<?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-18321113</id><updated>2011-09-06T08:36:46.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy Boi's Grim Adventure</title><subtitle type='html'>神经不正常的时刻
My Thoughts, Feelings and Experiences...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4788004159373414068</id><published>2010-07-05T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T03:04:23.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being rich changes you?</title><content type='html'>Things have been happening around me. People have been changing. For the better and of course for the worse. hhmmm. I noticed something though. When we are rich or suddenly turned rich, will we spend like nobody's business ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always have wants in love. Something that we always wanted but due to some circumstances ( money being the top problem), we would not be able to enjoy or have such wants. However, when we suddenly become rich or slowly building out wealth, of course we will get all these wants. Satisfy all our wants. But is it worthy? I always wonder. The temptation of having these wants is strong, but when you clear your mind and think about it, you will have second thoughts, or at least I will have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people tend to spend on materiality stuff when they have money. Mostly branded stuff. It can't be denied that such branded stuff are more durable and of higher quality. But do they even care? All they just do is buy buy buy. Even if they give excuses such as higher quality and more durable that it might last you for 10 years or so, next thing you know, they will be buying another one the following month. Or perhaps they say such things make them look better -.-" What the hell ?! you sure about it ? hhmmm... If you have confidence, even the clothing from the night market will make you look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, sometimes we might be carried away, but we need to think and consider whether it is worthy to spend such money on these wants. To me, clothes are just something I wear to protect me from danger and to keep me warmth and to ease my daily activities. Wearing something comfortable is my main priority. Not the brand, not the price, not the trend. As long as I feel comfortable wearing it and it does not create a 'public scene', then I am fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, why do we need so many jewelry?! I do not understand, we only have one neck, two hands, two ears and ten fingers! Is it necessary?! What about gadgets ?! hhmmm.. technology is changing so fast nowadays, you cant always chase after technology. Being contented with what you have is what important. It works doesn't it !? It was your top choice when you bought it right?! So deal with it. I always wanted to have an iPhone to play games and play music. and those fancy apps. Come to think of it, my phone is working fine, so I might just get the iPod Touch. hhmmm. A gaming and music device to keep me occupied. And of course about my lappy which might die on me anytime, lots of cracks here and there and the screen is shaking vigorously. My initial idea was to get a new lappy. But now I've got a free netbook, I would guess I just get a desktop which is cheaper and better in performance. As for travelling,I shall take the netbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, CAR! why do people need so many cars !? or keep changing cars ?! not like it is an investment! I see some people change car because a newer version or a better car is out! WTF!? A car is just a car. it is a form of transportation that brings you from one place to the next destination. As long as the car is safe ( able to protect me and my loved ones) and functions well, I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I really do not have any materiality thing that I want now. I have enough clothes for all occasions. I have a phone, a netbook and a lappy. I have a car to travel with. I guess if I am rich one day, I would spend my money on books, food and travelling. Because these are the things I love and it will bring happiness and expand my knowledge and experience. And of course helping others in need. I have soft spots for these...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4788004159373414068?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4788004159373414068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4788004159373414068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4788004159373414068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4788004159373414068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/07/being-rich-changes-you.html' title='Being rich changes you?'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1514156044925894930</id><published>2010-07-02T08:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T08:25:38.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do what you like, Like what you do...</title><content type='html'>Does this theory applicable ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually wondering what I am doing right now is what I want to do for the next few decades of my life. Basically accounting and finance is not what interest me most. Well, I have interest in it, but it is not my top choice. So why do I even pick this subject/field as my profession? hhmmm.. I do not know actually. Because I am capable and I likey challenges? or the path is exciting and tormenting XD. Or perhaps the salary + bonus is rewarding. Whatever it is, I've chosen this path, I've finished my degree in this subject/field. I have to likey it in order to perform and excel. I have to believe in myself that I am capable of doing it no matter what the consequences are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my top interest now I guess would be human behavior. I likey to study and analyze about the human behavior. How people interact, behave or carry themselves. It is very interesting and fascinating to study the various forms of human behavior. That is why I enjoyed very much doing my bachelor degree's dissertation on this subject matter. Weird it is, I did an Accounting and Finance Bachelor Degree with a dissertation on Human Behavior in the workplace. But that is me. The combination of my interests. So, should I switch my profession to this ? hhmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1514156044925894930?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1514156044925894930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1514156044925894930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1514156044925894930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1514156044925894930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-what-you-like-like-what-you-do.html' title='Do what you like, Like what you do...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7199535404620606065</id><published>2010-06-30T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:34:26.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look more mature now...</title><content type='html'>Today, I had lunchie with some old friends of mine. Great time we spent together. Known one another for 3 years or so I guess. Time flies. Over the years, they had seen me grow. lol. Today, they said that I have grown more mature. Look more mature. Haha. I like this comment. I guess once you reach a certain age or stage of life and experience, your face grows with you as well. I always wish to be mature and look mature. But what do I really want now ? hhmmm. i don't know. I feel lost. I guess I have to trust my instincts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7199535404620606065?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7199535404620606065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7199535404620606065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7199535404620606065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7199535404620606065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/06/look-more-mature-now.html' title='Look more mature now...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-6569040170425335020</id><published>2010-06-28T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:21:14.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 feelings that I hate..</title><content type='html'>I hate the feeling of NOT HAVING MONEY! The feeling of it its just so darn unpleasant and horrifying! To a guy, Money is power, safety, responsibility. Money limits our needs, wants, social life, freedom etc. Without money, a guy will feel very insecure about things. Even if it is just holding it and knowing that he has the money is just enough. He do not need to use it or anything. But as long as he knows he has a sum of money somewhere and when there is a need, he could fulfill that need with that amount of money, then he would be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing is that I hate the feeling of being HELPLESS and POWERLESS when it comes to loved ones being in trouble. Loved ones include family, close friends, partners etc. Someone you truly care about. If they are in troubled or they are feeling depressed/sad or perhaps dying, all you can do is just stand there and watch it happen. Being helpless and powerless in the situation. Doesn't it hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I watched my hamster die in front of my eyes. His pulse is getting weaker by the second and his breathing is more intense. I know he is gonna leave me soon. I know that he is suffering. I want him back! I couldn't do it. I just held him in my palms and started praying and talking to him. Yup! I TALKED with him, my HAMSTER! I told him ' I'm sorry and I love you. Thanks for being my pet hamster. I really appreciate the time we spent together. I wish you all the best. You can go now with pride. Don't suffer anymore, just go on. Don't be afraid. It's alright. Rest in peace.' and I actually kissed him! lol... and few minutes after that, he passed away. hhmmm.. It hurts me though to watch him die in my hands with the thought that I could not do anything to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or once, I have this close friend of mine staying in another country. News broke out that his loved one had incurable disease. 4th Stage if I am not mistaken. And he is far away from his loved one. I can sense his sadness, his pain. I can feel it myself. Looking at him like that, it just hurt me because AGAIN I am powerless and helpless in the situation! All I can do is just tell him to take care and all. But that is not someone in the situation needed I guess. I wish I could just go there and give him a hug or perhaps lend him a shoulder to cry on, the least I could do. However, he is a lot more tougher than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this close friend who is feeling lost and depressed. I don't know what is going on. I just couldn't help! I HATE IT! I HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO MAKE PEOPLE HAPPY! ESPECIALLY LOVED ONES! THOSE THAT I CARE ABOUT! Now I am getting Emo about it! ARGH! &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-6569040170425335020?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/6569040170425335020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=6569040170425335020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6569040170425335020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6569040170425335020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-feelings-that-i-hate.html' title='2 feelings that I hate..'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-672540924251056145</id><published>2010-06-25T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T02:44:29.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Willfulness</title><content type='html'>I realised that when it comes to certain group of people, I have this attitude that I find it irritating myself. Of course, lots of people also find it irritating too. It has caused me to lose a fair amount of friends. Last time, I used to think, it's alright, if they can't accept me for who I am, so be it. But now when I look at it. It is not like that anymore. I need friends. More friends than I actually think I need. Moreover, this attitude is just getting out of hand. I am trying very hard now to fix my willfulness. It has been a pain in the ass and people are getting sick and annoyed by it. Yup, it's about time to fix my willfulness :) Help me please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-672540924251056145?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/672540924251056145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=672540924251056145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/672540924251056145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/672540924251056145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-willfulness.html' title='My Willfulness'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1943526575788035537</id><published>2010-06-24T03:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:51:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echoes of the Rainbow 岁月神偷</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching Echoes of the Rainbow. Been dying to watch it but due to assignment, exam and time constraint, I didn't watch it in the cinema. What a magnificent movie with a bunch of talented actors and actress + nice song. I feel so closed to the movie because the character's name is Desmond too. Furthermore, I see myself in the kid(Desmond's younger brother).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before watching the movie, I already prepared myself that I will boohoo. Yup, I did boohoo. It is very touching. I always thought and feel that a kid's cry is annoying till I watch this movie. The kid had three memorable cry scene in the movie. The first time when he cried, my heart went all soft. I pity the kid. He just wanted something. I understand that feeling because when I want something so badly and I couldn't have it, I can feel my heart ache. I guess this is my personality, I do not accept 'No' for an answer. I dislike the feel of being turned down or could not get something I want so badly. The feeling of defeat is just unbearable. But as years gone by, I am still learning how to take things easy and understand the fact that not everything goes our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time the kid cried is when there was a storm that ruined his house. They were leaving in this house that was made of wood and metals that were unstable. Strong wind could just blew away the whole house. Indeed, the the storm ruined part of the house. His parents was holding on to the roof to avoid it being blown away. Hanging on to their dear lives and only house. This shows how poor and unfortunate they are. My heart sank when the kid cried holding on to his mother's leg while shouting for help. He was like ' Mom... Dad... Help me...' I bet when we are young, when we are sad, lonely and helpless, we would always cry out for our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last memorable cry scene was that he had this 6th sense about his brother. He ran back home from school and found out that the house was not opened. He cried out loud because he knew something was wrong. Indeed, his brother passed away. The bond between him and his brother was so strong that he could feel his brother. His grandmother told him that if he want to see his loved ones again, he would have to throw all his precious things into the sea. Which he did just to see his brother again. This shows that he loves his brother because he would sacrifice the most precious things to him just to see his brother again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part of the movie that caught my attention was how materialistic the nurses were. They would asked for tips to perform their jobs such as fetching the water or drawing blood from the patient. How could people be so materialistic ?! On the other hand, the parents showed that money is not everything compared to his dear son's life. The father actually pawned his watch and wedding ring in order to get blood transfusion to his son. The scene was so touching when the mother saw the finger that previously held the wedding ring was gone. She understands and hold on to the father's hand. 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type='text'>白羊的心理</title><content type='html'>喜欢冒险的白羊座人说："我是"。  　　&lt;br /&gt;表达爱情的方式：直言不讳。  　　&lt;br /&gt;是一个：感情起伏较快的人。  　　&lt;br /&gt;渴望：文静的生活伴侣。  　　&lt;br /&gt;受骗：当有新的追求时。  　　&lt;br /&gt;喜欢：户外和蓝天。  　　&lt;br /&gt;害怕：不被人注意。  　　&lt;br /&gt;追求：冒险的机会。  　　&lt;br /&gt;弱点：不能忍受批评。爱面子  　　&lt;br /&gt;有利条件：毅力。  　　&lt;br /&gt;不利条件：好斗心理。  　　&lt;br /&gt;假期生活：致力于个人的小计划或体育活动。购买最新的机械、电器产品或用于体育活动的东西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自信起来全世界好象都属于自己，自卑起来仿佛自己是世界的弃儿 　　&lt;br /&gt;乐观起来一切都是美好的，悲观起来一切都是灰暗的 　　&lt;br /&gt;话多起来停都停不下来，沉默起来谁都不想理 　　&lt;br /&gt;热情起来仿佛遇到救命恩人，冷漠起来眼皮都懒得抬 　　&lt;br /&gt;理智起来象只冷血动物，深沉起来可以媲美哲学家 　　&lt;br /&gt;爱得狂热起来连呼吸都忘了，冷淡起来对方的存在都可以忽略不计 　　&lt;br /&gt;疯起来可以把天捣塌下来，安静起来可以消失在空气中 　　&lt;br /&gt;粗心起来鞋子都可以穿反，细心起来可以把别人感动到流鼻涕眼泪 　　&lt;br /&gt;坚强起来走在刀尖上都不会哭，脆弱起来连个决定都要问别人 　　&lt;br /&gt;无私起来心都想掏出来给人家，自私起来可以脱离群体 　　&lt;br /&gt;上进起来恨不得称霸地球，堕落起来连星期几都记不得&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1175657404457937500</id><published>2010-06-21T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:02:30.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I look young... advantage.. definitely..</title><content type='html'>A lot of people had mentioned that I look young. Yup, I admit. I am young and I have lil bit of baby face! Thus, I look young :P The thing is that, I am short as well. So, the combination gives other people the sense of incapable of handling things. But, I assure you that I am capable of things I do not even know I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sees this as an disadvantage, but I would like to see it as an added advantage. Honestly speaking, I look the same since I was in primary school. I still look the same now. Young, witty, naughty and playful XD I will look almost the same 10 years from now. when I am in my 30s. or perhaps I will look like I am in my late 20s when my actual age is in the 40s! How awesome is that!? No botox!! cool! and sometimes I could still give the 'puppy eyes'... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I m going for an interview this Friday. I do not want to show that I am too young/incapable of the job. I need to dress up more maturely. hhmmm.. Good Luck to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1175657404457937500?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1175657404457937500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1175657404457937500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1175657404457937500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1175657404457937500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-look-young-advantage-definitely.html' title='I look young... advantage.. definitely..'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7790542499701719259</id><published>2010-06-20T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:54:17.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of choosing new journey...</title><content type='html'>I've finished my bachelor degree. 4 years just passed like that. In a blink of eye. Now I am standing at a point of my life where one phase ended, I'm supposed to make decision about which path to take on. To start a whole new challenging journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'd have plans in my mind already but how would I know if those plans would work ? How would I know if such choices will lead me to where I wish to be in the future ? Are those choices worthy enough ? Good enough for me ? Am I capable of doing it ? hhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess nobody could answer those questions for me. Or give me the answer to it. I need to go and explore it myself. I need to fall down, in order to learn how to get up all by myself. Learn it the hard way. or is there a smart way ? by just reading ? I guess the experience will give you more insight to everything. Is there someone to guide me along this road ? Do I really need guidance ? I guess, to a certain extent, some guidance would be excellent but we must not always depend on others. All by myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would think that my past will come back to haunt me. will it ? hhmmm.. what I'd failed to do in the past will haunt me in the future. Or perhaps something I did wrong come back and haunt me. aiks.. One bad decision we made last time might haunt us in the future. so be wise when choosing something and have no regret once the decision is made. Go all out! just stay positive and everything will be alright. This is the belief I hold on to now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7790542499701719259?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7790542499701719259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7790542499701719259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7790542499701719259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7790542499701719259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/06/point-of-choosing-new-journey.html' title='Point of choosing new journey...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5606633088962287263</id><published>2010-05-14T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T01:34:27.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah... you care about this someone.. you know that someone is sad and is under lots of pressure and bad things happened to that someone... what can you do ? nothing.. this feeling of helplessness kills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. I am not the Man yet... but this time, I will toughen up and be that Man... here is my shoulder.. you can put your burden on me... let me carry it with you, alright ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5606633088962287263?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5606633088962287263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5606633088962287263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5606633088962287263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5606633088962287263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2010/05/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4834310176339549756</id><published>2009-11-18T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:23:28.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Step Plan for Sustained Success in Times of Change</title><content type='html'>1. Clearly identify the change(s) affecting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Just Ask !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Surround yourself with supportive people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't dwell on mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Take charge of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Own, don't lease your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Go after what you really want, not what's easiest or convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Follow your passion and fulfill your purpose to find peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Turn your fears into power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Aim, focus, action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4834310176339549756?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4834310176339549756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4834310176339549756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4834310176339549756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4834310176339549756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-step-plan-for-sustained-success-in.html' title='10 Step Plan for Sustained Success in Times of Change'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-2583460981398216365</id><published>2009-11-18T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:18:02.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Step Marshmallow Plan to Sweet Success in Anything - and Everything!</title><content type='html'>1. What do you need to change ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing now that is helping you in your life ? What will you commit to changing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are your strengths and weaknesses ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you need to improve and how can you best make these improvements ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are your major goals ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick at least five and write down. They must be measurable and have a deadline. If you can't see a goal, you can't achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your plan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you going to achieve your goals ? What strategies do you have to implement right now to stop eating your marshmallows ( instant/short term benefit/reward )?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What are you going to do to put your plan into action ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you commit today, tomorrow, next week, next year to help you reach your goals ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Persevere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up. If you fall down seven times, get up eight. The marshmallow principle ( theory of delayed gratification ) works. Enjoy the challenge as well as the rewards of delayed gratification.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-2583460981398216365?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/2583460981398216365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=2583460981398216365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2583460981398216365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2583460981398216365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/11/6-step-marshmallow-plan-to-sweet.html' title='6 Step Marshmallow Plan to Sweet Success in Anything - and Everything!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5144547219438501285</id><published>2009-11-08T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:06:19.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 reasons you might fail to become the best in the world</title><content type='html'>1. You run out of time ( and quit )&lt;br /&gt;2. You run out of money ( and quit )&lt;br /&gt;3. You get scared ( and quit )&lt;br /&gt;4. You're not serious about it ( and quit )&lt;br /&gt;5. You lose interest or enthusiasm or settle for being mediocre ( and quit )&lt;br /&gt;6. You focus on the short term instead of the long ( and quit when the short term gets too hard )&lt;br /&gt;7. You pick the wrong thing at which to be the best in the world ( because you don't have the talent )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5144547219438501285?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5144547219438501285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5144547219438501285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5144547219438501285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5144547219438501285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-reasons-you-might-fail-to-become-best.html' title='7 reasons you might fail to become the best in the world'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4072253513284170512</id><published>2009-10-13T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:28:47.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I deserve more ?</title><content type='html'>Never take advantage of someone. never take someone for a ride. It isn't appropriate. People aren't oblige to give you what you want. You deserve what you are worth, you get what you give. Before you demand for something, ask yourself this : are you worthy enough to have it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that many people doesn't appreciate what they have. They always think that they deserve better and will demand for more. Well, it's not wrong to demand for a better living. However, one must be contended with what they have. For example, a lot of people always demand for higher pay. Little do they know that they aren't capable of handling workloads and simple tasks given to them. Some can't even speak proper english. I am not saying that my command of english is good. But I am sure that I am capable of writing a proposal which can be easily understood by others and able to hold conversations with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this, a engineering/logistic/business degree holder in Malaysia who can't even construct a simple sentence in English demands for a promotion and an increment of RM 500 when he has only been working for 5 months. No sign of initiative to take extra courses to improve his skills. Is this too much ? or some people doesn't know where they stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! if you want to demand for something, please look at yourself. Are you worthy enough to get this ? If no, improve yourself and work harder! People can see your performance and improvements. They are not blind. Don't always ask what you can have, instead ask what you can give. In this current market, don't ever think that you are a degree holder means you smarter than others who are not a degree holder. NO WAY! There is something call experience and knowledge which can only be learned on the street. Be humble and learn as much as you possibly can. Whatever it is, it will come to you when the time and attitude is right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4072253513284170512?