in sports...lets say basketball..my favourite sport..hehe...to score a basket first you have to be accurate in shooting..but you have to take the shot before the opponent blocks it..So we have to make a FAST and ACCURATE move before the opponent can get near to you and you have already put the ball in the basket...Ah Ching ( my car wash landlord..) remind me of this today..to be a good leader..We have to do things fast and accurate like how we play basketball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other things that i realise in basketball is, when ever we cut into center..most of the players will afraid of the tall guy standing under the basket..afraid of being block or something..basketball player shld know..but thanks to Mr. Chua..he ask me not to think that much..once u make a move, nvr try to stop half way..many things in our daily life..most becoz of human thinks alot..they worried too much and lead them into the dead end..surrounded by opponent's players..you can't make a shot..u can't pass the ball to your teammate..Same as driving..when we are entering a corner with high speed..we step on the brek before we enter..and accelerate out..if you still have fear and step on the brek..you'll end up spinning or maybe roll down from the hill...Once you make the first step, There wouldn't have any U-turn ahead..That's why we have to think before we take action..not when we are inside the car on the motor way only decide where to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realise something form golf too..normally ppl hit the golf balls..but the true meaning i to SWING the golf balls..we don't hit it..or wack..or whatever words you can think of..In life, we tried to do something in purpose..but sometimes things just don't go on your track..Maybe we can change our starting point of it..example like a kite..we set the kite so fly up to the sky...but we let the wind to support it in the air...BUT..we control the direction and the height of it..&lt;br /&gt;(hmm..a bit out of the topic in this para..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..you might think nonsense..you'll slowly understand what i mean when you face what i've experience...(I'm not saying that i have alot of experience..maybe something that you didn't realise in our daily life.)&lt;br /&gt;There's more i want to share with everyone of you~&lt;br /&gt;But i lazy to continue right now..NEXT TIME LAAAA~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3942597905372569499?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3942597905372569499/comments/default' title='Post 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WEILKMF~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SHItQXIQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAJI/aOcrTUdsVmY/s1600-h/15-03-08_2137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220284677185664610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SHItQXIQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAJI/aOcrTUdsVmY/s400/15-03-08_2137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;VERY random..i dunnoe wat to write..and i just wanna blog something..but i have no idea wat to blog...i have some save in draft..but i didnt publish it..coz i still wanna edit abit...and i dunnoe y im doin dis nonsense ere..recently ppl is kinda hard to understand my wrds..i dunnoe...mayb i m learning bangla and japanese and too much of english n chinese all mix up like roti canai...u c u c...and ben jins come out wif a new sentence and dat is....;cannot tell...is a combination of soup and mother...i dunnoe where he get this idea from but is kinda funny.....i added her...it was so long..and i mean very very long...long like da great wall in china..that we contact each other...i still remember wat happen back there...hahahahaha...still with a blue short pants...so funny wen i recall.....hmm....i dunnoe....kaka....hohohohohoho....kwkwkwkwwk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3073131737637795946?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3073131737637795946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3073131737637795946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3073131737637795946'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>WOO HOOO~!!!</title><content type='html'>NEW EXPERIENCE~!!!&lt;br /&gt;My parents open a car wash in esso petrol station at tmn tun...so i have to go there and look after so i can get xtra pocket money...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;And the most exciting part is~&lt;br /&gt;I get to drive lots of difren kinds of cars~!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today i jus drove a subaru legacy the latest version dat just drop from the cargo from KLANG PORT~WAO~!!!JAPAN SPECS LEH~&lt;br /&gt;And a Toyota Estima~the latest version and is  THE SAME AS DA subaru legacy...JApan imported...&lt;br /&gt;And ther's one customer with porche carrera came...&lt;br /&gt;WALAO EH~!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like sitting inside can satisfy me d...&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt get to drive it..sad~&lt;br /&gt;Although is not my car...&lt;br /&gt;but i feel kinda have some satisfaction to drove it..&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I'll get it in the future~&lt;br /&gt;And a better one~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6396554031184807036</id><published>2008-06-30T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:52:50.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My top 5 BABY~!!!</title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHA~!!!small boy have small toys~big boy, big toys~&lt;br /&gt;Normally guys like to dump money in things like camera~handphones~computer~CARS~ home theatre~watch~sunglasses~and so on...things that have no emotion...wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;Girls will never understand why we guys like to dump money on this "things" rather then giving out more time or money for them~&lt;br /&gt;WAKAKAKAKA~!!!IS A SECRET BETWEEN THE MEN~GIRLS~!!!Guys shld noe y~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i'll blog the top FIVE BABE that inspire me to get it in the future and is definitely...hmm..mayb there's one abit tough...