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4072253513284170512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4072253513284170512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4072253513284170512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4072253513284170512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-deserve-more.html' title='I deserve more ?'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-229518456224497384</id><published>2009-09-07T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:43:51.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence</title><content type='html'>In many situations, confidence play an important role. Sometimes what differentiate success and failure is confidence. Of course, it can be acted out, only by professionals in such areas. However, it can easily be spotted by anyone if there isn't confidence in that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself has very low self confidence. Especially when socializing with people I may not know and who are older and more knowledgeable. Hence, I would be very quiet. My instinct was to sit quietly to avoid being laughed at. Moreover, I would also listen carefully to what they have to say to gather information and knowledge, observe the situation to make suitable conversations. However, when I am with my close buddies, I would be the one who is talking non stop. I would love to be the center of attention. This would be a skill that I need to polish by the end of the year. for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to singing and dancing, I love the both of it ! just that the confidence level inside me is so low that I don't think I have even let anyone see me dancing! Singing perhaps only a few people. I had a dream of performing on stage - singing and WOW the crowd with my singing. And go to clubs and dance till the spotlight shines on me ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence... This is what I have when it comes to things that I am very sure of, things that I know. Give me strength. I am in the process of gaining such confidence in every single area to outshine others and grab that opportunity before it fades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-229518456224497384?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/229518456224497384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=229518456224497384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/229518456224497384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/229518456224497384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/09/confidence.html' title='Confidence'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-6306648881202363924</id><published>2009-08-11T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:44:50.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to remember...</title><content type='html'>When it's not about sex, money and materials but his companionship, personality and attitude, you're in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a memorable day for me. The day I met with that someone. Couldnt sleep the night before cause of the excitement. Have to rely on caffeine to keep me awake, which cause troubles later as I cant really take caffeine, but it's worth it XD. Time flies... especially its happy time. I enjoyed the chat we had. Taught me lots of things. And most importantly, that someone swept me off my feet :P skipped lunch ( which i paid a huge price later that day ) to catch up on time but then, shit happens when you least expect it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got that someone a birthday gift. just merely a birthday gift. however, according to a close friend of mine. 'the gift means you care, you want that someone to think that you're caring and sensitive, you want that someone to think of you, you want that someone to remember you, you want that someone to come back and sweep you away...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true it may seems... Its one of the best things that has ever happened to me. Thank God for giving me such a day and experience. I feel alive again ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-6306648881202363924?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/6306648881202363924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=6306648881202363924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6306648881202363924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6306648881202363924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-to-remember.html' title='A day to remember...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7515814984193122607</id><published>2009-06-29T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:15:55.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不懂</title><content type='html'>另外一个人独自在船上弹琴唱着。在江上缓缓的走着。欣赏着两岸的柳树，高山白云蓝天。偶尔小鸟儿停留在船上，不一会儿就离去了。一个人每天在岸边看着另外一个人。和他唱着同一曲。可是，一个人不懂另外一个人。若懂，另外一个人就不会寂寞了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7515814984193122607?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7515814984193122607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7515814984193122607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7515814984193122607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7515814984193122607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_29.html' title='不懂'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7875495325693674895</id><published>2009-06-29T02:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:44:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Analysis Paralysis</title><content type='html'>I like to analyse things and humans. I like to look at their gestures, behaviours etc. and analyse it. From certain gestures, behaviours, tone of speech and ways of speech, you can know what is in their mind or what are they feeling or their occupation, origins etc. It is very fun though :P It helps me a lot in daily life. However, it also brings harm to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, a friend introduced this term to me, Analysis Paralysis. It is a syndrome that shows too much of analysis will lead to uncertainties and afraid to accept or make decisions. Sometimes I do feel so. I believe in horoscopes. And because I analyse very much about human behaviour ( ppl around me ), I tend to agree to most of the personalities for each horoscopes. Of course, there are exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I get to know new people or talk with them, I tend to 'analyse' their speech / gesture. I guess most people do so too. Then till certain stage, I would ask their horoscope or find it out myself through ways :P then I would go ' No Wonder ! ' or ' Damn! ' There are certain horoscopes which I need to beware of, not to say get away from them. Just be caution. There are exceptional cases though. And of course, those horoscopes that match me very well, Leos, Saggitauras, Aries and Libras. I do not know if I have set such mindset unconsciously, but I always find that people with such horoscopes tend to get along pretty well with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, someone with such horoscopes will pop into my life and amazed me. But then, I tend to have this analysis paralysis syndrome. My friends always say ' Go! Take action and get to know people before its too late ! ' , but I always hold back. I always think, How could such a great Piece of Art pop into my life? I am no match for this. I am just nobody...... *negative thoughts* Haiz.... Or sometimes I might scared people away ! lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7875495325693674895?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7875495325693674895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7875495325693674895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7875495325693674895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7875495325693674895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/06/analysis-paralysis.html' title='Analysis Paralysis'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-9189115727316921268</id><published>2009-06-28T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:05:47.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>出瞅</title><content type='html'>其实忙碌的生活里，有个傻乎乎的朋友也是不错的！至少能帮你减压！她总说人总有失宜态的时候。对！可是你的次数也未免太多了吧？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她不是擅长说笑话，而是出瞅。还记得她在餐厅的时候对侍应说“1 Hot Iced Lemon Tea and 1 Cold Iced Lemon Tea! ” 当时那侍应愣了一下......我立刻说道“你叫什么？要的是1 Hot Lemon Tea and 1 Iced Lemon Tea吧？！” 说完了，我笑得我肚子又痛，眼泪都要出来了！看到你那很想找个洞钻进去的样子，我更是忍不住大笑了起来！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起啦！这样笑你！可是你想下，如果没有你整天作出这些事情惹我们笑，我们的压力和烦恼很早就逼疯我们了！哈哈哈哈哈哈......我也时常热你笑吧？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实多笑几下，你会觉得更开心！像你叫我的那样，时常无端端就一个人在那边傻笑!你说要赶快嫁人，我却很担心你做人娘和老婆会怎样的！拭目以待哦！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-9189115727316921268?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/9189115727316921268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=9189115727316921268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/9189115727316921268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/9189115727316921268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_28.html' title='出瞅'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-9126159026428247577</id><published>2009-06-24T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:01:01.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>付出</title><content type='html'>在爱情的世界里，并没有在乎付出的多少。付出的多少不能拿来计算和衡量。如果两个人在一起，在意彼此的付出多少，这并不是那单纯的爱。爱的意义也没有了......　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-9126159026428247577?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/9126159026428247577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=9126159026428247577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/9126159026428247577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/9126159026428247577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_24.html' title='付出'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5196056138280221187</id><published>2009-06-22T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:17:41.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>火花</title><content type='html'>有些人在你身边刚开始出现的时候，你会眼睛一亮，然后你会觉得就好像火花一样灿烂，但当你冷静之后，你会觉得这只是人生中小小的点缀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这些人就好像路灯一样，当你走在这路上时，一盏一盏的亮起来，再暗淡下去。最重要的是最后你要去的那个重点。那个重点是什么？是谁？是哪里？只有靠着你的真心才能知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当这些火花出现时，如果你犹豫不决，意志不够坚定，时间久了，真正爱你的人会当个坏人，帮你做选择，离开你。他不是不爱你了，而是不想看到你伤心烦恼，做一个你不能做的决定。这种爱是很伟大的，也需要很大的勇气。有多少人可以做到呢？这并不代表留下来陪着你，想要和你在一起的那个人不够爱你。见仁见智。唉！问世间情为何物？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5196056138280221187?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5196056138280221187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5196056138280221187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5196056138280221187'/><link 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/&gt;每一样东西，有他的利与弊。同样的东西，它可以是好处，也可以同时是他的坏处。拿‘天真和单纯’来看。一个人天真单纯总会吃亏，让别人有机可乘，相反的一个人天真单纯会活得比较开心简单。每件事往往是要你怎么去看待而已......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成熟与否，每个人的程度都不一样。在每一方面也不一样。在还没有完全认识和了解一个人前，不要那么快断定他是否成熟。在不一样的状况，对不一样的人，处理不一样的事情，在不同的方面，都会有着不一样的成熟度。例如，我可能在爱情的处理上比较幼稚，在工作上处理事情反而比较成熟，我是成熟还是幼稚呢？你有认真的，用心的和我相处才作出这样的断定吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些事情让他神秘兮兮的会更好。争辩下去也不会有结果。笑一笑，忍一时风平浪静，退一步海阔天空。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1354008063214777712?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1354008063214777712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1354008063214777712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1354008063214777712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1354008063214777712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-708897842742361862</id><published>2009-06-21T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:41:57.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>以前现在</title><content type='html'>以前总会&lt;br /&gt;依赖着你，&lt;br /&gt;去哪里，做什么都跟你在一起，&lt;br /&gt;只对你撒娇，&lt;br /&gt;只在你怀里哭，&lt;br /&gt;记住你的每一个细节，&lt;br /&gt;开心和伤心都第一个与你分享......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我&lt;br /&gt;学会了自立，不再依赖，&lt;br /&gt;去哪里，做什么都习惯了一个人，&lt;br /&gt;渐渐忘了怎么撒娇，&lt;br /&gt;渐渐忘了什么是痛，&lt;br /&gt;渐渐忘了怎么哭，&lt;br /&gt;只能躲起来一个人哭，&lt;br /&gt;还记得你的每一个细节，&lt;br /&gt;开心和伤心总一个人的傻笑感叹......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-708897842742361862?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/708897842742361862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=708897842742361862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/708897842742361862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/708897842742361862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_21.html' title='以前现在'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8246985050427009209</id><published>2009-06-21T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:14:38.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>逞强...</title><content type='html'>在爱情的路上遇到了挫败，有些人选择了逞强去面对一切。有些人装着没事，若无其事的过着日常生活，嘻嘻哈哈的谈笑着，心里却在留着血，他永远不会给你看见他伤怀和失落的那一面。静下来的他，会感觉寂寞悲伤。有时候会看见他一脸犹豫得看着一些东西发呆。有些人的逞强，把他变得更加强势。他不会让人觉得他弱小，胆怯和无能。总会装成一切事情都能的超人！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逞强的过程中，这些人每一刻都在学习如何把自己变得更强大，更勇敢，更有能力。有些东西不是只有天生的，靠后天的努力也是可以拥有的。勇气不是天生的，而是每天一点一滴的累积而来的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底一个人逞强是为了什么？有些人为了维持一段爱情，有些人为了生活在这弱肉强食的社会里，有些人则为了不让身边的人担心，有些人却为了不想要被别人看成弱小，胆怯和无能。你呢？为了什么而逞强？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8246985050427009209?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8246985050427009209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8246985050427009209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8246985050427009209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8246985050427009209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='逞强...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-481049620068328289</id><published>2008-12-30T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:42:54.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End</title><content type='html'>Year is approaching to the end. Review back. What have I done ? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I have been through a lot. and Learned a lot from it. Especially towards the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I choose not to wait anymore. Not to hold on anymore. Maintain what is best for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what is right or wrong in your eyes. But there is no definite right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;All I want know is just this......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-481049620068328289?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/481049620068328289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=481049620068328289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/481049620068328289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/481049620068328289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-end.html' title='Year End'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8147389396723473038</id><published>2008-12-29T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:38:35.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>误会</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 255);"&gt;人與人之间为什么有那么多误会？！而且通常──&lt;br /&gt;越在乎的人，你反而越會對他產生誤會，&lt;br /&gt;越在乎的人，一犯錯反而越不能原諒他，&lt;br /&gt;越在乎的人，你反而對他會越不客氣，&lt;br /&gt;越在乎的人，你反而越會裝做不在乎。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8147389396723473038?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8147389396723473038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8147389396723473038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8147389396723473038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8147389396723473038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_29.html' title='误会'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4068026999260852155</id><published>2008-12-28T15:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T03:09:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile Fragile Fragile...</title><content type='html'>Life is so fragile...&lt;br /&gt;One moment you are talking happily with someone, the next moment, that someone flew off to heaven... Before you sleep, you check on someone, you can see movements and hear snoring.. The next day, that someone flew off again. What were your last words to that someone ? Life is filled with so many uncertainties. We won't know what will happen next moment. If you love that someone, tell him/her that you love him/her. Don't wait. Go do what you are supposed to do. Go and tell your loved ones that you love/care them. Don't wait until you lose that chance only regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so fragile, Dont you just feel like hugging your loved ones as tight as possible now ? Or kiss them until they are filled with your saliva? ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4068026999260852155?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4068026999260852155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4068026999260852155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4068026999260852155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4068026999260852155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/fragile-fragile-fragile.html' title='Fragile Fragile Fragile...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3007902029695661231</id><published>2008-12-25T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:26:32.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>很多時候，「平凡」反而是上帝賜給一個人最不起眼，&lt;br /&gt;卻也最寶貴的禮物。當你能飛的時候就不要放棄飛&lt;br /&gt;當你能夢的時候就不要放棄夢&lt;br /&gt;當你能愛的時候就不要放棄愛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生的無奈太多！太多了！&lt;br /&gt;可是，仔細想想，幸福、快樂的事，其實，也不少！&lt;br /&gt;當幸福來時，就讓自己多點勇氣！抓住，屬於你的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;告訴自己，其實，自己是幸運的！只想，在風中，祝福～你～～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3007902029695661231?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3007902029695661231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3007902029695661231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3007902029695661231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3007902029695661231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/random_452.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1566704089330432948</id><published>2008-12-25T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:25:42.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;愛一個很愛自己的人，真的很幸福～～ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果你遇見了這樣一個稻草人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不要太快生他的氣 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;想想他為你做的努力 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果你遇見了秋天 不要笑他無理取鬧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;想想他是因為愛你 才會變得容易生氣 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;愛有時不只是默默付出就能懂 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;偶爾也需要適時說出口 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不要吝嗇把愛藏在心中 &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/18321113-1566704089330432948?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1566704089330432948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1566704089330432948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1566704089330432948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1566704089330432948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/random_25.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7176337554359194144</id><published>2008-12-25T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:13:56.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons</title><content type='html'>Human nature...&lt;br /&gt;Only we have fallen down or made mistakes or lost it, we learned things and lessons through it. But it is always too late to do so. People tend to move forward and never look behind. If you have lost someone/something because you did not understand some things, then you will lose that someone/something forever. Because he/she/it will never look back anymore or gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a lot recently. But is there a chance left for me to let me perform again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7176337554359194144?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7176337554359194144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7176337554359194144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7176337554359194144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7176337554359194144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/lessons.html' title='Lessons'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7352419552038575195</id><published>2008-12-25T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:06:13.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas eve..</title><content type='html'>I have become weird, unsocialise and eccentric recently. I stayed at home.. doing nothing but just staring at my msn list with nobody online. Who would be online on this very night ? The magical season filled with miracles... It is supposed to be a very happy, warm and romantic night. But... LOL.. All I want for christmas is just this hope. This tiny little wish to come true. I guess it wont come true for me. The bigger the hope, the greater the disappoint. It is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas ! If there is still anyone reading this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7352419552038575195?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7352419552038575195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7352419552038575195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7352419552038575195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7352419552038575195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas eve..'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3564623213111695551</id><published>2008-12-23T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:41:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is the matter of WHEN, not WHO...</title><content type='html'>Been watching the movie 'Definitely, Maybe'.. It is about a boy going to New York City to pursue his dreams. From Boy-&gt;Man, he had 3 relationships with 3 girls/women. On and off. To cut the story short, One became the mother of his child. One became his lover at the end of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that, the question is isn't about who. It is about when. I have heard countless people telling me that he is not suitable for me, she is not my type, he is not my Mr.Right, she does not match with me. These became the reasons of so many break ups. Actually, that person might match you. It is just your effort to make it worth while. And timing is essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, A girl wants a mature thinking guy who is caring and wants a marriage. But at the same time, that guy have not experienced enough to be mature for the girl, and is still new at relationships, thus he does not want to get married any sooner. So, they might think that they are not meant for each other. Tolerance comes into the picture. When tolerance reaches the limit before each other grow into the person that they each wants, thousands of reasons would appear for a break up. If they failed to overcome these obstacles together as a couple, break up is the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later, as both of them grow and change, they are attracted to each other more than before. The guy had grown into a mature thinking man who wants a family, after what he had experienced in life and work. As for the gal, she had turned into a swan who knows how to take care of herself and others well. Now, they are the perfect match for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is just one of the example. People always say that they fell for the wrong guy/girl. It isn't the case. It is the timing. The stage where he/she is at. Nobody is perfect and everyone starts from zero. We learn through mistakes and grow from it. People go through stages of life. They were once childish, stupid, self centered, hot tempered, selfish and do not know how to appreciate. Then they experience things and learn from mistakes. They became mature, smart, caring, altruistic, selfless and know how to appreciate things and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is faith that brings two being together. It is very hard for two to know each other and fell for each other at the same time and be together. Appreciate the person you love. Don't give up so easily when obstacles occur. Obstacles are meant to be solved together. Look beyond it. Look beyond his/her weaknesses. You have weaknesses as well. Tolerate his/her weaknesses. Your strengths will supplement his/her weaknesses. Vice versa. As time passes, they will grow and change into your perfect person. Time is essential. It is whether your love and relationship can withstand time or not. That is the challenge ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3564623213111695551?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3564623213111695551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3564623213111695551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3564623213111695551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3564623213111695551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-matter-of-when-not-who.html' title='It is the matter of WHEN, not WHO...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7197631568652381324</id><published>2008-12-22T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:41:11.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Breath You Take</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every breath you take&lt;br /&gt;Every move you make&lt;br /&gt;Every bond you break&lt;br /&gt;Every step you take&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;Every word you say&lt;br /&gt;Every game you play&lt;br /&gt;Every night you stay&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O can't you see&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me&lt;br /&gt;How my poor heart aches with every step you take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every move you make&lt;br /&gt;Every vow you break&lt;br /&gt;Every smile you fake&lt;br /&gt;Every claim you stake&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've gone I been lost without a trace&lt;br /&gt;I dream at night I can only see your face&lt;br /&gt;I look around but it's you I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cold and I long for your embrace&lt;br /&gt;I keep crying baby, baby please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every move you make&lt;br /&gt;Every vow you break&lt;br /&gt;Every smile you fake&lt;br /&gt;Every claim you stake&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7197631568652381324?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7197631568652381324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7197631568652381324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7197631568652381324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7197631568652381324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/every-breath-you-take.html' title='Every Breath You Take'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5844712091371346104</id><published>2008-12-21T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:25:00.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>眼泪</title><content type='html'>曾经有人说：‘人的眼泪代表执著，鬼的眼泪代表重生和爱’. 眼泪得流下是一种情绪的发泄。憋了很久的情绪或接受不了突如其来的变化都借由眼泪发泄出来...有时候不是说值不值得为谁而掉眼泪，而是因为那一时刻的情绪让眼泪流了出来...要强忍泪水是件很艰难的事情...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    当情人离开了，泪水地流下并不是只有‘不值得为他流下的伤心眼泪’，还有‘回忆起无法再和他一起度过美好时光的不舍眼泪’。有人告诉我，回想起一切的美好时光，知道这个曾经时时刻刻都陪着你爱着你的人将会永远离开你的生活，那千万般的不舍是非笔墨能形容的...再加上爱得越来越深时，他却选择在那时离开你..这更是更痛...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经我阅读过一篇文章：一滴泪落下需要多少时间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;我知道，这问题问得似乎很傻。那么轻盈的一滴,流过脸庞，常常只在瞬间。如果是那些琼瑶苦情戏里的演员，几秒钟就可以泪流满面。又何必问，一滴泪，落下的时间？   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;    可我常常觉得，流下一滴眼泪，需要很久很久。人越长大，就越习惯于压抑内心的真实 感受，不再放声大哭放声大笑，什么都只是淡淡的点到为止。好像越来越没有什么事情，可以让我伤心到立刻落泪，像是传说中丢失了泪腺的骆驼，再也找不出，释 放伤感的出口。于是一滴泪，在渗出眼眶之前，早已在心中酝酿了许久，甚至可能在落下之前，已经悄悄蒸发。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;    一个朋友前阵子和男朋友分了手，一帮死党本来是要赶来安慰她受伤的心的，可她却笑我们太八卦，生生把电影里的伤感离别当成了现实。女孩天天照常上班，吃饭，讲荤笑话，活得滋润而充实，好像比分手前还要容光焕发。   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;    然后一晚，几个死党开玩笑对着蜡烛许愿，又把蜡烛放的老远，说这样都能吹灭方能如愿以偿。几个人嘻嘻哈哈都成功了，轮到了她的时候，偏偏那烛火顽强起来，如何奄奄一息都能死灰复燃，在那里挑逗般的摇曳，于是众人起哄说你没戏了死心吧……   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;    她的眼泪一瞬间喷涌出来，滚滚而下，还在兀自拼命吹着不肯罢休。