&lt;br /&gt;OK~&lt;br /&gt;here comes Kelvin's Top 5 babe~&lt;br /&gt;First will be the dynamite rally machine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitsubishi Evo Lancer 6.5~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650355820729250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGjRWrTik6I/AAAAAAAAAII/jlW95s-HPU0/s320/stan4ps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kinda like the feature of evo 6.5 compare to the other evo..i can say i'm outdated or sumtin..I just love it so I wont care about what you say..different ppl have their own perception, so u can't force anyone to be like you..&lt;br /&gt;ok, lets talk about this evo 6.5..it is made because of tommi makinen dominating ten stand in the WRC [World Rally Championship]..They didnt do much on the performance, just replace the turbo into a better material type..i couldn't recall wat it is and i'm lazy to get the book and read bout it again..cut it short k??and there's also some mod on the exterior feature..the front bumper and the spoiler..and the interior does too..it comes with a pair of recaro tommi makkinen semi bucket seats, with oni red and black..this is not a very fast car compare to the others having in the market..but..I LIKE AH~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND The Babe coming up next~is~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650424992221346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGjRas_TyKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gtRjyz850IY/s320/nismo%2520z-tune%2520daikoku%2520futo%2520tokyo%2520%252814%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Skyline GTR R-34~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know why and when..I can feel that there's a skyline when there's one around me..and i mean the GTR specs not the GTT..is abit weird...like some kind of aura with it..and when ever it pass by me..is like a breathing beast that still looking for the right master to serve~I don't say i'm the one..but...i will get this car in future...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coming up next~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plz welcome the BULL~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAMBOGHINNI~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650395631710466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGjRY_nN8QI/AAAAAAAAAIY/eejYEGnqlE8/s320/lamborghini-gallardo-lp56041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I really like this car..the design of the feature..the engine...the handling...is just....The Perfection of an sports car..i specially when da low muffler sound...and ROarrr~like a Monster when high rev~WAO~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second car that is in my list...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it is not ferrari, nor either aston martin...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;is the SHELBY MUSTANG~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650408299783842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGjRZuzhZqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CFf5PHlek_M/s320/20060712-f15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The American's Muscle~..if they call lamboghinni a bull...then i'll call this a taurus...kaka...i dunnoe much about this car...I just fell in love with it bocz of the movie "Gone In 60 Second"This is wat i call it a men's car~and a classic wan..After all this post i bet u realise i like old cars..YEAH~i like classic cars...especially those calssic sports car..Mmm~with convertible~wao~it looks cooler then those ferrari, lambo, aston martin, wat else?But i have another one of my favourite..that i might hardly get it..but i will try...and is impossible to get &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it...And that is~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217653668526186770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGjUXgGEYRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zbdxihl-8uk/s320/kimi-raikkonen-scuderia-ferrari-brazil-f1-wallpaper-1600x1200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Ferrari F1 racing cart~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;WOOOOOOO~!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always wanna try to ride on it...but i guess i'll get it when i sleep...muakakaka...my fren told me this b4..when a person dreams about an incident...it will be totally difren from the reality...kaka...sooo~until now i have never dream bout driving in it b4~kakakakakakakaka....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway is is good to have dreams in our life...that color our lifes~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217993625296198866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGoJjlwIXNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BR9GJZfnWH4/s400/5_ferrari_fioranoa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always want to be there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6396554031184807036?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6396554031184807036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6396554031184807036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6396554031184807036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6396554031184807036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-top-5-baby.html' title='My top 5 BABY~!!!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGjRWrTik6I/AAAAAAAAAII/jlW95s-HPU0/s72-c/stan4ps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-4413240480295248609</id><published>2008-06-28T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:04:00.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do You think?</title><content type='html'>A word might hurt somebody when saying it out..&lt;br /&gt;So is better for ue to keep it, rather then speak...&lt;br /&gt;Some words it won't hurt ppl at first...&lt;br /&gt;But it will slowly tear our heart, pieces by pieces when the times come..&lt;br /&gt;Many ppl put themselve in hell-like situation because of three words...&lt;br /&gt;But this words can also make us feels like taking the first step on the moon..=p..&lt;br /&gt;What do you think??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-4413240480295248609?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4413240480295248609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=4413240480295248609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4413240480295248609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/4413240480295248609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do You think?'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2034340169687310176</id><published>2008-06-27T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:37:13.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where does happy comes from??</title><content type='html'>Hmm..why are we laughing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to express our emotion??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..can you laugh when u are sad??I mean like real laugh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we laugh it is bcoz is funny~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny = happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't even wanna smile when u are not happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does happy comes from??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North??South??East??West??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably can give me a scientific expaination to me..i don't mind listening and understand it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do we feel sad when we are not happy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzit bcoz of happy that is why sad exist??OR sad makes the word happy exist in the dictionary?&lt;br /&gt;For what i think..happy or sad both exist~without happy..u wouldn't know what is sad..same either if if there's no sad in this world..&lt;br /&gt;If you are unhappy with something happen in ur life..&lt;br /&gt;Think it this way alright..u shld be glad that u feel unhappy on what had happen to you..&lt;br /&gt;Because..without sad..u wouldn't know how happy u are before this...&lt;br /&gt;So u must be happy when u are sad...&lt;br /&gt;Because u know there's alots of things that bring joy to u...&lt;br /&gt;If u are happy~then u shld be happy..because there's nothing to be sad of~&lt;br /&gt;I believe that no one in this world will like to live in darkness...&lt;br /&gt;If your answer is yes, u like it...Go back to the farm and collect your bullshit..!!&lt;br /&gt;You are lying urself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2034340169687310176?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2034340169687310176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=2034340169687310176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2034340169687310176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2034340169687310176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-does-happy-comes-from.html' title='where does happy comes from??'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-5309622268520244846</id><published>2008-06-25T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:18:19.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hard Time for a GUY~</title><content type='html'>Is really a hard time for guys to get a present for girls~(Especially for the special one~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780072730370306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGIsV32noQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/riMaWzbMn0Y/s400/comic+script1.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcoz all the guys hope to give the best of the best to their special one..BUT~&lt;br /&gt;The present that are suitable for the word "BEST" is sooooo far expansive~&lt;br /&gt;That we guys can afford it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780067333930082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGIsVjwAfGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zqq2j4ViCEs/s400/comic+script.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can not be too cheap, or else they'll say you are heartless~&lt;br /&gt;Can not be too expansive, or else we guys have to feed ourself bread for one or two month..&lt;br /&gt;So whenever the day like anniversary, girlfriend birthday, christmas, valentine's day, or maybe their mom's birthday...You can see most of the guy will look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780087791187426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGIsWv9ZdeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YtqQOQ1jzvQ/s400/comic+script2.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is fair to us~&lt;br /&gt;This is why guys are more creative...creative as in D.I.Y the present..&lt;br /&gt;from a cheap product into a Magnificent, Ultra, SUper duper~, Beautiful~, product looks like an expansive one~&lt;br /&gt;This is why men are good in trading(cheating) and womens are good in accounting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780090432709602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGIsW5zL4-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/YP72S_B67IA/s400/comic+script3.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day arrive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780093488226242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGIsXFLrX8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/zRIGDl5q7XM/s400/comic+script4.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Juliet ofcause will get happy to see such a lovely present from her sweetheart..&lt;br /&gt;And the Romeo gets a Lucky kiss from her too..in return..&lt;br /&gt;This time guys will be proud of themselve cause his girl friend didnt notice about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215780456073786754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGIssL6z9YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RVjt0SomDeg/s400/comic+script5.