我从来没有见过这样一种汹涌的哭泣，那不是在流泪，简直是飞流直下三千尺，仿佛她身体里的水突然绝堤。她就那样泪如泉涌的哭了很久，终于承认，她还喜欢他，她是在悄悄不争气的许愿，可以破镜重圆。   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;    她一直辛苦的忍着忍着，不愿那么软弱，不想给人同情的借口，她不愿，让他以为她没有了他就不行。于是那么多悲伤的水，就在心里长久的堆积。她其实一直在流泪的，只是我们看不见，它暗暗流淌了。那么长时间，终于在那一刻可以，一泻千里。   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;我不知道这是隐忍了多久的泪水，但它终于在这样一个湿润的早上，急速的落下，嚣张的释放。我想还可以有时间有机会自由的哭，总是好的；还可以狠狠的流出眼泪，就说明心还没有干涸；还可以感觉到痛，那是因为灵魂，还没有苍老麻木。   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Zoom"&gt;    一滴眼泪，要用多长时间，才可以自由释放？……    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5844712091371346104?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5844712091371346104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5844712091371346104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5844712091371346104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5844712091371346104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_21.html' title='眼泪'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5866057713126162135</id><published>2008-12-21T04:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:25:28.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>When you know how to appreciate and love that someone, whatever obstacles wont be any barriers anymore. No matter what are the obstacles, think back what had attracted you to be with that someone till you are a couple now. It is part of the work of faith that got you guys together. Of billions of people in the world, you have met, attracted and fell in love with each other at the same time. What are the odds?! Cherish and appreciate with all your heart, soul and life. This does not happen often. Since has loved, do not regret, do not give up easily. Obstacles are meant to be solve by a couple AS a couple. Remember that feeling, that thought and those you had gone through just to be with that someone. Then you will walk a long path together with that someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5866057713126162135?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5866057713126162135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5866057713126162135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5866057713126162135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5866057713126162135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-6722225642878420137</id><published>2008-12-21T03:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:09:24.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful songs..</title><content type='html'>Recently i have been listening to lots of songs.. nice and meaningful songs.. some i have posted the lyrics here.. then i came across these two songs by 潘裕文... those are just some of my thoughts after listening to these songs.. It does not hint anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心是片土地 我是一个园丁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;歌&lt;/span&gt; 种一朵花叫做爱情 呵护着不离不弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;当花季远去 眼泪带我旅行&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;你好吗?我好想你 常常写信寄给回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;我和你从未分手 你住在我心中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;谁也不能把你赶走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;一颗心只有一份永久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;给了谁就无法回收&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;我和你从未分手 你活在我爱中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;不准人来人往挑拨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;一个错要花几倍伤痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;才能扭转时空 重回感动 重回笑容 手牵手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;空空的夜空 城市燃起灯火&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;每一盏灯一种寂寞 愿你幸福别漂流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;蓝蓝的忧愁 搬进我的生活&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;越想放手越是紧握 越往前走越是回头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidtext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;我和你从未分手 你住在我心中&lt;br /&gt;谁也不能把你赶走&lt;br /&gt;一颗心只有一份永久&lt;br /&gt;给了谁就无法回收&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你活在我爱中&lt;br /&gt;不准人来人往挑拨&lt;br /&gt;一个错要花几倍伤痛&lt;br /&gt;才能扭转时空 重回感动 重回笑容 手牵手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没用 多没用 我推开窗户思念一直推不走&lt;br /&gt;我在梦里掉了一个梦 谁捡到告诉我还给我 别没收&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你住在我心中&lt;br /&gt;谁也不能把你赶走&lt;br /&gt;一颗心只有一份永久&lt;br /&gt;给了谁就无法回收&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你活在我爱中&lt;br /&gt;不准人来人往挑拨&lt;br /&gt;一个错要花几倍伤痛&lt;br /&gt;才能扭转时空 重回感动 重回笑容 手牵手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. this song really portrays the 'stupidity' that someone is still in love in his/her ex. Some would say its stupidity, some would say its loyal or some would say its stubborn...  For me, I think that there isn't harm for being in loving with that someone quietly... Loving someone doesnt mean must have him/her. It comes from the heart, wishes that someone always be in the environment filled with happiness... of coz it is undeniable that things changes and people must look forward and move on with life. And there isnt any wrong for still loving that someone quietly and hoping that he/she leads a happy life AND moving on with your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老夫老妻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我能為你試著聊星座 妳卻不肯陪我看棒球&lt;br /&gt;從前會計較誰付出的多 現在卻變成樂在其中&lt;br /&gt;時間的手 牽著我們慢慢走&lt;br /&gt;終於找到和諧的節奏&lt;br /&gt;我不再浪漫 妳也不再溫柔&lt;br /&gt;卻能異口同聲的說想吃些什麼&lt;br /&gt;貼心的小動作 盡在不言中&lt;br /&gt;默契隨著時間更深厚&lt;br /&gt;原來老夫老妻真不錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我做的飯妳嫌西嫌東 妳開車時換我變囉唆&lt;br /&gt;生活中的芝麻和綠豆 淡是淡些回味卻無窮&lt;br /&gt;時間的手 牽著我們往哪走&lt;br /&gt;走到哪裡都有妳陪我&lt;br /&gt;我不在浪漫 妳也不在溫柔&lt;br /&gt;卻能同時歡呼說今晚星星好多&lt;br /&gt;很幸福的感受 盡在不言中&lt;br /&gt;白頭髮的情人和朋友&lt;br /&gt;原來老夫老妻真不錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我少了擁抱 妳也少了撒嬌&lt;br /&gt;卻能成為彼此最堅定的依靠&lt;br /&gt;再牽著妳的手 少了點悸動&lt;br /&gt;卻多了份安心和感動&lt;br /&gt;原來老夫老妻真不錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song encourages and tells us the story of being in love and grow old with your partner. It is so true. It is like the art of maintaining your relationship. Something everyone is looking forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-6722225642878420137?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/6722225642878420137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=6722225642878420137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6722225642878420137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6722225642878420137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/meaningful-songs.html' title='Meaningful songs..'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7887241153477841771</id><published>2008-12-18T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:31:59.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>说好的幸福呢</title><content type='html'>周杰伦 《说好的幸福呢》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     你的绘画凌乱着. &lt;br /&gt;　　在这个时刻. &lt;br /&gt;　　我想起喷泉旁的白鸽. &lt;br /&gt;　　甜蜜散乱了.   &lt;p&gt;　　情绪莫名的拉扯. &lt;br /&gt;　　我还爱你呐.  &lt;br /&gt;　　伴你断断续续唱着歌. &lt;br /&gt;　　假装没事了.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;　　时间过了走了. &lt;br /&gt;　　爱情面临选择.  &lt;br /&gt;　　你冷了倦了我哭了.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;　　一开始的不快乐.  &lt;br /&gt;　　你用卡片拭写着.  &lt;br /&gt;　　有些爱只给到这真的懂了.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;　　怎麽了.你累了.说好的.幸福呐  &lt;br /&gt;　　我懂了.不说了.爱淡了.梦远了  &lt;br /&gt;　　开心与不开心.一一叙说着.你在不舍  &lt;br /&gt;　　那些爱过的感觉都太深刻.我都还记得   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;　　你不等了.说好的.幸福呐  &lt;br /&gt;　　我错了.泪干了.放手了 后悔了   &lt;/p&gt; 　　只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着.要怎么停呐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever engaged in a relationship ? Have you made promises which you can't keep ? Or have you heard promises which have not been kept by that someone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever a promise is made during relationship, it is up to you to trust it or not. And it is up to you on how much to trust and how much hope you put on it. I am sure when you are deeply in love, you will trust and believe whatever he/she said. But you must bear in mind that when love is gone, promises gone with the wind as well. How many people can keep their promises after the relationship ended ? Perhaps only those who are still deeply in love with that someone , but events had forced the break up. Or those who are naive enough to think so. But who is there to judge whether it is a waste of time for keeping those promises ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7887241153477841771?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7887241153477841771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7887241153477841771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7887241153477841771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7887241153477841771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_2525.html' title='说好的幸福呢'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1801079389583398995</id><published>2008-12-18T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:59:42.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不够成熟</title><content type='html'>詞：詹予萱　　曲：詹予萱/蔡政勳&lt;br /&gt;我想我還是不夠成熟&lt;br /&gt;還達不到 你的要求&lt;br /&gt;我真的沒有想的太多&lt;br /&gt;只是懷念 你走以後&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開 難道真的是解脫&lt;br /&gt;難道 真的要事過境遷了以後才懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倔強說不痛 假裝什麼傷都沒有&lt;br /&gt;倔強抬起頭 決不讓眼淚往下流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倔強說不痛 假裝什麼傷都沒有&lt;br /&gt;真的不難過 笑著和你揮揮手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有一天 我們有緣再見&lt;br /&gt;你會不會想起 說過的 永遠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倔強說不痛 假裝什麼傷都沒有&lt;br /&gt;倔強抬起頭 決不讓眼淚往下流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倔強說不痛 假裝什麼傷都沒有&lt;br /&gt;真的不難過 笑著和你揮揮手&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1801079389583398995?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1801079389583398995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1801079389583398995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1801079389583398995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1801079389583398995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_18.html' title='不够成熟'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1150686018620525647</id><published>2008-12-17T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:34:59.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope and dreams...</title><content type='html'>Finally, after weeks and weeks of sleepless nights... I have handed in my assignment today! First time in my college life that I was not rushing for any last minute jobs on the assignment. I felt relieved! After the burden was off my shoulders, I felt super duper tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know assignment is just a tiny little thing compared with those challenges waiting for me outside. But recent events made me tired physically and mentally. I am not putting any blame on anyone, but just myself. It is because I have chosen this path myself and ruined it with my own bare hands. Now, i have to face the consequences. It is overwhelming. I hope I can handle it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i had lots of dreams related to these recent events. Dreams that gave me hope, dreams that left me with a wet pillow in the morning, dreams that messed up my bedsheets, dreams that left me felt more exhausted... ( Nope, it isn't wet dreams ) Dreams, are often your wants, future, past or perhaps a clue/tips from God. It might happen in the future, it might show you your path, it might be just what you wish to happen... Nobody knows... Nobody knows... Nobody knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things which you lose it, you will lose it forever. The only time that you see it coming back to you its when you are dreaming. Dreams that gave you hope. Which it will hurt you more when awaken from it, back to reality that you have lose it forever. It will not be yours anymore. It will not be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magical season, Xmas which filled with miracles is here once again. This time, I hope that my dream will come true to me. All I want is just this dream to come true. Please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1150686018620525647?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1150686018620525647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1150686018620525647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1150686018620525647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1150686018620525647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/hope-and-dreams.html' title='Hope and dreams...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8682988494200099283</id><published>2008-12-16T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:39:28.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人世间最痛苦的事</title><content type='html'>曾经有一份真诚的爱情放在我面前，&lt;br /&gt;我没有珍惜，&lt;br /&gt;等我失去的时候我才后悔莫及，&lt;br /&gt;人世间最痛苦的事莫过于此。&lt;br /&gt;如果上天能够给我一个再来一次的机会，&lt;br /&gt;我会对那个他说三个字：我爱你。&lt;br /&gt;如果非要在这份爱上加上一个期限，&lt;br /&gt;我希望是……&lt;br /&gt;一万年！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8682988494200099283?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8682988494200099283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8682988494200099283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8682988494200099283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8682988494200099283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_16.html' title='人世间最痛苦的事'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5807887979681849944</id><published>2008-12-14T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:25:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我用所有报答爱</title><content type='html'>recently  i 've watched the move - the banquet 夜宴 again.. awesome movie.. okok... perhaps not really awesome.. but i like the story.. so meaningful... everything they did was all because of love.. and the song is soooo nice.... awww.. i fell in love with it again.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;我用所有报答爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;演唱：张靓颖&lt;br /&gt;作曲：谭盾&lt;br /&gt;作词：范学宜&lt;br /&gt;钢琴：郎朗&lt;br /&gt;电影《夜宴》 片尾曲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;只为一支歌  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;血染红寂寞 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;只为一场梦  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;摔碎了山河 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;只为一颗心  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;爱到分离才相遇 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;只为一滴泪  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;模糊了恩仇 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我用所有报答爱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你却不回来 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;岁月……从此一刀两段 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;永不见风雨 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;风雨……风雨…  &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/18321113-5807887979681849944?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5807887979681849944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5807887979681849944' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5807887979681849944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5807887979681849944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_14.html' title='我用所有报答爱'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7167053374643399020</id><published>2008-12-12T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:10:12.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>This morning, i had a dream.. okok.. perhaps a few.. but i only remember one... so this is what i dream of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at this village, overlooking some bulls and farmers at work. All of a sudden, raging flood came and swept all the bulls and farmers... bulls trying to run.. then i also started to run.. but too late.. the flood caught me. A bull was near me, so i grab hold on him. Hanging on to him for my dear life. I saw a few giraffe head... they were walking in the flood -.-" then the bull i was holding on became a elephant O.o i could recognise the back! coz i rode an elephant before in thailand. LOL. Then he was struggling, trying to get me off. I felt that i was drowning. But then i managed to hold on to him and got back on. -n-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a bit superstitious :x so i went online and search for dream interpretations.. haha.. so this is what i got :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Flood                              &lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; To dream that you are in a flood, represents your need to release some sexual desires. If the flood is raging flood, then it represents emotional issues and tension. Your repressed emotions are overwhelming you. Consider where the flood is for clues as to where in your waking life is causing you stress and tension.&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Village                              &lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; To dream that you are in a village, represents restrictions. It may also indicate that you are unsophisticated, but well-balanced. Alternatively, it signifies community, simplicity, and tradition.&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;p style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="left"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="left"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="left"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/p&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;                                                                              &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Elephant                              &lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; To see an elephant in your dream, indicates that you need to be more patient or more understanding of others. Or perhaps there is a memory that you are holding on to for too long. You need to let go of the past. The elephant is also a symbol of power, strength, faithfulness and intellect. Alternatively, the elephant's introverted personality may be a reflection of your own personality.&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;p style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="left"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;To dream that you are riding an elephant, indicates that you are in control of your unconscious and aspects that you once were afraid of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Bull                              &lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; To see a bull in your dream, symbolizes stubbornness, strong will, strength, and power. The dream may be telling you that it is time to take a stand and be more assertive. Alternatively, the bull indicates a rich, prosperous, and abundant life. Consider the pun, "being bull-headed". May be you need to show a little compromise in a situation.&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Giraffe                              &lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; To see a giraffe in your dream, suggests that you need to consider the overall picture. Take a broader view on your life and where it is headed.&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;Drowning                              &lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; To dream that you are drowning, signifies that you are overwhelmed by emotions or repressed issues that is coming back to haunt you. You may be proceeding too quickly in trying to discover your unconscious thoughts. If you drown to death, your relationship will fail or you will suffer major business losses. If your survive the drowning, then your relationship will be rescued by some intervention. You will rise to a higher position of wealth and honor.&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess it it trying to tell me something.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7167053374643399020?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7167053374643399020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7167053374643399020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7167053374643399020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7167053374643399020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4617935490491424466</id><published>2008-12-04T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:57:22.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>重来 - 李圣杰</title><content type='html'>有多少爱能重来，&lt;br /&gt;多少人愿意等待，&lt;br /&gt;失去之后才明白。&lt;br /&gt;走进回忆的安排，&lt;br /&gt;一幕一幕的对白，&lt;br /&gt;上演我们的未来。&lt;br /&gt;期待，原来是一种伤害，&lt;br /&gt;深爱的人已离开。&lt;br /&gt;是我不该忽略你给我的爱。&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候，&lt;br /&gt;不愿让你再泪流，&lt;br /&gt;寂寞时候只有你会陪着我。&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候，&lt;br /&gt;我知道你还爱着我。&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的你请你握紧我的手。&lt;br /&gt;请你看看我，&lt;br /&gt;真的需要你的我，&lt;br /&gt;只要你回头......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4617935490491424466?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4617935490491424466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4617935490491424466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4617935490491424466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4617935490491424466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='重来 - 李圣杰'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3626942137160048803</id><published>2008-11-27T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:53:05.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Mask'</title><content type='html'>People been telling me that wearing a 'mask' and hiding behind it its essential in this crucial world. Last time i would disagree with them about it. I would say that sometimes showing your inner feelings towards others it's okay. There would be arguments and all.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would agree with them. Wearing a 'mask' IS essential. Hide all your inner feelings and thoughts. Hide whatever you got behind that 'mask' and wear a 'robe' if possible. Don't show others what is your Power Card / Last Card / watever card you call it.. lol... Don't show your desperation either. In the Law of Bargaining - NEVER show that you are desperate! Showing others and telling others about you being sad and crying in front of them its a form of stupidity and weakness.It shows that you are weak. You would not want that to happen as you grow older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one who thinks so. It won't be surprised that 80% of the adult population out there is wearing a 'mask' everyday. Why ? In this crucial world, especially adults in the business world, working world and relationship, nobody wants to get hurt. Showing too much of your inner thoughts and feelings tends to be a disadvantage to you. If they have to, people will tend to hide away, fake their smile and fake the things they say. If not, you will be the one who have to bear the consequences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3626942137160048803?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3626942137160048803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3626942137160048803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3626942137160048803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3626942137160048803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/11/mask.html' title='&apos;Mask&apos;'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-2273506022640767509</id><published>2008-11-26T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:26:25.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Away~</title><content type='html'>There are times when you just want to be alone...&lt;br /&gt;no matter how talkative and active you are...&lt;br /&gt;you still want to be alone...&lt;br /&gt;its like a phase...&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden..&lt;br /&gt;you just want to run and hide...&lt;br /&gt;run far far away from wherever you are..&lt;br /&gt;just want to run away to somewhere where nobody knows you..&lt;br /&gt;a place where you would not need to worry about things..&lt;br /&gt;just run far far away from people that you know.. family, frenz, colleague etc.&lt;br /&gt;There are no rational reasons behind it..&lt;br /&gt;you just want to run away...&lt;br /&gt;You just want to be away from people...&lt;br /&gt;Want some peace.. Some quiet time...&lt;br /&gt;Its so tiring... you just want to relax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so... and i am not alone.. there are a few people around me who feels the same too.. what happened ? nobody knows.. Reason? nobody knows either... Don't ask me.. i don't know why i am feeling it also... &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-2273506022640767509?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/2273506022640767509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=2273506022640767509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2273506022640767509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2273506022640767509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/11/run-away.html' title='Run Away~'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4226934581302241664</id><published>2008-11-23T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:31:06.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Your Lips and Mouth</title><content type='html'>Recently, a lot of things happened... It made me think a lot. We shouldn't take things for granted. Appreciate what you have because you might lose it the very next moment. You wont know what will happen in the future. Do your best Now. Learn from Your past experience. Work for a Better Future. i Finally understand this idiom or watever you call it.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day i saw the front page of a newspaper : Watch your Mouth and Lips. Although i did not read about the article, but it got me thinking. That got me realize about some mistakes i have done. Haiz.. too late.. i made mistakes which i regretted a lot  !!! Basically what i am trying to say in this blog is that, Watch what you say... The hardest and most complicated subject to learn in this life i think would be the art of communication between people. Master it and you will benefit from it A LOT! Fail it and you will face problems in life, especially when you get older and come out to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about these to help me improve and grow from my mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What....&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to say ?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to please your boss...&lt;br /&gt;i. 'Boss! You look so pretty today! ' ( Correct )&lt;br /&gt;ii 'Boss! You have small boobs! ' ( Wrong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who...&lt;br /&gt;Who are you saying it to ?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to compliment...&lt;br /&gt;i. ' Babe! you have the nicest boobs i have ever seen! ' ( Correct )&lt;br /&gt;ii. ' Dude ! you have the nicest boobs i have ever seen! ' ( Wrong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where...&lt;br /&gt;Where are you saying it ?&lt;br /&gt;i At a party ' AWESOME!!! Lets Rock and Roll! ' ( Correct )&lt;br /&gt;ii At a church service ' AWESOME!!! Lets Rock and Roll! ' ( Wrong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When...&lt;br /&gt;When are you saying it ?&lt;br /&gt;i. ' Its delicious! ' When you are eating at a restaurant ( Correct )&lt;br /&gt;ii. ' Its delicious! ' When you are shitting in da toilet ( Wrong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why...&lt;br /&gt;Why are you saying it ?&lt;br /&gt;i. ' You have a nice body ! ' to show compliment ( Correct )&lt;br /&gt;ii ' You have a nice body ! ' to show sarcastism ( Wrong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How...&lt;br /&gt;How are you saying it ?&lt;br /&gt;i ' I think you have a drip of sauce on your shirt that you might want to clean it ' ( Correct )&lt;br /&gt;ii ' Don't you know how to eat ?! Sauce are all over your shirt ! ' ( Wrong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think twice before you speak next time... you might hurt someone and you might regret about it. It might get you a promotion or a lover or a new house or car ^.^ Saying the right thing at the right time at the right place to the right person with the right way and right reason is the thing you need to learn !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4226934581302241664?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4226934581302241664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4226934581302241664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4226934581302241664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4226934581302241664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/11/watch-your-lips-and-mouth.html' title='Watch Your Lips and Mouth'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8005375049051670067</id><published>2008-11-23T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:24:26.