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS I said just now~&lt;br /&gt;God is fare to us..&lt;br /&gt;Men can be creative...&lt;br /&gt;But Womens magnifying skill are far better than men~&lt;br /&gt;So don't ever think womens are dumb although they are blonde..&lt;br /&gt;but they might not natural blonde~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGItORYY4gI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SBu7gG54KqI/s1600-h/comic+script6.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215781041655570946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SGItORYY4gI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SBu7gG54KqI/s400/comic+script6.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lesson is~&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever try to cheat on girls..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is better to tell the truth~&lt;br /&gt;Especially you have a date with another girl..or girlS~&lt;br /&gt;Their 6 sense is ultra super high dynamic accurate~&lt;br /&gt;Or else you think you are smart, but actually stupid~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOOLING WITH GIRLS ARE PLAYING WITH FIRE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-5309622268520244846?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5309622268520244846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=5309622268520244846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/5309622268520244846'/><link 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type='text'>My baby~~~</title><content type='html'>24th of June, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd week without him..&lt;br /&gt;I felt so lonely when ever I saw the empty space where he use to be there..&lt;br /&gt;I can still recall his voice..and the smell of his..&lt;br /&gt;when ever the wind blow~&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me, both of us went up to the hill together..&lt;br /&gt;I hold him tight..not letting him go for second..&lt;br /&gt;When ever I saw someone similar to u on the street..&lt;br /&gt;I think of you...&lt;br /&gt;when are u coming back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS MY SATRIA~!!!*SNIFF*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-1740097332333077852</id><published>2008-06-21T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T12:56:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I have~</title><content type='html'>I'm not from a rich family..&lt;br /&gt;But not that poor...&lt;br /&gt;Not a very luxury lifestyle I'm living in..&lt;br /&gt;But not a bad one too~&lt;br /&gt;I have pocket money from my mom able to afford my daily expanses..&lt;br /&gt;I have a car that given by my bro..&lt;br /&gt;Not an expansive car..&lt;br /&gt;But still have an engine and 4 wheels to make it run..&lt;br /&gt;I have a place to stay that provided by my parents, after all this yrs of their hard working..&lt;br /&gt;But not a big one..&lt;br /&gt;I have a alot of friends~&lt;br /&gt;They are really good friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;Anyone of them I mention is really important to me in my life..&lt;br /&gt;They thought me lots of things...&lt;br /&gt;Without them..&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing in this world..&lt;br /&gt;You guys are special to me..&lt;br /&gt;And this is why I'm still standing here..&lt;br /&gt;I want to bring happiness to everyone of u around me..&lt;br /&gt;I will do what ever I can to see u guys laugh and smile...&lt;br /&gt;I do this because...&lt;br /&gt;You, are more than just a noun to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1740097332333077852?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1740097332333077852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-1035845811998222931</id><published>2008-06-20T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T08:23:32.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teenage life huh~??</title><content type='html'>hmm...i race wif car~race with bicycle~race with human~&lt;br /&gt;Today i race with a new opponent~&lt;br /&gt;he is~&lt;br /&gt;the Mr. TIME~&lt;br /&gt;I hav lots of work to do today..&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rushing and rushing to finish it today..&lt;br /&gt;actually i felt like staying there a little while longer until i finish everything..&lt;br /&gt;But comes to think about it..&lt;br /&gt;OT got no money want wor..plus~my mom is coming to fetch me and my friend Jun Shoong is going back with me..&lt;br /&gt;So in the end i couldn't finish my work..although left alittle bit but take 30 mins to finish..&lt;br /&gt;So i have no choice but to left it tangling~&lt;br /&gt;Then i went down stairs and look for the OM(Operating Manager), to sign the attendance for me..&lt;br /&gt;Then i have a short talk with him about the working stuff..&lt;br /&gt;He recommended me something ler...&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;After he sign my attendance..&lt;br /&gt;He ask me:"So..where do u go on this weekend?"&lt;br /&gt;So i was like:"huh?"&lt;br /&gt;He said:"don't u go for some fishing or other things?"&lt;br /&gt;I was like:"no~?(Where can i find a pond or a clean river for me here?Plus wif fish somemore.)"&lt;br /&gt;Long story short talk k~&lt;br /&gt;Then at the end he ask me not to waste my teenage time~try to go out for some "DATING~"&lt;br /&gt;Or else will be like him now~(he is around 40 to 50 yrs old d)&lt;br /&gt;So we were laughing there..&lt;br /&gt;while i was walking out there..i think of wat he told me juz now...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..my teenage life...&lt;br /&gt;I'M 19!!! THIS YEAR~!!!NEXT YEAR GONNA BE 20~!!!I REALLY HAVE TO SPEND MY TIME GAO GAO~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I DON't WANNA MISS MY '1"~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Or else i have to wait 81 yrs to get back the one infront~!!!&lt;br /&gt;haiz~!!!&lt;br /&gt;but where can i go?&lt;br /&gt;recommend me some place plz~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1035845811998222931?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1035845811998222931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=1035845811998222931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1035845811998222931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1035845811998222931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/teenage-life-huh.html' title='teenage life huh~??'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-8359595004854421897</id><published>2008-06-19T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T04:20:04.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Noe Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFpAkYOa3XI/AAAAAAAAAEU/59wfRP6kX5k/s1600-h/untitled1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213550512357170546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFpAkYOa3XI/AAAAAAAAAEU/59wfRP6kX5k/s200/untitled1.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While I was working today~&lt;br /&gt;i drew to drawings of myself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFpASHKOowI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eEjYvYLNvYw/s1600-h/20080619164447171.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213550198538543874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFpASHKOowI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eEjYvYLNvYw/s200/20080619164447171.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY THE RANDOM LEH~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-8359595004854421897?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8359595004854421897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=8359595004854421897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/8359595004854421897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/8359595004854421897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-noe-y.html' title='I Don&apos;t Noe Y.'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFpAkYOa3XI/AAAAAAAAAEU/59wfRP6kX5k/s72-c/untitled1.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3145583668434474844</id><published>2008-06-16T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:42:07.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The SECRET OF GEMINI~</title><content type='html'>During work today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenlly..i felt something calling me inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is.is the voice of another me~!! WOOO~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is the Twins calling~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i quickly take my phone and take down the true sight of GEMINI~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some ppl say~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gemini hav 2 face, 2 personality~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But luckily not double gender..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today..we are going to find out the mistery of the 2 face~2 personality~but not double &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;genders~GEMINI~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes u see ur fren like very decent..n handsome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212459056806874210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZf5Tc9zGI/AAAAAAAAACM/LOlPaEgUvKg/s200/14-06-08_1744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                  Just an example k~Don't take so serious about the handsome i mention juz now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you see them like this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212460846701311282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZhhfVDdTI/AAAAAAAAACU/WniUzQksPCs/s200/16-06-08_1500.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                               This is how they look like when they are bored~Think what ever the can to kill their boringness~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think of what ever stuff to do..for example like this one~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212462648613665810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZjKX-b_BI/AAAAAAAAACc/OSGhM6Hn-ew/s200/16-06-08_1502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or even this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212464387703191954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZkvmlsOZI/AAAAAAAAACk/oZYDI3unmz8/s200/11-04-08_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or try to disturb others while taking picture~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212489593630061282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZ7qx-9cuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6YGSfMTq3zo/s200/IMG_0311a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see the other side of them~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They can be serious in someway.. but not so serious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212466129476243410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZmU_Mvz9I/AAAAAAAAACs/_AonL0MU3Zs/s200/16-06-08_1503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This picture is taken when he is working...VERY SERIOUS~look at his face u noe how serious is he during working hour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496733716388242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="40" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFaCKY4MmZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1GkdAx80Z8o/s200/09-05-08_1317.jpg" width="2" border="0" /&gt;But when the boss is not around~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501951426914882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFaG6GXU6kI/AAAAAAAAADE/rYogjzHWZow/s200/09-05-08_1728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He is actually playing games like supermario..