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Not Change</title><content type='html'>Once, someone told me that everything changes, but human does not change. Why? because we grow. Two years back, i had an opportunity to read an awesome book called ' Who Moved My Cheese ? '. For those who are fond of reading, i am sure you would have read it, or at least know about this book. Anyway, i am not going into details about this book. All i just want to say its just that this book shows me how does changes in our life affect us and how we deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, good, bad, happy, sad, big, small etc. we must appreciate it. No matter what. Accept it. Look through it. Look around it. Think about it for a moment or two. Adapt to its changes. Pack up your feelings and whatever you can learned from it and then move on. For better or worse, at least you had tried before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By moving on, it means that you are accepting the fact of what had changed. One thing which i need to clarify and emphasize here : moving on doesnt only mean that you are changing whatever you have. It can also mean that you grow from what you have experienced. It isnt always the option to just leave the thing for a better one. Especially in relationship. Although it is always the best to just move on and find another who will be a better ( or worse ) partner. But then it doesnt mean that you CANT stick with the current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhmmm.. let me explain further on this issue. What would be better is that if you can grow from your mistakes and attitudes. CHANGE to become better. Not only for yourself nor your partner but for everyone else either. It is always da best for someone to grow to become a better person. For example, if you have broken up in a relationship due to your bad temper or you are being a big spender, GROW up dude! change that bad habit of yours ! GROW up and become more mature and you would start to think about it. Think about your bad habits. Then you will start to realise things. And make changes to it. To become a better person. And who knows that your Ex partner will love you back ? Or your Boss will promote you instead of firing you ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8005375049051670067?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8005375049051670067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8005375049051670067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8005375049051670067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8005375049051670067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/11/grow-not-change.html' title='Grow Not Change'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8213864358405170777</id><published>2008-10-22T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:25:53.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo~</title><content type='html'>Emo~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a guy who is full of emotions. In other words, i am an emotional guy and hot tempered. Just a simple little thing can make me laugh out loud, cry the next second, throw tantrum the next moment. Sometimes it benefits me but most of the time it harms me and brings lots of problems &amp;amp; troubles to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally the word 'emotional' is being labeled on females and people with artistic character. You seldom hear that a guy is emotional. It is because guys tend to keep all their emotions to themselves, showing their emotions toward others portray the image that they are weak. Nowadays, with globalization and competitions, people tend to be more stressful just to make a living. Thus, their emotions tend to be like a roller coaster. It changes very fast, going very high at this moment, very low another moment. There are also people who are born with this personality, aka ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't wrong to have such a personality. It is one of the criteria that makes you YOU! Standing out from others, differentiate from others. Although it is always seen as a negative aspect, but whatever negative, there will always be something positive behind it. Just like the Ying Yang Theory. Don't blame yourself for having such a behaviour. Well, if you know that it is till the state that harms you, just learn how to control it. Facing your own weakness is better than running away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just going to share some of my ways of controlling my emotions and temper. Keeping it. Making it a smooth ride rather than a roller coaster which scares everyone.&lt;br /&gt;1. Clench my fist as hard as possible and hold my thought and actions. Let all my negative energy and tantrum goes to my fist. well, not to hit anything or anyone. Just clench it. Or perhaps squeeze a stress ball. After my hand ran out of strength, then only I make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;2. just hum or sing a song that comes to my mind. Of cause inside my head, because i do not want everyone to think that i am crazy for bursting out a song in the middle of a conversation or argument. For instance, Winner Takes it All ( Meryl Streep version ) It is FULL of emotions and passions...&lt;br /&gt;3. Think of something else. Mostly about mother nature. To change my focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? What would you do when you feel emo ? or your temper is rising?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8213864358405170777?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8213864358405170777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8213864358405170777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8213864358405170777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8213864358405170777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/10/emo.html' title='Emo~'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7832890939529415308</id><published>2008-10-14T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:57:30.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argument</title><content type='html'>Does argument really improve relationship between two party ? Or it cracks the relationship between two party ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly, argument does bring two party along if it is treated in a good condition with proper emotion and understanding. But it does bring harm in relationship coz when u argue, u are more likely to be more aggressive. And of coz things get worse when someone or something gets too aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship, dun care its frenship, couple or family, sometimes an argument might spice up things. But it must not be too aggressive and too often. Argument which happen too often will make two party become tired after some time. very tired... and of coz.. problems will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause? ignorance, lack of respect, lack of caring, dun even know it when u are guilty or making a mistake, misunderstanding... u name it.. but in a relationship, does it worth to argue everytime? if dun argue, one party will have to 'eat dead cat' or try to hold back and just smile.. this is life... there are so many ppl out there that their attitude, personality and character crashes with us.. wat we can do? nothing.. to avoid argument and crack in relationship.. just be it.. coz knowing each other and getting along isnt easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if i am being too picky and choosy over things? or i am being too dominant and wants everything to be my way? or is it the other party being ignorant ? or the other party that shows no care ? Even if all argument ended with forgive and forget... but arguing too often does bring some effect.. negative effect.. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7832890939529415308?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7832890939529415308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7832890939529415308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7832890939529415308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7832890939529415308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/10/argument.html' title='Argument'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-6258996681159860426</id><published>2008-10-10T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:42:49.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open minded, Positive thinking out of negative things</title><content type='html'>I have always been judgmental towards other people.. it is good to be judgmental towards others.. but i did too much of it. i tend to complain a lot when these people i met doesnt meet up to my expectations. I will either start to complain about them or criticize them on their behaviour, personality, attitude, background etc.... anything u can think of that gets in my way or does not favour me. yeah.. i know.. i am a pain in the ass... LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is changing everyday, whether u like it or not, realise it or not.. and people tend to grow mentally and physically when the time is right. this time here varies among different people. By meeting the right people/situation/material at the right time, it will tend to strike us in a way that will change our thinking and perhaps behaviour. Mine came when one of my lecturer said ' Why must you be so judgmental ? Why can't you just accept it with an open mind and take in whatever its good for you and leave the rest alone? ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAMM!!! it struck me! it got me thinking... There are billions of people out there.. i cant just complain and criticise them if they do not favour me... Nobody is perfect.. this includes me.. i am not perfect, so why should i complain and criticise other people? I should accept everyone as it is including their bad and good.. be open minded... this is because there are so much things that I can learn from them due to their background, behaviour, personality, attitude etc.. Nobody is identical in this world.. Even the slightest difference can teach us something useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must always think positive and seek for anything which is positive for us to learn from other people, but not focus on their negative things. Nobody wants to be criticize and being complaint about everyday right? so start looking for these positive things and think positively! Even there are lots of negative things, we must find every positive things out of the negative things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must be thankful ...&lt;br /&gt;1. For the husband/wife that snores everynight, because he is at home asleep with me but not with anyone else&lt;br /&gt;2. For &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#002200;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 34, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the taxes i pay because it means that i am employed&lt;br /&gt;3. For the mess i need to clean up after a party because i am surrounded by frenz&lt;br /&gt;4. For the clotes that fit a little too snug because i have enough to eat&lt;br /&gt;5. For a floor that needs mopping and sweeping because i have a home&lt;br /&gt;6. For all the complains that i hear of the government because i have freedom of speech&lt;br /&gt;7. For the parking spot i find at the far end because i am capable of walking and i am blessed with a vehicle&lt;br /&gt;8. For the noise that i have to bear from my noisy neighbours because i can hear&lt;br /&gt;9. For the pile of laundry and ironing because i have clothes to wear&lt;br /&gt;10. For the weariness and aching of muscles at the end of the day because i am capable of working hard&lt;br /&gt;11. For the alarm clock that goes on every morning because i am ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;12. For the lousy lecturer i get because i am able to distinguish good and bad + evaluate and analyse things&lt;br /&gt;13. For my other half that nags and grumbles everyday because i am blessed with a beloved that cares me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many more u positive things u can get from these negative things.. just be think positively and open minded!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-6258996681159860426?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/6258996681159860426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=6258996681159860426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6258996681159860426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6258996681159860426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/10/open-minded-positive-thinking-out-of.html' title='Open minded, Positive thinking out of negative things'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-2831815059642612327</id><published>2008-09-18T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:44:55.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored till siao jor......</title><content type='html'>WAHAHHAHAHHA.. got so bored that i saw this post of my fren... thought it would kill some time.. so i just did the same thing as he did... which he got it from his gf.. LOL!!! so here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment here and repost a blank one on your own journal (optional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?&lt;br /&gt;02) What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;03) What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;05) Favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;06) What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;07) What zodiac sign are you?&lt;br /&gt;08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.&lt;br /&gt;09) Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;11) What is your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;15) Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;22) What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;23) Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;24) Bottle or can soda?&lt;br /&gt;25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;26) What is your first response if you realized that #26 was missing?&lt;br /&gt;27) What's your favorite place to hang out at?&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;31) Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;br /&gt;34) Favourite and least favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you? (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHHAHAHAHAH... bored till siao jor.. COME HERE and comment !!! ooo.. forgot the magic word and stare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE................. *puppy eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-2831815059642612327?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/2831815059642612327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=2831815059642612327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2831815059642612327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2831815059642612327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/09/bored-till-siao-jor.html' title='Bored till siao jor......'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8285637540852565060</id><published>2008-09-11T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:57:42.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupiak Driver !</title><content type='html'>This morning i was traveling at 80 kmph on a highway in KL. Suddenly i saw a car coming from behind. it was tailing me like mad. Due to the reason that my mom is in the car, so i had chose to move aside and let him overtake me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 2 lane highway and i was on the right lane aka fast lane. So, i looked into my left side mirror and back mirror to double confirm that there isnt any car on my left or there is enough space for me to move into the left lane. When i looked into the mirrors, i saw a car on the left lane. But it was quite some distance away. Approximately 3 cars distance. With the speed i was driving, the distance was enough for me to switch lane. Therefore, i put my signal to the left and started to switch lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bloody fool on the left lane was coming at me at a very high speed! My car its already 3 quarters on the left lane. Instead of stepping on the brake, he pressed on his horn! BLOODY HELL!!! He nearly bang into me, but luckily he didnt. After sounding the horn for about 2 minutes, he took the left turnoff. I was so shocked! Why the hell did he sound the horn ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I double confirmed the space and there isnt any car close enough to bang me. i put my signal. and i did not slow down. i travel with the same speed. he was 3 cars behind me when i put my signal and switched lane ! Either he is dreaming or sleeping while driving that he didnt notice me that i had moved onto his lane, OR he must be a bloody fool that doesnt believe in stepping on the brake and letting other people to cut into his lane and slow him down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, i yelled ' FUCK YOU! '. I guessed he didnt hear that. All i just wanna say is KNNMCBDNSDGNMCCBKNNSSTFUYSBISSHTLN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HORN ME FOR WHAT!? rewind the bloody traffic camera on the highway and you will know that its not my fault ! ( i know there is a few traffice camera on the highway *ngek ngek* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S i get very grumpy and lots of vulgar words and curses while i am driving... *evil grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8285637540852565060?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8285637540852565060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8285637540852565060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8285637540852565060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8285637540852565060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupiak-driver.html' title='Stupiak Driver !'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-6893418637721529883</id><published>2008-08-21T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:40:33.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New technology - robot skin</title><content type='html'>Recently, i heard a news report on a newly developed technology - Robot Skin. This technology is developed by a team of researchers in Japan. They have developed it to replaced the cold metal robot skin in order to help with the more lifelike robot which will be used not far in the future. Robots will be used to replaced workers that deal with dangerous jobs and daily chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its artificial skin its made out of elastic silicon and firm urethane. There are numerous small hexagonal indentations etched into the urethane epidermis to give it a very realistic texture. It appears to be very similiar to the human skin in terms of touch and appearance. It is very soft and huggable like the human skin. Perhaps it is much softer than the human skin. There are also a number of sensors to allow the robot skin to react like human skin. This includes the flutters of the eyelids, chest movements due to breathing and other unconscious human movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, there are also a full body sensate skin that consists of 3 sensors - electricity field, temperature and pressure. The electricity field sensor allows the robot to notice any electricity leakage at home or at the factory. If there is any dangerous events or electricity leakage, the robot will be able to warn others or turn off the switch to avoid any further harm. Besides, the temperature sensor provides the robot the ability to feel temperature changes for the things they touch and also the environment. For example, robots that is used for baby sitting need the temperature sensor to feel the baby's temperature if its ill. The robot also needs it to test the bathing water or milk bottle temperature. As for the pressure sensor, the robot will be needing it to handle fragile things such as eggs, glasswares and babies as gently as possible. It will also be used to carry people gently and without injuring people as they are held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technology is getting more advance as the day passes. Will the development of robots bring fortune or disaster to the human kind? Nobody knows the answer. No doubt that the robot can help humans in many fields especially dangerous jobs and daily chores. But they are making humans much more lazy than now. The laziness in human nowadays have reached a very dangerous level. Plus, leaders of countries might use robots to declare war to conquer the world. Fortune or disaster?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-6893418637721529883?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/6893418637721529883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=6893418637721529883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6893418637721529883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6893418637721529883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-technology-robot-skin.html' title='New technology - robot skin'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7304398155354134089</id><published>2008-08-15T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:32:28.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks!!</title><content type='html'>i wanna go to see the Malaysia International Fireworks Competition!!! ARGH.... but its too far... at putrajaya... haiz... and jam too.. anyone wanna fetch me there? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.mifc.com.my/mifc08/index.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7304398155354134089?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7304398155354134089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7304398155354134089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7304398155354134089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7304398155354134089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/08/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks!!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8195278175121668775</id><published>2008-07-17T03:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T04:17:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>病从口入，祸从口出</title><content type='html'>病从口入，祸从口出.....&lt;br /&gt;Illness finds its way in by the mouth, careless talk makes trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;" I always face this trouble because i always tend to talk faster than my brain works... or should i say that i always talk without using my brains... aiks... i always thought that people may think the same as me.. but then, it turns out not as so... i always treats is as a joke. however, not everyone sees it like that.. i have learnt that everything isnt how we see it onli.. there are diff dimension and sides to it.. what we see isnt what they see.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why i always get into trouble.. i always talk non stop.. teasing people.. and treat it as a joke.. this is what makes me get into trouble often.. no doubt it might entertain other ppl to a certain extend.. however.. i am making fun on someone's pain or unfortunate.. i din think about how they would feel.. no respect to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that ppl buwee me when they treat me harshly and tease me and make fun of me.. i feel sad about it.. i always complain about it.. but never do i ever thought that it is what i do to other ppl as well &gt;.&lt;" haiz... after all these.. i feel bad and guilty.. i hope that everyone out there forgive me for this.. i will improve on this... ^.^ hope that it isnt too late...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8195278175121668775?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8195278175121668775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8195278175121668775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8195278175121668775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8195278175121668775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='病从口入，祸从口出'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3073460900358030927</id><published>2008-07-16T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T03:55:35.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGGGHHHHH</title><content type='html'>It is really really really hard to make decisions... especially when it comes to things that might change your whole life. I am caught between two choices... I really really really do not know how to choose.. &gt;.&lt;" I can't breathe, I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't concentrate... Am i expecting too much ? do I really know what i want ? If only i could answer these questions......... HAIZZZZZZZzzzz...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' like the job u work, not work the job u like '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' beggars can't be choosers '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' it's better to love the one that loves u more than you do, rather than love the one that doesnt love you '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' 我只在乎曾经拥有，不在乎天长地久 ' -&gt; I cared about only once had, did not care about for ever and ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' 虽然轰轰烈烈的爱让人觉得很回味和难忘，可是细水长流的爱，才能让人刻苦铭心...' -&gt;Although the imposing love lets the human think it's unforgettable, but the love that is well maintained and long lasting, can let the human be unforgettably engraved on one's mind assiduously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;面对一份真情，谁又能轻易舍弃。情深为谁，守候为谁，等待为谁，谁是谁的谁？-&gt; Facing true feelings, who can discard easily. Affectionate for who, waits for who, who is whose who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these.... really messed my mind up.. i don't even know what to do and which to follow.. AIKS.. this is one of the time when too many advices and theories kill me.. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really learn to let go~ if not i can't accept and try this one in front of me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3073460900358030927?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3073460900358030927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3073460900358030927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3073460900358030927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3073460900358030927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/07/arggghhhhh.html' title='ARGGGHHHHH'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-9069637098298838089</id><published>2008-07-09T07:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:06:11.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go......</title><content type='html'>When you learn to let go, it's time for you to pick up something new or better ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Letting go isn't giving up, it's just preparing for a better future / grabbing hold of opportunities ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are grabbing hold to a rusty bar of steel, and there is a bar of gold on the floor. What would you do ? Very simple, just get rid of the rusty steel bar by letting it go in order to grab the gold bar. Well, only if you want to grab hold to something better ^.^ If your choice is to hold on to whatever you have and let the opportunity slides away, then you can hold on to your rusty steel bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that letting go something is giving up on it or showing that you are weak. Perhaps the timing isn't right to just hold on to that something/someone. If it's really hard getting a grip at the thing/someone, perhaps letting go it's a better choice. By letting go, you will be open to wider/better options. By letting go, you will be able to give yourself more time and effort to improve yourself to suit that something/someone. There is a saying about someone slowing down to rest isn't stopping the journey, he is just preparing for a much tougher road ahead. By looking at the situation, we should be able to identify whether its good to hold on to something/someone or not. If you can't try to step back and take a good look at the whole picture. Then you will have a clearer view of what you want and what suits you best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By letting you go now, i am not giving up on you. I am just resting and preparing myself for you as i see there is a better future for the both of us if i let you go now. I will awe you in amazement when the time comes and make you to want, need and choose me without a second thought. ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-9069637098298838089?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/9069637098298838089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=9069637098298838089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/9069637098298838089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/9069637098298838089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/07/letting-go.html' title='Letting go......'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8844021143922195391</id><published>2008-07-07T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:43:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Craver...</title><content type='html'>I like attentions... of coz good ones... but not the embarrassing ones.. lol... a lot of ppl would do a lot of things just to get attentions.. well.. sometimes i do.. this is something bad.. its how you look at it though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to attract attention if you know what you are doing and its giving benefits to others as well.. Its annoying to be trying to grab attentions if its overdone.. sometimes i did that.. and get a lot of hatred towards me.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love being the centre of attention.. it makes me feel that i am so important.. so smart and nice.. :x the feeling is awesome ! hhmmm.. i must get rid of that mindset bcoz lately its killing me.. bringing a lot of bad things towards me.. haha.. &gt;.&lt;" well.. i must learn when to be the centre of attention.. and when not to.. by saying at the right time and right things.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like attention mainly bcoz i am lack of confident in myself and i hate being lonely.. its true.. sometimes i feel that i am a rubbish that doesnt do anything.. i do not contribute and i dont know ANYTHING at all!! i dont like to eat alone, watch movies alone.. i rather starve myself or sleep at home than doing these two things alone.. lol.. but i enjoy sitting at some cafe alone sipping coffee and reading books or online.. hhmmm.. perhaps its a form of attention craving too.. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8844021143922195391?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8844021143922195391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8844021143922195391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8844021143922195391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8844021143922195391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/07/attention-craver.html' title='Attention Craver...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5272428697467575926</id><published>2008-07-03T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:38:21.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes. i just felt that there are somethings in this world that you can only dream of. the higher the expectation the greater the disappointment.. hhmm.. perhaps i sound a bit of a pessimist here.. but isnt it true ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things on this earth that you DESIRE to have... but how many will achieve such desires ? nobody knows... i cant say that the possibilities are none.. but the possibilities are definitely low when it comes to these things. for examples : people desire for a model-looking other half with a super duper good personality.. people desire to be Donald Trump.. people desire to be Thomas Edison... people desire to be as rich as Bill Gates.. but then.. how many model-looking with a super duper good personality there are in this world ? How many no.1 businessman in da US are there ? How many great inventors are there ? How many No.1 richest guy on earth are there ?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often set our visions as high as it is.. i read somewhere before that visions are supposed to be set at an achievable stage. Not too far till it is impossible.. We often dream o having those things.. being these peoples... but who knows if they ever wish to be you ? or someone else who wish to be you when in the same time you wish to be someone else ?! Take for example, when you look for a husband... you desire someone with a model features outlook.. with warm smile and dimples.. watery eyes.. big broad strong arms.. tight abs... sings well, plays instruments, knowledgeable, smart, rich, caring, sweet, funny etc etc... its nice to meet and have such a guy as ur husband... but then... how many can have it ? often, someone you like and fall for and suit you da most... doesnt possess so many qualities that yo have set... there is a chinese saying which says it '最适合你的可能不是最贵或最美的，而是那个让你觉得最开心舒适的'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i am saying is that.. you must appreciate what you have and who is there around you that really cares you and love you.. once the chance has passed... there isnt much you can do about it.. And perhaps that someone you trying to woo wants all these qualities.. but u know you are not near that.. dont give up.. give it a try... try your best.. take your most sincere and loving heart out.. you wont know what you will get in return.. just try... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5272428697467575926?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5272428697467575926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5272428697467575926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5272428697467575926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5272428697467575926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-938919623294422828</id><published>2008-07-02T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:05:17.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu and Cold</title><content type='html'>Gosh! Recently, the weather is killing ! It has turned crazy !!! Day time super duper hot, but during the night, it's freezing due to raining... Due to this factor and my weak body, i am down with cold AGAIN! I hate it when i am caught with cold.. ARGHHHhhhhhh.... everyone who knows me well and long enough would know that i am ALWAYS down with cold.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask 10 people ( non medic ) , i think 8 of them wouldnt know the difference between cold and flu. Or perhaps its just me who doesnt know ? hhmmmm.. lol... well.. finally i made it clear.. it's both different sickness but it has similar symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are both cause by different viruses. Generally, flu is worse than cold. People who caught flu will have fever, body aches, extreme tiredness and sometimes dry cough and sore throat. Where as people who caught cold, they would have a runny or stuffy nose only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a table to differentiate it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table str="" style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 457px; height: 175px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 74pt;" width="98"&gt;  &lt;col style="width: 55pt;" width="73"&gt;  &lt;col style="width: 50pt;" width="66"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl23" style="height: 12.75pt; width: 74pt;" str="Symptoms " height="17" width="98"&gt;Symptoms&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl24" style="border-left: medium none; width: 55pt;" str="Flu " width="73"&gt;Flu&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl25" style="border-left: medium none; width: 50pt;" str="Cold " width="66"&gt;Cold&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl26" style="border-top: medium none; height: 12.75pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" height="17"&gt;Appetite&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl22" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" str="Decreased "&gt;Decreased&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl27" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Normal&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl26" style="border-top: medium none; height: 12.75pt;" str="Tiredness " height="17"&gt;Tiredness&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl22" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none;"&gt;Severe&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl27" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none;"&gt;Mild&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl26" style="border-top: medium none; height: 12.75pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" height="17"&gt;Onset of   illness&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl22" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sudden&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl27" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Slow&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl26" style="border-top: medium none; height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;Fever&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl22" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none;" str="High "&gt;High&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl27" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none;"&gt;Mild or No&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl26" style="border-top: medium none; height: 12.75pt; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" height="17"&gt;Headache&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl22" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yes&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl27" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl26" style="border-top: medium none; height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;Muscles&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl22" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none;"&gt;Ache&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl27" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none;"&gt;Normal&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 13.5pt;" height="18"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl28" style="border-top: medium none; height: 13.5pt; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" str="Chills " height="18"&gt;Chills&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl29" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yes&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl30" style="border-top: medium none; border-left: medium none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. hope it helps.. although its not very detailed... :P just help to differentiate it.. Flu and cold should be treated with plenty of fluids and rest.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-938919623294422828?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/938919623294422828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=938919623294422828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/938919623294422828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/938919623294422828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/07/flu-and-cold.html' title='Flu and Cold'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8254474509205284424</id><published>2008-06-26T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:48:36.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATM n PIN</title><content type='html'>Bastard : Hey Bitch, let's go or lunch together !&lt;br /&gt;Bitch : Ok Bastard! But where ?&lt;br /&gt;Bastard : The 'Have Sex' Cafe just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch : Sounds good but i need to go to the ATM machine to get some money first.&lt;br /&gt;Bastard : Okay~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At the ATM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch : SHIT! I forgot my PIN number !&lt;br /&gt;Bastard : Hhhmmmm.. calm down and try this number '114967'&lt;br /&gt;Bitch : Hey! It works! damn you! how would you know my PIN number?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokokok.. its a super super super lame conversation up there.. the main point is.....&lt;br /&gt;i want to bring up the issue about some common mistakes most people do. 1st of all, i would like to share with you the full name for ATM and PIN :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATM : Automated Teller Machine&lt;br /&gt;PIN : Personal Identification Number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mistake is that, most people would like to say 'ATM machine' and 'PIN number'. this is a very wrong thing to do. It is because the 'M' in 'ATM' means MACHINE. By saying 'ATM machine' it means Automated Teller Machine machine. its repeated ! same goes for 'PIN number'. the 'N' in 'PIN' means NUMBER. By saying 'PIN number' means Personal Identification Number number. Its repeated AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of co there are still others.. but i onli can think of this two.. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8254474509205284424?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8254474509205284424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8254474509205284424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8254474509205284424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8254474509205284424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/06/atm-n-pin.html' title='ATM n PIN'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-2946589966093177438</id><published>2008-06-24T17:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:35:46.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/SGDNbtj00II/AAAAAAAAAOg/d-enllyQCfg/s1600-h/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/SGDNbtj00II/AAAAAAAAAOg/d-enllyQCfg/s320/DSC01496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215394244465053826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a pic of the recent me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two months of war with the assignments and exams, i am back into BLOGGING again ! woo hoo!!! *wonders how long it will last me again* Recently i have picked up a quite expensive sport.. which is rock climbing.. well of cause, i went for the indoor rock climbing @ Camp 5, 1 Utama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very interesting and exciting. It is all based on trust and believe. Just like how you would live your life. It's all about trust and believe :) just a single rope which holds you and your partner. You have to trust your partner on your life there. Vice versa.Team work comes in as well... Believe is when you are so exhausted, and you feel like quitting it, then your partner or fren yell ' Go on! you can do it ! ' which it works! you want to push yourself to the limit, and beyond that limit... climb till the top..  the  feeling when you reach at the top its unbelievable !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. enough for the rock climbing thing. This morning, i dream of something really really really horrifying. Have you ever tried so hard to reach for something or goal in life, and in the last minute, you failed ? I know I should be appreciate the process and not care about the result. But, still, there is still this sadness and guilt in you that you cant reach that goal / something. Actually i dream of this............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this 'something' i wanted so badly at the top of the cliff. At 1st, it is so hard to reach as it is so far. then without thinking or using any tools, i went and climb the cliff. Which it doesnt makes sense if i went to put on safety tools and all, it's a dream after all. I climb and climb.. its so tiring.. so so so tiring. i wanted to give up. but i heard someone yelling ' Go on! you can do it ! I support you! ' instantly i knew who was that. i can recognise that voice. haha.. then i went on and on. When i was almost at the top, its just so near that i can touch the 'something' i wanted.. suddenly i saw that someone beside me came and wanted to grab that 'something' away from me. i was so terrified! i use all my strength to jump up onto the cliff to get that 'something'.. the feeling was so nice when i got it.. OMG.. i felt so happy!! finally it is MINE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i woke up... DAMN! the feeling of sadness seeps into me.... again.... i just remembered that last night the news of that 'something' is unable to be owned/achieved by me.. the dream its just something in my subconscious mind that shows how i want it to be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-2946589966093177438?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/2946589966093177438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=2946589966093177438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2946589966093177438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2946589966093177438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/06/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/SGDNbtj00II/AAAAAAAAAOg/d-enllyQCfg/s72-c/DSC01496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8026586544118621291</id><published>2008-04-09T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:40:44.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GUYS! My BirthDay is this SUNDAY! 13th APRIL!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;remember ya... ngek ngek.. &lt;/span&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/18321113-8026586544118621291?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8026586544118621291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8026586544118621291' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8026586544118621291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8026586544118621291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/04/bday.html' title='bday!!!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4841983306904853119</id><published>2008-03-28T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:31:59.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The word : FUCK</title><content type='html'>Few days back, i have changed my msn title to 'Desmond - I'm Fucked Up'... this has startled quite a bit of people as i was getting messages like ' who fuck you?' or 'so you are not virgin anymore?'... my reaction was like What The Fuck!? lol... i was surprised with their responses. I think they might have misunderstood my saying of 'I'm Fucked Up' with 'I Got Fucked'... so this triggers me to teach you guys a lesson....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave this page if you are offended by the word FUCK or you are under the age of 18. thanks.. i wont hold any responsibility against those who had trauma or whatever u have after reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word i am teaching today is : FUCK&lt;br /&gt;It is a vulgar slang. It means that to engage in sexual intercourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. Act as Verb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : Alvin fucks Dessie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Act as Noun&lt;br /&gt;example : Dessie is a fine fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3. Act as Adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : Desmond is fucking handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shows ignorance&lt;br /&gt;example : Fuck if I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5. Shows trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : I guess I am fuck now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Shows aggression&lt;br /&gt;example : Fuck you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7. Shows displeased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : What the fuck is wrong with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Shows difficulty&lt;br /&gt;example : I can't understand this fucking word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9. Shows incompetence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : He is a fuck off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Shows suspicion&lt;br /&gt;example : What the fuck you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;11. Shows enjoyment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : I had a fucking time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Shows as a request&lt;br /&gt;example : Get the fuck out of here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;13. Shows hostility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : I am going to knock your fucking head off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Shows greeting&lt;br /&gt;example : How the fuck are you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;15. Shows apathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : Who gives a fuck ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phrasal Words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. Angry dismissal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : Get the fuck off my face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. spend time idly&lt;br /&gt;example : I am just fucking off around the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3. to masturbate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : I am fucking off while watching porno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. to treat unfairly : take advantage of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : He fucked over me in order to get job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. get over with&lt;br /&gt;example : Get the fuck over with it will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. to make a big mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;example : I am fucked up due to the recent assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. to act carelessly&lt;br /&gt;example : I had fucked up in that exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a pro in it... just to tell what i know only. hehe.. dont scold me oh... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="smallhead"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4841983306904853119?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4841983306904853119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4841983306904853119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4841983306904853119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4841983306904853119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/03/word-fuck.html' title='The word : FUCK'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4205179562226550867</id><published>2008-03-21T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:28:02.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gained Weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today i was at the hospital for my dad's usual check up... damn it was so boring... poor ma.. what to do.. have to go to the Government Hospital for it.. haiz... wait lo.. still got what.. i was there from 7am till 2pm! this is consider as fast.. can you believe it ?! so pls!!! if you have extra money, pls save it up or buy insurance for your medical expenses next time.. *touch wood* but the thing is that its in our life cycle.. being ill.. hehe.. so you are just preparing for it.. so next time when you need the money, you have it already in your acc to go for private hospital.. no long queue, no long hours of waiting, no bad services, no bitter faces, no smelly toilets.... ARGH! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so.. the thing is that, i was so bored that i was walking around the hospital. then i saw a weighing machine.. or should it be weighing scale ? so i just hop on to it.. coz for the past 7 years, my weight (and height)  remains the same... 50KG 160CM... so i wasnt scared or anything.. but then once i was on the damn thing! i saw the figure went ' 60!!!' OMG!!!!! i couldnt believe it!!!! i just jump off the thing n start to give myself lots of excuses.. like the bottle i am carrying, the books i am holding , the shit i was suppose to let go that morning etc etc etc.. so when i came back.. i weigh again.. 55KG!!! damn damn damn... i have grown FATTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i am going on a diet! vegetarian diet and lots of exercises.. i hope i can lose that spare tyre and extra weight i just gained.. ggrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R-PgCAJaEpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oJ9LJSQHUlw/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 231px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R-PgCAJaEpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oJ9LJSQHUlw/s320/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180230321410019986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R-PchAJaEoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lQGw1_JEqnU/s1600-h/DSC01253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 185px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R-PchAJaEoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lQGw1_JEqnU/s320/DSC01253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180226455939453570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                          Before : 50KG   /                                                                                                              After : 55KG&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/18321113-4205179562226550867?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4205179562226550867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4205179562226550867' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4205179562226550867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4205179562226550867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/03/gained-weight.html' title='Gained Weight'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R-PgCAJaEpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oJ9LJSQHUlw/s72-c/DSC00228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5820810217986317172</id><published>2008-03-17T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:59:26.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Fucks</title><content type='html'>Just after some complains from my fren bout relationships.. n i heard of it a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those who cheats on their other half!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those who still controls the other party even after break up!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those who stops other people from falling in love or getting to know the ex!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those who does not even cherish and appreciate what he/she has and complains that he/she is lonely and nobody cares bout them&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those who revenge on their ex with dirty plans n things! ( the only revenge which is allowed is to live a better life than your ex and during the time you and your ex were together, this is what i call a super nice revenge if u insist on one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people might hate me.. coz i know a lot of people who does the 5 things i mentioned.. i know your own life and you have your own right to live it however you want. anyway, if you are doing so, just don't freaking come near to me to have those things done on me! thanks... and in the end... may KARMA comes back to u ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5820810217986317172?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5820810217986317172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5820810217986317172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5820810217986317172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5820810217986317172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/03/five-fucks.html' title='Five Fucks'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4567785355104746748</id><published>2008-03-14T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:00:25.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put Your Head On My Shoulder ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R9qcHXMcUSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-DhN87NUjRw/s1600-h/610_chip_and_Dale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R9qcHXMcUSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-DhN87NUjRw/s320/610_chip_and_Dale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177622371915026722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Put your head on my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Hold me in your arms, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Squeeze me oh so tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Show me that you love me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Put your lips next to mine, dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Won't you kiss me once, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Just a kiss good-night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Maybe you and I will fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Some people say that love's a game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; A game you just can't win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If there's a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'll find it some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And then this fool will rush in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Put your head on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Whisper in my ear baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Words I want to hear tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Tell me that you love me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&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/18321113-4567785355104746748?