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how the he enjoy his life~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLAY AND WORK IN THE SAME TIME~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212503185671914114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFaIB8SRAoI/AAAAAAAAADM/L4X_cOS2lLk/s200/16-06-08_1457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3145583668434474844?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3145583668434474844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3145583668434474844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3145583668434474844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3145583668434474844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/secret-of-gemini.html' title='The SECRET OF GEMINI~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZf5Tc9zGI/AAAAAAAAACM/LOlPaEgUvKg/s72-c/14-06-08_1744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-1057546869567732714</id><published>2008-06-14T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:48:30.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONKEY LESSON~!!!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things are good for you to forget about it..&lt;br /&gt;No point for u to remember sad stuff...and is already a past tense..&lt;br /&gt;Look forward~!!!&lt;br /&gt;ofcoz sometimes u hav to look at the back mirror to confirm that you won't let the history repeat..&lt;br /&gt;So~Why are you standing ere?&lt;br /&gt;switch to 1st gear and step on the gas and VROoooMmmm~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1057546869567732714?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1057546869567732714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=1057546869567732714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1057546869567732714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1057546869567732714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/monkey-lesson.html' title='MONKEY LESSON~!!!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-1451248543989078492</id><published>2008-06-13T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T04:28:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How many stars are there??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZMMCflPOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/n1LzqLISsUA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212437388439403746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZMMCflPOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/n1LzqLISsUA/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw her~!!!&lt;br /&gt;She's the one...~!!!&lt;br /&gt;But too bad she's leaving soon..!!!&lt;br /&gt;All i can do is to see her back disappear in a corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will i do???&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand here...&lt;br /&gt;Like i always do...&lt;br /&gt;Alone with koleh~&lt;br /&gt;counting the star on top of the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting...1..2...3...4...5...&lt;br /&gt;Will i miss you??&lt;br /&gt;continue counting...10...11....12....13...14...15....&lt;br /&gt;Will i remember ur smile??&lt;br /&gt;20...21...22....23....24....25....&lt;br /&gt;Your taste??&lt;br /&gt;100....101...102....103....104....&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long i will standing ere, counting....&lt;br /&gt;But when I finish counting all the stars on the sky....&lt;br /&gt;That will be the day,&lt;br /&gt;that i forget about your smile...&lt;br /&gt;And your feeling....&lt;br /&gt;(Still counting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-1451248543989078492?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1451248543989078492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=1451248543989078492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1451248543989078492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/1451248543989078492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-many-stars-are-there.html' title='How many stars are there??'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SFZMMCflPOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/n1LzqLISsUA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-810347122952562684</id><published>2008-06-11T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:28:11.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill la~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever things happen to us, everyone worried about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But sometimes is useless freting bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; we are not the one who decide what's going to happen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All we can do is to hinder things happen, or happen again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO WHY WORRY~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHILL LA~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY GOES LUCKY~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-810347122952562684?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/810347122952562684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=810347122952562684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/810347122952562684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/810347122952562684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/chill-la.html' title='Chill la~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-140393945623004274</id><published>2008-06-09T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T04:48:45.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice in wonder land~~~</title><content type='html'>Nice weather huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing outside my working place waiting for my friend to accompany me for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i was there early, so i have to wait for him to finish his work.&lt;br /&gt;While standing under the hot sun~(it wasn't hot for me but others might think is hot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was day dreaming all the while.