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4567785355104746748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4567785355104746748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4567785355104746748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4567785355104746748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/03/put-your-head-on-my-shoulder.html' title='Put Your Head On My Shoulder ~'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R9qcHXMcUSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-DhN87NUjRw/s72-c/610_chip_and_Dale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-6457684336440745926</id><published>2008-03-12T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:05:46.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents</title><content type='html'>This year, fortune teller foretells that people who are born in the Dragon Year aka Dragons are prone to accident. Erm... its like the chances of meeting up with an accident is higher than others. These accidents not only referring to car accidents but to all kind of accidents. So, Dragons... watch out and be careful! Drive safely ans slowly... its not wrong to be slow.. just be patience this year! Superstitious? LOL... Up to you to believe it or not.. but i do.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fren, Bon met with an car accident 2 days ago. Damn he was damn lucky. Reason?&lt;br /&gt;1. the guy he bumped into could have died or injured severely if Bon did not turn the car away&lt;br /&gt;2. the guy is someone of the patience and soft type (well mannered and no foul languages or cursing)&lt;br /&gt;3. Bon would have died/ injured severely if the air bag did not pop up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pic below is wat leftover of his car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R9endHMcUQI/AAAAAAAAANo/cKob7W5xHWU/s1600-h/n682046962_696578_3482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R9endHMcUQI/AAAAAAAAANo/cKob7W5xHWU/s320/n682046962_696578_3482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176790415274955010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, its the other guy's fault. LOL.. not to say that i am helping my fren. but its true. well.. this is Bon's 3rd accident in 2008. God, if you are there, pls smack Bon to make him realise that driving fast is BAD! *evil grins* well.. luckily both of them are not injured. just some bruises here and there. Adding this accident to my list, which i do not wish to count(not a pleasant one) this would be the 12th accident i heard of this year. 10 of them are Dragons n i m one of them :( still a stupid dent on the left side of my car ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story ? drive safely! let it be slow as long as it is safe. Biarkan lambat asalkan selamat ^.^ and be careful when you guys do anything too! esp Dragons!!! oh ya.. the fortune teller says that to minimize the risk, one can do more charity or donation work. Esp blood donation :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-6457684336440745926?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/6457684336440745926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=6457684336440745926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6457684336440745926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/6457684336440745926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/03/accidents.html' title='Accidents'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R9endHMcUQI/AAAAAAAAANo/cKob7W5xHWU/s72-c/n682046962_696578_3482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1411344641424736533</id><published>2008-03-03T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:05:55.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweat...</title><content type='html'>Continuing from my previous post.. hhmmm.. tat day i just found out something extraordinary about me.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. this is right after i played badminton.. my frenz n i were sitting down resting.. sweating like a pig of coz.. n i SUCK at playing badminton.. LOL.. well, at least i m trying hard n enjoying the process although being laughed at.. hehe.. so... below is the conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fren A  : Desmond, u look nice when u sweat hor?&lt;br /&gt;Me        : *puzzled* Har?&lt;br /&gt;Fren B  : What do u mean by that ?&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Yaloh.. sweat oso can look nice?&lt;br /&gt;Fren A  : Yeah.. Havent u seen before ppl hu look sexy n seductive when they sweat? n some ppl just look nice when they sweat..&lt;br /&gt;Fren B  : *evil grins* yeah.. sexy n seductive....&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Not Porn Stars u bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. somehow i partially agree with her that some ppl do look nice when they sweat.. when some ppl sweat.. they have this sweaty look.. their face will be redder n their hair wud be wet till a certain level.. plus... the sense of sweat will attract n intrigues the hormon in ppl's body to attract n intrigue other ppl's hormon.... hhmmm.. y do u think perfume can attract ppl? not bcoz they smell nice but they include human sweat in it! its true.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R8vpZcMrvsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ahBQc44bzs8/s1600-h/daniel+wu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R8vpZcMrvsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ahBQc44bzs8/s320/daniel+wu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173485220240539330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R8vpZsMrvtI/AAAAAAAAANY/SLWdvKQgXx8/s1600-h/daniel+wu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R8vpZsMrvtI/AAAAAAAAANY/SLWdvKQgXx8/s320/daniel+wu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173485224535506642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R8vpZ8MrvuI/AAAAAAAAANg/AoBvuFp0FTI/s1600-h/shakira-sweat_wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R8vpZ8MrvuI/AAAAAAAAANg/AoBvuFp0FTI/s320/shakira-sweat_wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173485228830473954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... seriously.. do i look hot n sexy n seductive when i m wet n sweaty ? hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1411344641424736533?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1411344641424736533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1411344641424736533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1411344641424736533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1411344641424736533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweat.html' title='Sweat...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R8vpZcMrvsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ahBQc44bzs8/s72-c/daniel+wu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4308060771847620265</id><published>2008-02-23T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:16:51.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Window</title><content type='html'>People say that your eyes is the window to your soul, 眼睛是灵魂之窗...... it believe it is... watever it is, one look at the eyes will noe wat he is thinking.. lies, happy, grumpy, sad, angry.. the eyes will have the answer to it... it shows emotions.. the inner self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once was told by a teacher ( which she read it from somewhere ) that one's personality is like a window... or shud i say the inner self of someone is like a window.. through the 'eyes', we can look at these windows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7_h16Ya0oI/AAAAAAAAANI/JkPLAan0qNc/s1600-h/Windows.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7_h16Ya0oI/AAAAAAAAANI/JkPLAan0qNc/s400/Windows.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170099213565612674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the window above show the 4 types of inner self/personality of one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. the red one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this is the part where you know that you have and others know it as well... it is very obvious.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2. the blue one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;this is the part where you know that you have it, but others do not know about it.. this is perhaps wat u wanna hide from others or just that you havent reveal to anyone yet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3. the green one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this is the part where you do not know that you have it.. but others know you have it.. it always happen when you blame others or complain about others.. but u do not know you have such criteria as well..( pointing fingers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;4. the yellow one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;this is the part where you and others do not know you have it... its perhaps some skills or personality which are hidden in you... it wont blast out till some day some time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each window will increase or decrease as time goes by.. whether you and others discover it through activities, reading or real life situations... for example, i din noe tat i m such an attention seeker until my fren blasted it out at me... when i think back... WOW.. i m really a attention seeker.. LOL... so this means tat my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; window will decrease and my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; window increase ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun and think bout it.. explore it urself.. this is normally associated with the activity where you have to list out wat is ur strength and weakness and compare with wat your frenz think bout it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4308060771847620265?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4308060771847620265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4308060771847620265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4308060771847620265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4308060771847620265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/02/window.html' title='Window'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7_h16Ya0oI/AAAAAAAAANI/JkPLAan0qNc/s72-c/Windows.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8140805211238138420</id><published>2008-02-20T00:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T02:25:10.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memories of......</title><content type='html'>Aiks... from my previous post ' 劲歌金曲' aka Jade Solid Gold.. i promised to post some pics of celebrities.. b4 n now pics.. but then... i got a new idea... hhmmm.. today.. Lydia Shum 沈殿霞 aka 肥姐 passed away due to liver cancer.. bad news... haiz... another fav HK celebrity of mine passed away... so in this blog.. i put some of my fav chinese celebrities hu had passed away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sdAaYa0gI/AAAAAAAAALg/3bsXZ8i0OzY/s1600-h/roman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sdAaYa0gI/AAAAAAAAALg/3bsXZ8i0OzY/s320/roman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168756890256724482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;1.  Roman Tam 罗文&lt;br /&gt;Nickname : Law Kee 罗基&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth :16th February 1950&lt;br /&gt;Date of Death : 18th October 2002, died of liver cancer&lt;br /&gt;Renowned works :&lt;br /&gt;小李飞刀，家变，亲情，卡门，始终你最好，狮子山下，满江红...&lt;br /&gt;he also brought up famous celebrities like joey yung容祖儿， ekin chen 郑伊健&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sdBKYa0hI/AAAAAAAAALo/NLK47zfQDUk/s1600-h/theresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sdBKYa0hI/AAAAAAAAALo/NLK47zfQDUk/s320/theresa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168756903141626386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sdCqYa0iI/AAAAAAAAALw/sGx6fYOqsP8/s1600-h/theresa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sdCqYa0iI/AAAAAAAAALw/sGx6fYOqsP8/s320/theresa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168756928911430178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Theresa Teng 邓丽君&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth : 29th January 1953&lt;br /&gt;Date of Death : 8th May 1995, died of severe asthma&lt;br /&gt;Renowned works :&lt;br /&gt;her voice is super sweet n soft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hans"&gt;恰似你的温柔,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hans"&gt;夜来香,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh"&gt;月亮代表我的心, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh"&gt;甜蜜蜜, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh"&gt;小城故事, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hans"&gt;忘记他, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hans"&gt;再见，我的爱人, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh"&gt;但愿人长久, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;我只在乎你...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbzaYa0cI/AAAAAAAAALA/VuWdatV4vvw/s1600-h/jim+wong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbzaYa0cI/AAAAAAAAALA/VuWdatV4vvw/s320/jim+wong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755567406797250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;3. James Wong 黄沾&lt;br /&gt;Nickname : jim suk 沾叔&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth : 21st February 1940&lt;br /&gt;Date of Death : 24th November 2004, died of lung cancer&lt;br /&gt;Renowned works :&lt;br /&gt;狮子山下，上海滩，问我，沧海一声笑，将峻岭，男儿当自强, 梁祝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbV6Ya0ZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oyAKEcP5IWU/s1600-h/danny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbV6Ya0ZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oyAKEcP5IWU/s320/danny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755060600656274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbyaYa0aI/AAAAAAAAAKw/a3VT1-lB0QE/s1600-h/danny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbyaYa0aI/AAAAAAAAAKw/a3VT1-lB0QE/s320/danny2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755550226928034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;4. Danny Chan 陈百强&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth : 7th September 1958&lt;br /&gt;Date of Death : 25th October 1993, died after 17 months in coma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;Renowned works :&lt;br /&gt;偏偏喜欢你， 一生何求， 念亲恩，今宵多珍重，相思河畔....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sb0aYa0eI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l3il76mfPAY/s1600-h/leslie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sb0aYa0eI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l3il76mfPAY/s320/leslie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755584586666466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sc-qYa0fI/AAAAAAAAALY/v_UX4K0O8iA/s1600-h/leslie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sc-qYa0fI/AAAAAAAAALY/v_UX4K0O8iA/s320/leslie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168756860191953394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;5. Leslie Cheung 张国荣&lt;br /&gt;Nickname : gor gor 哥哥&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth : 12th September 1956&lt;br /&gt;Date of Death : 1st April 2003, commit suicide&lt;br /&gt;Renowned works :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;英雄本色, 胭脂扣，阿飞正传，纵横四海，霸王别姬，花田喜事，金枝玉叶，夜半歌声，春光乍泄，左右手，追，沉默是金，风再起时，红颜白发，深情相拥...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sb0KYa0dI/AAAAAAAAALI/t37va_45FsQ/s1600-h/leslie+n+anita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sb0KYa0dI/AAAAAAAAALI/t37va_45FsQ/s320/leslie+n+anita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755580291699154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbyqYa0bI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kRnpWdvlJr4/s1600-h/anita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbyqYa0bI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kRnpWdvlJr4/s320/anita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755554521895346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Anita Mui 梅艳芳&lt;br /&gt;Nickname ： ah mui 阿梅，mui jie 梅姐,hundred style queen of pop百变天后&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth : 10th October 1963&lt;br /&gt;Date of Death : 30th December 2003, died of cervical cancer&lt;br /&gt;Renowned works :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;似水流年&lt;/i&gt; ,&lt;i&gt;壞女孩,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;妖女&lt;/i&gt; , &lt;i&gt;烈焰紅唇, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;淑女, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;變&lt;/i&gt; , &lt;i&gt;皇者之風&lt;/i&gt; , &lt;i&gt;鏡花水月, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;審死官, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;東方三俠, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;現代豪俠傳, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;半生緣&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;鍾無艷, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;男歌女唱, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;愛君如夢, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;男人四十.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbTaYa0VI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DGjqX5HrnaE/s1600-h/lydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbTaYa0VI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DGjqX5HrnaE/s320/lydia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755017650983250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbU6Ya0XI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Na4xe4RCn2Y/s1600-h/lydia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbU6Ya0XI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Na4xe4RCn2Y/s320/lydia3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755043420787058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbT6Ya0WI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/obcGmUM6vfU/s1600-h/lydia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbT6Ya0WI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/obcGmUM6vfU/s320/lydia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755026240917858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbVaYa0YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nUpVCSRWEGI/s1600-h/lydia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sbVaYa0YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nUpVCSRWEGI/s320/lydia4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168755052010721666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Lydia Shum 沈殿霞&lt;br /&gt;nickname : 肥姐/ fat sis.. she is well known for her size, dark rimmed glasses &amp;amp; hair.. n her status in HK entertainment industry, she is known as sis..&lt;br /&gt;date of birth : 21st July 1947&lt;br /&gt;date of death : 19th February 2008&lt;br /&gt;Renowned works :&lt;br /&gt;《富贵逼人》, 《富贵再逼人》,《富贵再三逼人》,《富贵吉祥》...&lt;br /&gt;she is also famous for her art of hosting&lt;br /&gt;things i learned/want to learn from her :&lt;br /&gt;1. her laughter.. i bet everyone who noes a tiny bit bout her or HK entertainment industry would know about her laughs.. she likes to laugh.. smile... no matter wat happen.. she will face it with laughter n strongly.. her laughter brings happiness to others..&lt;br /&gt;2. eat.. despite her condition.. she LOVES to eat.. one of her happiness is to eat eat eat.. :P&lt;br /&gt;3.  strong will in living.. even though her condition is bad, she still wanna live on.. her will in living is very strong.. nowadays.. there are a lot of ppl hu wanna die so easily. haiz.. dun treasure wat they have.. tis woman here.. fight so strong just to live.. but.. in the end.. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;4. kind n loving... esp for her daughter n frenz..&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz..... they were the legends... they are the legends... without them, HK entertainment industry wont be as glamourous as now... they are the best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8140805211238138420?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8140805211238138420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8140805211238138420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8140805211238138420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8140805211238138420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-memories-of.html' title='In memories of......'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/R7sdAaYa0gI/AAAAAAAAALg/3bsXZ8i0OzY/s72-c/roman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1417718987111704070</id><published>2008-02-15T08:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:45:13.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 news..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;本文纯属虚构，如有雷同纯属巧合...This article is a sheer fabrication, if has is purely the coincidence identically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, all news papers have reports on the case of Mr. Chen.... i m kinda bored with it.. aiks.. such a case.. why does it have to be on the newspaper for weeks ?! My opinion and point of view ? Publicity, publicity &amp;amp; publicity!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. tats one of my point of view though.. If there is such case, what do you think is the benefit of it? Free publicity of cause! furthermore it involves more than 9 celebrities if i am not mistaken! how cool! It is a kind of marketing strategy.. well, they have it in the 'invincible book of marketing' as such tactics are only applied in real life situation and its unethical to practice such tactics. Thus it is not listed in the BOOKs... It can act as a marketing strategy to get free publicity or as a knife to kill off opponents.. I bet you guys still remember the incident where Mr. Chai was caught on tape having sex with a prostitute.. i was wondering, why would someone want to put a camera in a hotel just to have such scenes on tape? and how sure is he that Mr. Chai will do such things at that time and place? i don't want to talk much about that, but by now you would have guess what i have in mind.. implication of the case? Mr. Chai stepped down from his post.. or or or the 3rd reason! its just a sheer pleasure for doing such things, in short, for fun! who knows? perhaps i am wrong, perhaps i am right. nobody knows what is the real reason of all these. Only the person behind it knows exactly the real reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, i still do not think it is only Mr. Chen and the guys who posted such things fault. If you have to blame, you would have to blame those 'innocent' girls as well! i totally disagree and kind of angry with what Ms. Jill said. being innocent and naive la.. blah blah blah.. talking nonsense there.. no doubt she is brainless or not using her tiny little brain when she said such things. remember last year when she was 'spy' on and took some pics of her 'beautiful back' only?! that time she said she wanted to commit suicide la, this la that la.. cry until the mom oso can't recognise.. that time just a stupid pic of her back want to sue ppl and cry this cry that.. making such a big fuss bout it.. BOK TONG CHING(beg for sympathy) only.. now such thing happen, what she say? naive n innocent.. BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiks... please.. if you can't find a excuse.. just keep your mouth shut! it is better to admit it and be quiet about it when you are caught rather than giving silly excuses which doesnt make sense at all. you are just making urself look like a dumb blonde.. hhmmm... okok.. back to topic.. why the girls have to be blamed as well? the reason is clear.. be responsible for what you did. whether you were drunk, naive, stupid, on drugs or what.. you are you.. an adult jor.. what ever things also must be responsible for your act. you cant run to your mommy n cry n think it will be over right? if it is the case, many murderers can just kill people and run to their mommy and cry and say want to commit suicide and get over with the thing without being punish lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all,  those girls did had sex with Mr. Chen WILLINGLY.. and they are all adult. no news of them reporting that they are being rape.. so it is legal to have sex with your partner... regardless of sex partner or life partner at that moment... chinese have a saying, 你情我愿... it means that both also willing to do so.. so it is not consider as rape or what so ever... hey, you did enjoy that moment right ?! if not why there is that big smile on the face in the pics and after so long also no report of rape? okok.. i sound irresponsible and unethical and not a gentleman for saying such things.. but it is the 21st century.. sex isnt like those days... u wan n willing and i wan n willing.. y not?its just like the theory of demand and supply.. if there is no demand, there wont be supply to reach equilibrium. 2nd, those girls agreed on taking those pics.. oh come on..pls dun say that they did not agree with it.. by the looks on the pic, they look happy! and they can really pose.. some i would say better than porn stars.. hehe.. so y blame Mr. Chen only ?! well... no doubt he is a bad guy and should be punished for taking such pics.. if the girls dun allow and unwilling to, i doubt he can take such 'beautiful' shots.. and have a collection of it.. as for the guys who posted it.. no doubt its just for profitable reasons.. if you want to blame, blame the girls as well!!! punish them as well!! they are in it together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm... i do feel a bit sympathy towards a few girls... such as Ms. BooBoo... the wedding being called off... damn it granny or whoever who called it off! its the 21st century! ppl have sex almost everyday n its a normal thing to do so.. some pics showing it makes that girl a slut n unethical ? come on.. u mean that no pics means she is innocent n clean n ethical?　think again! in the such industry.. a lot of ppl rely on relationship to get famous or get higher ranks or promotions n benefits... some even use they sex appeal to do so.. bribery.. heard of it? its taught in books that it is bad.. but in the world out there.. u dare to say no bribery no using of sex appeal n relationship? think again! sorry.. this is the cruel world.. 2nd Mrs. Cheh... have to divorce? aiyoyoyoyo.. the wife have sex with other guys then must divorce... he must be thinking all girls are still virgins when he marry them or he is still living in the century of his dad's good old days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i think i shall stop here as i think a lot of ppl might hate me for saying such things jor.. haha.. but thats my point of view.. dun like? disagree? i m sorry to say that u can leave. as not everyone on this earth will have the same mindset as u n think like u... dun like then just dun read.. simple..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1417718987111704070?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1417718987111704070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1417718987111704070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1417718987111704070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1417718987111704070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/02/8-news.html' title='8 news..'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3384663296469517612</id><published>2008-02-13T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T02:54:02.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad luck or what?</title><content type='html'>I do not know that whether I am being suspicious or not, but recently I have been having bad lucks! It is not my year I guess. It is because starting from 1st of January 2008, my luck begun to deteriorate from normal towards bad luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk about too far. Just take a look at these events which occur to me for the past few weeks :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1. could not find the nodding head doll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanation : do you guys know the nodding cute little doll that is kind of a trend. well, it has been the trend for a few months now. its a solar operated doll. the 1st doll was the bald one. recently they have monkeys being the most famous one and other cartoon characters such as spiderman, winnie the pooh, pooh bear etc. you can see it almost EVERYWHERE you go, especially night markets. HOWEVER, when i decided to buy one of the bald ones(smaller version) because i think it is cuter than the rest. lol... i could not find it anymore! been to more than 10 different night markets for the past few weeks, but failed! aiks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good news : i still got time to decide wat colour i wan as i have not make up my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bad news : my car looks empty &gt;.&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2. could not find winnie the pooh bear pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explantion : ever since i saw and hug the damn thing in my friend's car last year, i always wanted to have TWO for my own car. its actually a pillow which is the shape of winnie the pooh bear.&lt;br /&gt; it is ONLY the HEAD. unfortunately, it belongs to my friend's little brother which he forgot where they bought it. DANG! every now and then i have seen it in some other strangers' car. i was so tempted to break the window and run away with it. been to night markets, shopping malls.. still no sign of it.. aiks.. but my friends said that they saw it in sg wang.. hhhmmmm... i spent few days walking at sg wang still can't find it.. i wonder why... It is a kind of HUGE pillow, not mat or neck rest for car as i have seen those in night markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good news : save money as the pillow might cost a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bad news : my car STILL looks empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3. want to eat what also dun have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanation : few times i went to night markets, i wanted to sit down at stalls to eat 1st, then only go for tit bits while walking. it is very common to have those stalls which they provide seats and tables right? BUT then, i couldnt find ONE which is available. well, found one or two, but they are all packed with people. Then i changed my mind to take tit bits such as yam sago, smelly tauhu, fried chicken, durian etc... DANG! all sold out or they dun have it there!!!!! and its only 9pm!!!!! -.-" not only once i tried it, but few times!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good news : can keep fit by walking A LOT &amp;amp; not eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bad news : got gastric :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4. missing dvd games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanation : been looking for pc dvd games for quite a while. especially for the two games i wanted so badly, 'Need For Speed Carbon' &amp;amp; 'O2Jam'... okok.. i know it is very old games, but i wanted to play it sooooo loooonnnnngggggg ago.. haiz... tat day so happy found it at night market at SS2! weeeeeeeee... then bought it for RM20.. i was carrying my god bro's bag. i open the zip and PUT the DVDs into the bag and zip it back. and went back happily. when i reached my car, i couldnt find the DVDs!!! damn it lo!!!! even my god bro saw me putting it INTO the bag... NOT outside.. SHIT! who would wanna steal DVD games!!! the bag was in good condition, no holes or anything.. haiz.. it went disappeared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good news : i did some charity work by donating money &amp;amp; DVD games, found the games i wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bad news : i lost RM20 for nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Jam? Sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanation : that day i woke up very early and slept very late the night b4.. i am famous for sleeping... hehe.. being a pig.. i always sleep. din sleep enuf.. sure damn sleepy! after night market, my god bro drove me back to sunway to take my car. we use the LDP. well, i thought to myself, sure JAM! coz its around 6+pm.. the usual very JAM route and hour... good.. nice to sleep.. but duno why.... NO JAM tat day!!! dang!! not even a holiday!!!! smooth like SHIT only!! ggrrrr..... damn it.. reached sunway from SS2 in 10 minutes time... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good news : NO JAM!!! save petrol and time, stress free!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bad news : din sleep, damn sleepy when i went for visiting later on, blur blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanation : hhmmm... finally ! after two years of driving with the P sticker... i tot to myself, not bad, not a single accident... tat day itself only, i met with an accident -.-" the usual route back to my house. its a crossroad. i m coming from south to north. then the road which is west-east is very lil ppl drive de. very lil car. west side is a dead end. east side is park with lots of cars. u noe me, i dun like to speed, dun drive fast. i just dun like being slow.. hehe.. then i did not brake lo, wa going 40 mph. then a STUPID car came from the left(west) n bang into my car!!!! heart pain pain... 1st car accident. well, i admit it was my fault for not slowing down. BUT all of a sudden !!! y NOW!!!! y tis road!!!! ARGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good news : its CNY eve and the guy says that nevermind, no need to pay back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bad news : a dent on my car T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the 6 obvious things i can think of. bigger things. still got others which i lazy to write. my fren told me to bathe with pomelo leaf. hehe.. dun care, just try! LOL. well, chinese believe that by bathing with it, it cleanses oneself and make all the bad luck go away. any more ways to make someone luckier?! tell me pls... hehe.. i m so desperate now.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3384663296469517612?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3384663296469517612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3384663296469517612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3384663296469517612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3384663296469517612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/02/bad-luck-or-what.html' title='Bad luck or what?'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1239682951704196483</id><published>2008-02-10T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:55:18.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscopes...</title><content type='html'>Been thinking about wat to blog.. then suddenly my frenz asked me, 'why do you list out those horoscopes in your msn personal msg? ' .. hhmmm... well.. i explained to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason i wrote those is bcoz according to some horoscopes' websites, i m supposed to get along well with them either in terms of frenship or relationship.. HAHA... well.. i kinda blif in horoscopes sometimes.. every morning b4 i go to the college, i wud turn to section two STAR newspaper to read my horoscope for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. i cant say tat it is 100% accurate.. but most of them are.. n it is up to u to blif or not.. i cant force u to blif it, rite? everything is like tat, when u blif it, it is there.. when u dun blif it, then it is not there.. for example, feng shui, ghost, stars etc etc... but the safest n smartest way is to blif partly n judge it based on ur own perception n judgment.. n it also can act as a guide in life.. i m not an expert in these kind of things.. but i do noe a lil bit bout it... well.. at least for my own horoscope.. ARIES! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries, Leo, Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius &amp;amp; Aquarius... these are the horoscopes tat are predicted to match with my personality n horoscopes.. but not 100% accurate as diff ppl will have diff sides of it coz its not onli based on horoscope ONLY... there are other things tat nid to take into account such as the environment, social lifestyle, chinese horoscope etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ARIES : ARIES 白羊座：白羊座/牧羊座（MARCH21-APRIL20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Friendship     友情：★★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Relationship  爱情：★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ARIES : TAURUS 白羊座：金牛座(APRIL21-MAY20)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Friendship     友情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Relationship  爱情：★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ARIES : GEMINI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;白羊座：双子座(MAY21-JUNE21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Friendship　　友情：★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARIES : CANCER &lt;/span&gt;白羊座：巨蟹座(JUNE22-JULY22)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Friendship　　友情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ARIES : LEO 白羊座：狮子座(JULY23-AUGUST23)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Friendship　　友情：★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ARIES : VIRGO 白羊座：处女座(AUGUST24-SEPTEMBER22)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Friendship　　友情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ARIES : LIBRA 白羊座：天秤座(SEPTEMBER23-OCTOBER23)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Friendship　　友情：★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ARIES : SCORPIO 白羊座：天蝎座(OCTOBER24-NOVEMBER22)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Friendship　　友情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ARIES : SAGITTARIUS 白羊座：射手座(NOVEMBER23-DECEMBER21)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Friendship　　友情：★★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Relationship　爱情：★★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ARIES : CAPRICORN 白羊座：摩羯座/山羊座(DECEMBER22-JANUARY20)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Friendship　　友情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ARIES : AQUARIUS 白羊座：水瓶座(JANUARY21-FEBRUARY18)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Friendship　　友情：★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ARIES : PISCES 白羊座：双鱼座(FEBRUARY19-MARCH20)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Friendship　　友情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Relationship　爱情：★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i call upon Aries, Leo, Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius &amp;amp; Aquarius to make a move to get to noe me!!! LOL!!! well.. it doesnt mean tat ppl with other horoscopes shudnt be frenz with me! lol.. i do have a lot of close frens hu are scorpios... ^.^ so just try it out! lol... just for fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1239682951704196483?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1239682951704196483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1239682951704196483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1239682951704196483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1239682951704196483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/02/horoscopes.html' title='Horoscopes...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-637178117552127048</id><published>2008-02-08T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:25:42.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>勁歌金曲</title><content type='html'>Got home from visiting today.. CNY 1st day.. hehe... damn tired... then i turned on the tv.. n saw.. WOW!!! they are showing Jade Solid Gold Awards from its 1st year till the most recent one 1984-2007 on Astro Dragon Package!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i then park myself in front of the tv n keep switching between the channels... when i was switching between the channels.. i heard a lot of songs... nice songs.. good songs.. great songs.. my fav singers... OOooooooOOOOOOoooooOOOOo... songs &amp;amp; singers that brought up a lot of memories in my heart... hehe.. maybe i was influenced by my mom n siblings as my age gap with them are very big.. i m only 20 yo.. but i noe a lot of great songs tat is way past my times.. like all the 23 years... each year there are also songs n singers which makes me think back.. hehe... i bet a lot of ppl wud also have lots of memories when i  mention such songs n singers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now.. here is the list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1983(awards held in 1984)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《今宵多珍重》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E7%99%BE%E5%BC%B7&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳百強"&gt;陳百強&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E7%99%BE%E5%BC%B7&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳百強"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《常在我心間》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%97%9C%E6%AD%A3%E5%82%91&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="關正傑"&gt;關正傑&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%BB%83%E9%9C%B2%E5%84%80&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="黃露儀"&gt;黃露儀&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《零時十分》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8F%B6%E5%80%A9%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="叶倩文"&gt;葉倩文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《愛在深秋》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%AD%9A%E8%A9%A0%E9%BA%9F&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="譚詠麟"&gt;譚詠麟&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《似水流年》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%85%E8%89%B7%E8%8A%B3&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梅艷芳"&gt;梅艷芳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《Monica》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《幻影》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%AD%9A%E8%A9%A0%E9%BA%9F&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="譚詠麟"&gt;譚詠麟&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《情已逝》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%AD%B8%E5%8F%8B&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張學友"&gt;張學友&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《不羈的風》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《當年情》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《有誰共鳴》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《遙遠的她》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%AD%B8%E5%8F%8B&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張學友"&gt;張學友&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《朋友》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%AD%9A%E8%A9%A0%E9%BA%9F&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="譚詠麟"&gt;譚詠麟&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《千億個夜晚》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%9E%97%E5%AD%90%E7%A5%A5&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="林子祥"&gt;林子祥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《烈燄紅唇》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%85%E8%89%B7%E8%8A%B3&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梅艷芳"&gt;梅艷芳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《流下眼淚前》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BE%90%E5%B0%8F%E9%B3%B3&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="徐小鳳"&gt;徐小鳳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《太陽星辰》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%AD%B8%E5%8F%8B&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張學友"&gt;張學友&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《無心睡眠》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《貼身》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《Stand By Me》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%85%E8%89%B7%E8%8A%B3&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梅艷芳"&gt;梅艷芳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《祝福》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%91%89%E8%92%A8%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="葉蒨文"&gt;葉蒨文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《大地》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Beyond&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="Beyond"&gt;Beyond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《煙雨淒迷》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E7%99%BE%E5%BC%B7&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳百強"&gt;陳百強&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《沉默是金》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%A8%B1%E5%86%A0%E5%82%91&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="許冠傑"&gt;許冠傑&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《胭脂扣》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%85%E8%89%B7%E8%8A%B3&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梅艷芳"&gt;梅艷芳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1989 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《夕陽之歌》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%85%E8%89%B7%E8%8A%B3&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梅艷芳"&gt;梅艷芳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《一生不變》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%9D%8E%E5%85%8B%E5%8B%A4&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="李克勤"&gt;李克勤&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《誰明浪子心》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E7%8E%8B%E5%82%91_%28%E6%AD%8C%E6%89%8B%29&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="王傑 (歌手)"&gt;王傑&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《千千闕歌》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E6%85%A7%E5%AB%BB&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳慧嫻"&gt;陳慧嫻&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《一生何求》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E7%99%BE%E5%BC%B7&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳百強"&gt;陳百強&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《由零開始》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%9C%8B%E6%A6%AE&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張國榮"&gt;張國榮&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《真的愛你》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Beyond&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="Beyond"&gt;Beyond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《相逢何必曾相識》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%94%A3%E5%BF%97%E5%85%89&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="蔣志光"&gt;蔣志光&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%9F%8B%E7%B6%BA%E5%A7%8D&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="韋綺姍"&gt;韋綺姍&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《焚心以火》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%91%89%E8%92%A8%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="葉蒨文"&gt;葉蒨文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《光輝歲月》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Beyond&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="Beyond"&gt;Beyond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《特別的愛給特別的你》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E4%BC%8D%E6%80%9D%E5%87%B1&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="伍思凱"&gt;伍思凱&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《你知道我在等你嗎》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E6%B4%AA%E9%87%8F&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張洪量"&gt;張洪量&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《每天愛妳多一些》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%AD%B8%E5%8F%8B&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張學友"&gt;張學友&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《今夜你會不會來》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%BB%8E%E6%98%8E&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="黎明"&gt;黎明&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《信自己》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%91%89%E8%92%A8%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="葉蒨文"&gt;葉蒨文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%9D%9C%E5%BE%B7%E5%81%89&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="杜德偉"&gt;杜德偉&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《一起走過的日子》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8A%89%E5%BE%B7%E8%8F%AF&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="劉德華"&gt;劉德華&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《我來自北京》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%BB%8E%E6%98%8E&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="黎明"&gt;黎明&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《分手總要在雨天》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%AD%B8%E5%8F%8B&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張學友"&gt;張學友&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《情人知己》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%91%89%E8%92%A8%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="葉蒨文"&gt;葉蒨文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《容易受傷的女人》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E7%8E%8B%E9%9D%96%E9%9B%AF&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="王靖雯"&gt;王靖雯&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《紅日》、《舊歡如夢》──&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%9D%8E%E5%85%8B%E5%8B%A4&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="李克勤"&gt;李克勤&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;執迷不悔 --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E7%8E%8B%E8%8F%B2&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="王菲"&gt;王靖雯&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;狂野之城 主唱: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%83%AD%E5%AF%8C%E5%9F%8E&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="郭富城"&gt;郭富城&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 等你等到我心痛 主唱: 張學友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;祇想一生跟你走 主唱: 張學友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;選擇 主唱: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%9E%97%E5%AD%90%E7%A5%A5&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="林子祥"&gt;林子祥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;、葉蒨文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;吻別 主唱: 張學友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;你是如此難以忘記 主唱: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%81%E6%9C%9D%E5%81%89&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梁朝偉"&gt;梁朝偉&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 新鴛鴦蝴蝶夢 主唱: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%BB%83%E5%AE%89&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="黃安"&gt;黃安&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%9D%8E%E5%85%8B%E5%8B%A4&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="李克勤"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%A4%A2%E4%B8%AD%E4%BA%BA&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="夢中人"&gt;夢中人&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E7%8E%8B%E9%9D%96%E9%9B%AF&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="王靖雯"&gt;--王靖雯&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%88%91%E7%AD%89%E5%88%B0%E8%8A%B1%E5%85%92%E4%B9%9F%E8%AC%9D%E4%BA%86&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="我等到花兒也謝了"&gt;我等到花兒也謝了&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%AD%B8%E5%8F%8B&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張學友"&gt;張學友&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%A5%B3%E4%BA%BA%E7%9A%84%E5%BC%B1%E9%BB%9E&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="女人的弱點"&gt;女人的弱點&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%91%89%E8%92%A8%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="葉蒨文"&gt;葉蒨文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;忘情水--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8A%89%E5%BE%B7%E8%8F%AF&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="劉德華"&gt;劉德華&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;用心良苦--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E5%AE%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張宇"&gt;張宇&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;濃情化不開--周華健 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;捨不得你 -- 鄭秀文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;默契 —— 鄭秀文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;妳的名字, 我的姓氏 —— 張學友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;情深說話未曾講 —— 黎明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;當年情(張國榮) 主唱: 黎明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;爱是永恒--張學友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;歡樂今宵 —— 古巨基&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;愛的呼喚 —— 郭富城&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;我的天、我的歌 —— 許志安&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;原來你什麼都不要 --張惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;越吻越傷心 - 蘇永康&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;天下無雙 - 陳奕迅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;甲乙丙丁 - 許志安、鄭中基、張學友笨小孩 主唱: 劉德華、柯受良、吳宗憲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;牽手 - 張惠妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;最近比較煩 - 周華健、李宗盛、黃品冠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;幸福摩天輪——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E5%A5%95%E8%BF%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳奕迅"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;插曲——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%84%AD%E7%A7%80%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="鄭秀文"&gt;鄭秀文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;羅馬假期——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8F%A4%E5%B7%A8%E5%9F%BA&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="古巨基"&gt;古巨基&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;來夜方長—— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%98%87%E6%B0%B8%E5%BA%B7&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="蘇永康"&gt;蘇永康&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E6%BD%94%E5%84%80&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳潔儀"&gt;陳潔儀&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;讓我取暖—— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E7%8E%8B%E5%8A%9B%E5%AE%8F&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="王力宏"&gt;王力宏&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BD%AD%E7%BE%9A&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="彭羚"&gt;彭羚&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;愛你一萬年——劉德華 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;心如刀割——張學友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;許願——古巨基、梁詠琪 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《少女的祈禱》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A5%8A%E5%8D%83%E5%AC%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="楊千嬅"&gt;楊千嬅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《活著VIVA》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%AC%9D%E9%9C%86%E9%8B%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="謝霆鋒"&gt;謝霆鋒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《K歌之王》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E5%A5%95%E8%BF%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳奕迅"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《感情線上》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%84%AD%E7%A7%80%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="鄭秀文"&gt;鄭秀文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《祝君好》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E6%99%BA%E9%9C%96&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張智霖"&gt;張智霖&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Shall We Talk - 陳 奕 迅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Para Para Sakura - 郭富城&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;玉蝴蝶 - 謝霆鋒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;終身美麗 - 鄭秀文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;爛泥 - 許志安&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《好心分手》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;卢巧音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《高妹正傳》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%81%E8%A9%A0%E7%90%AA&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梁詠琪"&gt;梁詠琪&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《傷逝》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%91%89%E8%92%A8%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="葉蒨文"&gt;葉蒨文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《明年今日》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E5%A5%95%E8%BF%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳奕迅"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《如果有一天》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8A%89%E5%BE%B7%E8%8F%AF&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="劉德華"&gt;劉德華&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《我的驕傲》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%AE%B9%E7%A5%96%E5%85%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="容祖兒"&gt;容祖兒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《可惜我是水瓶座》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A5%8A%E5%8D%83%E5%AC%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="楊千嬅"&gt;楊千嬅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《十面埋伏》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E5%A5%95%E8%BF%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳奕迅"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《七友》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A2%81%E6%BC%A2%E6%96%87&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="梁漢文"&gt;梁漢文&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《愛與誠》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8F%A4%E5%B7%A8%E5%9F%BA&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="古巨基"&gt;古巨基&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《世上只有》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%AE%B9%E7%A5%96%E5%85%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="容祖兒"&gt;容祖兒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《小城大事》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A5%8A%E5%8D%83%E5%AC%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="楊千嬅"&gt;楊千嬅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《美中不足》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%A8%B1%E5%BF%97%E5%AE%89&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="許志安"&gt;許志安&lt;/a&gt;、&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%91%89%E5%BE%B7%E5%AB%BB&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="葉德嫻"&gt;葉德嫻&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《希望》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E6%85%A7%E7%90%B3&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳慧琳"&gt;陳慧琳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《無賴》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%84%AD%E4%B8%AD%E5%9F%BA&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="鄭中基"&gt;鄭中基&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《天才與白痴》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8F%A4%E5%B7%A8%E5%9F%BA&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="古巨基"&gt;古巨基&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《烈女》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%A5%8A%E5%8D%83%E5%AC%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="楊千嬅"&gt;楊千嬅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《夕陽無限好》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E5%A5%95%E8%BF%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳奕迅"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;最佳損友——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E5%A5%95%E8%BF%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳奕迅"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;愛得太遲——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8F%A4%E5%B7%A8%E5%9F%BA&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="古巨基"&gt;古巨基&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;情歌——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%81%B4%E7%94%B0&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="側田"&gt;側田&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;華麗邂逅——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%AE%B9%E7%A5%96%E5%85%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="容祖兒"&gt;容祖兒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;離家出走——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E8%A1%9B%E8%98%AD&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="衛蘭"&gt;衛蘭&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《酷愛》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%BC%B5%E6%95%AC%E8%BB%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="張敬軒"&gt;張敬軒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《富士山下》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E9%99%B3%E5%A5%95%E8%BF%85&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="陳奕迅"&gt;陳奕迅&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《花落誰家》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E6%9D%8E%E5%85%8B%E5%8B%A4&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="李克勤"&gt;李克勤&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《愛回家》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%8F%A4%E5%B7%A8%E5%9F%BA&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="古巨基"&gt;古巨基&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《零時零分》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%AE%B9%E7%A5%96%E5%85%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="容祖兒"&gt;容祖兒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《男人KTV》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%81%B4%E7%94%B0&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="側田"&gt;側　田&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《小小》——&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%AE%B9%E7%A5%96%E5%85%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="容祖兒"&gt;容祖兒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;《心花怒放》──&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://zh.