&lt;br /&gt;Until i saw a bunch of ppl (workers) walking out from the building. Just like a millions of ants coming out from their nest.&lt;br /&gt;They were laughing, chatting to each other while heading to the restaurant, they seems like enjoying their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there's a few question appear in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Asking :” Do I want to be them?”&lt;br /&gt;"Always doing the same thing over n over again? Getting constant pay every first or last day of the month?&lt;br /&gt;Wake up early and head to work and work and work until lunch time, chill for awhile then continue working until 6? Or maybe 7, 8, 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;Having a simple life, FLAT~!!! Like KLIA... (Maybe somebody will rather have this kind of life style, low-risk type)"&lt;br /&gt;Then the second question. (I know there's a lot of question in one question. But I consider that as one k.)&lt;br /&gt;"Do they have their dream in their life?&lt;br /&gt;Have they abandon their dream in a dark corner of their mind? Or the dream evolve(THX HOR YAN~) into a bird-like creature n fly away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe there is too many burdens that some ppl have to carry and most of them have no choice but to put down&lt;br /&gt;"THE DREAM" and continue moving forward without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think there's always another option in our life other then A,B,C,D. There might be D, E, F and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Since we have choices, why do we have to sacrifice something we really dream of everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a magazine that day, there's an article talking about Brad Pitt. He said:&lt;br /&gt;"As an actor is just my career,&lt;br /&gt;Architect is my real interest."&lt;br /&gt;And continue there it says that brad pitt will build a luxury hotel or something i can't remember check out yourself if you are interested to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl might say:&lt;br /&gt;"Aiya~ofcoz la..He rich ma..ofcoz can do what ever he dream about lah~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever ask why he can and why can't we??&lt;br /&gt;Is not something that is impossible? He did it. Is possible~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, is complicated if you read like that, so I'll let Mr. Fei Kei and Mr. A-Lo-pane take it from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei Kei:"Aiya~You think so easy meh~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Lo-pane:"But have you try?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei Kei:"Try oredi la..is impossible for me la~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Lo-pane:"how many times have you tried then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fei Kei:"erm~..ALOT LA~!! I try since im inside my mom's stomach ah~U..u...don ask so much la..!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Lo-pane:"..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a men ask Thomas Edison:" You have fail almost a thousand times to make a light bulb, why not you give up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reply:" No, I didn’t fail. I found a thousand way that fail to make a light bulb."&lt;br /&gt;And at last we have those red, yellow, blue lights in the club~WOO HOO~!!!]&lt;br /&gt;And you can even see your gf/bf at night, so you won't bring a pork chop home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY~!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of typing edi.&lt;br /&gt;So my conclusion is.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BE LIKE BRAD PITT~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOO HOOO~!!!! TURN THE LIGHTS OFF~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAO~!!! I AM BRAD PITT…IN THE DARK~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-140393945623004274?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/140393945623004274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=140393945623004274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/140393945623004274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/140393945623004274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/alice-in-wonder-land.html' title='Alice in wonder land~~~'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-3501197239551319160</id><published>2008-06-08T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:44:57.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes..</title><content type='html'>Sometime i feel like talking to someone..&lt;br /&gt;  Throw everything out to her/him..&lt;br /&gt;      But that person isn't here yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i feel like eat all the delicious food..&lt;br /&gt;  Try everything that is in my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;      But there's always a budget for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i feel like shopping..&lt;br /&gt;  Take everything home with me..&lt;br /&gt;      But my pocket ain't deep like others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i feel lonely..&lt;br /&gt;  Think of giving out my love to some girl..&lt;br /&gt;      But there's too many issues to be concern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i feel like do what ever thing i want..&lt;br /&gt;  Then i can have what ever i want..&lt;br /&gt;      But i'm not the only one who live on earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i want a wish from genie..&lt;br /&gt;  Therefore, i can ask for more wishes from him..&lt;br /&gt;      But that will only happen when im sleeping..Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ppl think too much..&lt;br /&gt;  Think what ever things that they can think of..&lt;br /&gt;       But without the passion to making things happen..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking is  equals to zero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-3501197239551319160?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3501197239551319160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=3501197239551319160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3501197239551319160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/3501197239551319160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes..'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-6096474306820812010</id><published>2008-06-07T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T04:44:49.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHhh Nooo~!!!</title><content type='html'>WHAT A NIGHTMARE FOR STREET RACER~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No HID..how am I gonna see in dark place!! And cars don't look cool without that~&lt;br /&gt;(but is for the safety on the road. They have no choice have to bend it from installing in our vehicles. Poor car~don't have beautiful eyes anymore.)&lt;br /&gt;[I still can use halogen lights]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Roaring sound frm the exhaust..&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing that make the car hot~!!!(except for those over size exhaust from those proton's car [except those with mivec in it..keke])&lt;br /&gt;But~is a good thing anyway..so ppl won't get frustrate by those noisy, low, hard sound that they hate it so much~develop quite environment..Mmm~&lt;br /&gt;[My car doesn't need an over size muffler~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~my car is already half illegal (from the inside, looks normal outside)..soo...&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ON IT~!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes rules are made to be follow..BUT~rules are dead..who cares about it..this is THE RACING SPIRIT~!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The only thing is the pertol price~&gt;.&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-6096474306820812010?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6096474306820812010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=6096474306820812010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6096474306820812010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/6096474306820812010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/ohhhh-nooo.html' title='OHHhh Nooo~!!!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-393580515953493022</id><published>2008-06-02T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T05:04:33.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy but free~!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Monday~&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Friday = working days~&lt;br /&gt;ME + working days= boring~&lt;br /&gt;boring / working hrs (8 hrs) = Doing nothing~&lt;br /&gt;"nutting" = day dreaming inside da office~&lt;br /&gt;day dreaming - computer = play games~&lt;br /&gt;play games x millions = boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me + working days = play games x millions~&lt;br /&gt;So~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(day dreaming - computer )&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------- = FUN~!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Me + working days) + (play games x millions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN x millions = boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Friday = working days = play games x millions = Me + working days =FUN x millions = &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'M BORED OF PLAYING GAMES IN THE OFFICE~!!! GIMME SOME WORK TO DO~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-393580515953493022?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/393580515953493022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=393580515953493022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/393580515953493022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/393580515953493022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-but-free.html' title='busy but free~!!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987792047373575541.post-2367772563945711215</id><published>2008-06-01T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T09:25:38.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SEKsdUCxToI/AAAAAAAAABk/AX56EdfJJI0/s1600-h/DSC00029a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206913738790227586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SEKsdUCxToI/AAAAAAAAABk/AX56EdfJJI0/s200/DSC00029a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAO~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st publish blog~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been secretly blogging during all this yrs~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now i decided to hav a blog that i can share all my good things wif all my frens~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wakakakakaka~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I know dat I dun look like a person dat will do blogging, so don't get shock bout it~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENJOY~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4987792047373575541-2367772563945711215?l=4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2367772563945711215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4987792047373575541&amp;postID=2367772563945711215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2367772563945711215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987792047373575541/posts/default/2367772563945711215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4eyesmonkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/woohoo.html' title='woohoo~!!!'/><author><name>Kelvin yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14513312297668663254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_InqysZocDko/Sf6w1Xq1FyI/AAAAAAAAAUg/agXDOprG38w/S220/DSC00650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_InqysZocDko/SEKsdUCxToI/AAAAAAAAABk/AX56EdfJJI0/s72-c/DSC00029a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