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=%E5%AE%B9%E7%A5%96%E5%85%92&amp;amp;variant=zh-tw" title="容祖兒"&gt;容祖兒&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are just some of the songs.. one small part of it.. from the jade solid gold awards.. hehe... hope u guys enjoy.. next post i think i will post some of the changes of singers.. hehe..  i love all these songs... mmmm.. hope u guys like it n refresh ur memories.. ^.^ share with me some of the songs u think its in that year.. so i can list it inside..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-637178117552127048?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8069924873392634306</id><published>2008-02-06T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:56:35.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad luck...</title><content type='html'>y recently so SUAY?!?!?!??!?!?!!?!??!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHH... everything just goes opposite of wat i wanted... everything just went on n on... all bad things keep on happening to me... y y y y y.... haizzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my 1st accident today... damn it man!!!! car pain pain, heart pain pain... &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad luck until i oso duno how to say arh..... hope CNY fai fai change my luck luck la... pls....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8069924873392634306?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8069924873392634306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8069924873392634306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8069924873392634306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8069924873392634306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/02/bad-luck.html' title='Bad luck...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8628903019505592480</id><published>2008-01-16T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T19:37:46.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Judo class</title><content type='html'>AWWWW!!! i cant feel my arms &amp;amp; legs anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a msg from Cedric asking how i was n was i paralyze or gonna kick the bucket.. &gt;.&lt;" well.. at least he still takes note of me and cares bout me.. LOL.. not complaining.. i wonder if anyone even notices me.. ^.^ okok.. back to the topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for my 1st JUDO class yesterday evening! WEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... after months of persuasion n busy schedule n duties to attend, i finally went for my 1st class!! Bon &amp;amp; Jin joined it earlier on.. all 3 of us are supposed to join together at the same time.. but.. shit happened..LOL.. i joined later.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st class... nervous of coz! i dun even noe wat to do.. dun really noe the road to the Sports Centre.. aiks.. n the jam really not helping it at all! plus i had heard a lot from Bon &amp;amp; Jin bout all the crazy things they did.. OMG! SCARY~!!!! then the time had came.. stepped into the dojo.. not bad after all.. LOL.. borrowed a uniform know as Ghi(duno how to spell but it sounds like tat).. it was fucking heavy! like few KGs of cotton!! damn it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class started by Tom ( one of the sensei ) teaching us some techniques.. couldnt get it coz its onli my 1st class.. ARGHH!!! blurry.. LOL.. hope i can get used to it.. then i was taken aside to learn the basic moves.. while Bon n others practice.. yeah yeah.. the basic moves!! which is HOW TO FALL!!! cool eh? i learn ways of falling without hurting myself.. at 1st it was Tom hu taught me.. it was ok.. getting the moves slowly.. then he asked me to practice alone.. okok.. then the old sensei came!!! &gt;.&lt;" 1st.. i m freaking scared of him.. 2nd is tat i barely could get wat he was saying... all i hear is 'buttocks, roll, straight.. n NO!!!!' LOL.. about 15 minutes with the old sensei.. b4 the class dismiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... i just learnt how to fall.. good way of starting.. then while i was walking down the stairs leaving.. my legs are like WEAK!! like no strength at all.. cant feel my legs.. WOW! i cant blif tat JUDO can do this to me.. LOL.. COOL!!!! at nite. i couldnt sleep .. coz i was thinking bout all the moves.. LOL.. make sure i dun forget any part of it.. hehe.. today woke up.. i just cant feel my arms n legs anymore.. damn painfuL!!!! argh... wat to do.. as they say, no pain no gain.. LOL.. looking forward to the next lesson next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8628903019505592480?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8628903019505592480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8628903019505592480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8628903019505592480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8628903019505592480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-judo-class.html' title='1st Judo class'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-2164374843533132056</id><published>2008-01-10T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T23:51:04.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Silly/crazy things i do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hhmmm.. 20 years old tis year... out of the teenage years.. i m not a teen anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;its tat a good thing? or a bad thing? duno.. dun care.. i just live my life to the fullest onli.. okok.. so i had something in my mind.. feel like trying to let everyone noe more bout me.. start by listing 20 ( coz 20 yo) silly/crazy things i do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when i walk past my parents at the sink washing their dishes,  sometimes i will pinch  their ass :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;2. talk to my pets like they are my best fren.. tell them everything tat i have encountered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. eat 8 meals a day during hols.. breakfast, 2nd breakfast, lunch, tea, early dinner, late dinner, supper and 2nd supper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;4. buy dozens of books but only read them once in a blue moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. lie on the floor face down not doing anything out of boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;6. sneak out around 3-5am just to buy something to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. sit at shopping malls' seats and look at people... how they dress, how they carry themselves, hu are they with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;8. call my house phone from my room with HP to get my mom/sis to lower down the TV volume although its just few feets away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. move from library -&gt; com lab -&gt; McD -&gt; centrepoint -&gt; canteen -&gt; fren house -&gt; college lobby just to get internet connection to play CS with two other frenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;10. piss from my balcony all the way down when i was 6/7 yo (staying on the 3rd floor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. imagine i m some super heroes n start fighting with my imaginary companions against my imaginary foes... each time diff hero diff power diff story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;12. spend whole day taking pics of myself in the room. alternating all the clothes in my cupboard n changing my hairstyle to suit my look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. throw popcorn at ppl in the cinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;14. scream loudly under the water at the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. pull the noodle as high as possible just to find the end of the noodle to put into the spoon b4 eating it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;16. make funny noises when i m too bored . esp lying on the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. open the freezer n put my head inside when the weather is too hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;18. lie on the floor/grass/on top of my car just to stare at the night/day sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. dance/make some silly moves all out of a sudden when i m bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;20. do head/hand stand on my bed OR put all my arms n legs up while i m lying on the bed just to get myself tired n sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i guess tat its not very silly/crazy after all.. i bet some of u might just say tat watever i do its just silly/crazy.. hhmm.. hu cares.. i like to do wat i do.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-2164374843533132056?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/2164374843533132056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=2164374843533132056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2164374843533132056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2164374843533132056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/01/20-sillycrazy-things-i-do.html' title='20 Silly/crazy things i do'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7944886028747390053</id><published>2008-01-01T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:29:08.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Be fit fit n leng leng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. go for judo classes&lt;br /&gt;3. get an external hard disk&lt;br /&gt;4. read all the books i bought ( 28 unread ones)&lt;br /&gt;5. sleep early ( by 12am)&lt;br /&gt;6. eat healthily&lt;br /&gt;7. dun bitch too much&lt;br /&gt;8. grow up n careless bout others business&lt;br /&gt;9. appreciate more of my family and close frenz&lt;br /&gt;10. sing well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/18321113-7944886028747390053?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7944886028747390053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7944886028747390053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7944886028747390053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7944886028747390053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-resolution-2008.html' title='New Year Resolution 2008'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7778240636921473597</id><published>2007-12-21T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T18:26:11.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think in Other's shoe...</title><content type='html'>Recently i had a chat with Alfred bro.. hhmmm.. i learnt something from him.. think of something or judge on things in tat someone's shoe... take tis for example.. i m a 19yo teen.. then i m in this situation where i m short of cash coz my mom nids money for operation.. n i fell into depression.. coz of stress from it n loads of assignments.. then when i tell someone hu are older.. just hoping tat i can tell someone.. tats all.. not with the hope of they give me money of coz.. then.. tat someone just say tat i bitch about it.. say me fan.. n say its just a small matter.. -.-" hhmmm.. as for me.. i will feel very sad lo.. in this kind of situation.. u say i fan n bitch bout everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. came this god bro.. he told me tat its ok.. life is like tat.. at 1st he tot tat i m annoying too.. but then when he think bout it.. its a growing process.. he have gone tru it... he understand my feeling.. n help me by talking to me n listening to me.. he said tat its my attitude tat i m like tat.. n he is ok with it.. n tis is the time when someone older gives help n chance to me when i nid it.. so i m very glad tat he did so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis story says tat.. no matter wat u do.. must think in tat person's shoe.. to tat person, the matter seems big n important as tat person is still new at it n trying to grow with it.. u are not helping by just judging tat person by saying they fan or ask them to keep quiet n stuff.. for all those extra years of experience and knowledge u got over tat person for being in tat age.. i bet u wud think tat the same matter is such a small one coz u ady got everything it takes to handle it.. y dun u just think of it from his point of view? rather than getting angry n scolding him for being in tat stage.. i m sure u have been tru tat time n stage too.. n tat time i m sure u wan someone to listen to u n help u.. but not scolding u.. rite? if u are able to think of things in tat person's shoe.. i bet there wud be a lot more hope in this world.. n less ppl will commit suicide..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7778240636921473597?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7778240636921473597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7778240636921473597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7778240636921473597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7778240636921473597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/12/think-in-others-shoe.html' title='Think in Other&apos;s shoe...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4076759016907577614</id><published>2007-12-21T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T01:17:24.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP BITCHING!!!</title><content type='html'>OK... life is like tat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i noe the real meaning of ' frenz in school days must appreciate it as u wont get fren hu are as sincere as those from school..' when i trusted someone, n i got betrayed over n over again.. or just got cheated over n over again.. just lost the trust in ppl... n how ppl are so realistic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its just tat diff ppl will just have diff taste.. if i aint ur taste.. i take the hint.. hehe.. sometimes its just hard to please someone.. esp when they dun talk to u, act arrogant nia.. then if u try to talk with them or communicate with a sincere heart of just being a fren, they say u stupid or dumb or childish.. or they will say u fan.. if u say 'fine, if tats the case, got the hint n leave u..' then they say u small gas.. WTF man!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhmmm.. thx to god bro chris... i shall go on with the DMOP (Desmond Make Over Plan) as soon as possible now... n i shall make revenge.. ngek ngek.. LOL.. okok.. stop bitching around n get on with my life.. nobody appreciate having me as a fren? i shall not bitch about it anymore.. aint worth it.. ^.^ accept me for hu i m not wan me to become the one u wan in ur heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion? stop bitching, Desmond!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4076759016907577614?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4076759016907577614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4076759016907577614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4076759016907577614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4076759016907577614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/12/stop-bitching.html' title='STOP BITCHING!!!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3047003566115384901</id><published>2007-12-05T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:22:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><content type='html'>After watching the movie 'Enchanted', i was amazed by the plot, setting, characters, make ups etc... its actually very entertaining.. i tot it was something for the kids.. lol.. but it turns out to be quite entertaining n i got a few lessons from it.. some point of views.. some things which i had forgot long ago.. perhaps u guys too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is something simple... it shud be simple.. when everything is gone, or shit happens, just think of the things which attracts u to that guy/gal... u wud be surprised by the outcome... if u realise, its just a sweet smile, watery eyes, cute lil dimples or perhaps just a silly lil movement... its really sweet when u think of it.. sad things happens all the while.. so are u gonna spend all ur happy times on it ? no rite? LOL.. quote from the movie.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the greatest power of all.. is the kiss of a true love... LOL.. it is indeed the greatest power of all.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr/Ms Perfect.. i wonder y everyone is looking for such individuals... n does such person really exist? the answer... depends.. depends on wat is ur Mr/Ms Perfect.. as different ppl wan different things.. however, the one tat suits us the most.. be with us the longest.. happiest.. wud be Mr/Ms Right... n this individual is usually not 100% perfect.. perhaps just 50% ? lol... but then they are happily together forever n ever..  so y wud someone dream of Perfect when wat suits us is Right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my previous posts... i think a lot of ppl might have misunderstood me.. hhmmm.. but i just dun wanna say anything bout it.. if u dun blif me.. then i duno wat shud i say.. watever i say oso u wont blif.. but bear in mind.. i dun simply fuck ppl off.. n after watching the movie.. i just realise tat watever we do.. just keep an optimistic mindset n happy n the most important thing... LOVE... then it wud be a better day for u, me, n everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya everyone.. spread the love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3047003566115384901?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3047003566115384901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3047003566115384901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3047003566115384901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3047003566115384901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/12/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7843347342382785546</id><published>2007-12-01T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:29:22.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Or Embarassing ?!</title><content type='html'>here is a situation at work today.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its meal time!!! cool!!! then i went to the staff canteen to look around. i was looking at the food menu n figuring what should i eat.. once i m done with ordering, then i notice tat someone is looking at me.. i tot i noe tat someone.. so i looked back at tat someone n smile.. damn cute! LOL.. well, tat someone is kinda cute.. hehe... after tat, i stand next to the water cooler to wait for my food. after about few minutes, tat someone came over to take water.. refill the water bottle.. hehe.. after tat someone turn on the tap, tat someone looked at me.. AGAIN! lol.. then i was too shy.. then i turn away to look the other side.. then when i turn back, tat someone still looking at me! tis time tat someone smiled! then i smiled back.. hehe.. while i was trying to avoid tat someone's eyes, the funniest thing happened~! the water bottle over flow n spilled! LOLOLOL... i just noe tat someone blushed n we were both giggling away... cute or embarassing ?! LOL.. i think its cute... well.. its on tat someone hu is kinda cute.. i duno.. hehe... hope i get to meet tat someone again tml.. looking forward to it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS AMINGO~! time to sleep.. hehe.. my legs are killing me... thx to the stupid carpark paying machine of ioi mall !! n of coz my work.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : there is no point in treating someone good if tat someone doesnt appreciate me... after so long.... i think i had enuf of it.. i tried watever i cud... i m a failure.. i give up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7843347342382785546?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7843347342382785546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7843347342382785546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7843347342382785546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7843347342382785546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/12/cute-or-embarassing.html' title='Cute Or Embarassing ?!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3529459443571920856</id><published>2007-11-29T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:22:12.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>I am an egoistic and childish lil brat.. n the worst part is that i m denying it! SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;LO&lt;br /&gt;LON&lt;br /&gt;LONE&lt;br /&gt;LONEL&lt;br /&gt;LONELY&lt;br /&gt;LONEL&lt;br /&gt;LONE&lt;br /&gt;LON&lt;br /&gt;LO&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by posting those previous posts.. i m admitting it unconsciously...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3529459443571920856?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3529459443571920856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3529459443571920856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3529459443571920856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3529459443571920856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8208626201796144349</id><published>2007-11-27T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:32:31.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick And Tired</title><content type='html'>It's funny how people sees me as someone very childish and ugly.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. it's not that i m denying the fact that i m childish sometimes.. hu doesnt ?! at certain time or shud say sometimes.. ppl tend to get childish.. well.. does tat mean that i m too over ?! i guess so.. for ages i have been denying tat fact.. i dun wanna accept tat fact.. and running away n denying it just makes the matter worse.. haiz.. i cant accept it just like tat as it shows tat i m just wat they say.. i cant just deny it just like tat as i m really childish for doing so.. hhmmm... wat i nid to do its just keep myself quiet.. n grow myself.. onli someone sincere n true to me will noe how mature/childish i m.. n onli someone hu is sincere n true n patient enuf will noe how much i have grown.. onli they will noe how n where i will grow to.. n tis are the bunch of ppl i shud take into account of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i dun think i m really tat handsome.. erm.. i dun think tat i m very ugly too lo.. just in between.. :x perhaps more.. LOL.. i often get some comments from my fren that i m cute.. LOL.. shud i be happy or wat? coz cute its like someone childish.. well.. hu cares.. its not a tease or something.. but its from their sincere heart.. hehe.. can feel tat.. maybe i m wrong.. maybe i m right.. duno.. dun wanna think bout it.. sometimes when i go out.. ppl wud just ignores me or will just treat me differently.. i wonder why.. erm... i often get a lot of ppl tat talks to me a lot.. n very frenly..  when meet or after meet, they wud just ignore me.. they just change 180 degrees! WTF man.. so realistic! ugly n childish boi kenot be ur fren ?! diu.. i bet u are once childish too.. n someone gave u the chance to learn some things from them n grow from tat too! n i bet u are not tat leng either! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. often they will treat me like tat.. i m ugly n childish.. bear in mind tat there are oso ppl out there hu thinks the same as u.. they will tend to treat u the same way u treated me.. its karma.. n then u will feel how i feel.. i had enuf with tat.. i m tired n sick of it! aiks.. n some just will talk a lot n say how good n nice u are.. or appears to be how caring n frenly they are.. then when u ask to hang out.. lots of excuses! LOL... WTF man... if tats the case.. then if u wanna be virtual n online fren.. state it in the 1st place.. berlagak aje.. say wanna hang out n meet me .. liars.. suan.. after millions of time of asking u out.. if u dun appreciate it n stuff.. then fuck off! be net frenz better.. jangan jual mahal in front of me! its not like u are staying zillions of miles away or i have any diseases that might pass to u if u meet me.. or its not like i cant live without u if i dun meet u or hang out with u... busy? hhmmm... have been busy for few months.. n u are telling me no time ? not even a single lunch or dinner with me ? some even worse.. told me busy but there are few times u can hang out with ur other frenz.. or go gym or shopping! diu.. n sometimes u guys even complain tat u are so lonely.. -.-" i m sick n tired of it... i tried my best to please u guys.. i tried my best to stick and blif watever u have to say n give.. i had enuf of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u guys dun appreciate having me as a fren, bro or watever u call me, FUCK OFF then! i got close frenz hu is willing to back me up when i m in danger n in problem, will share my happiness and sadness with me.. treat me the way u wan to be treated back. n u will be amazed n surprise at the outcome.. ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8208626201796144349?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8208626201796144349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8208626201796144349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8208626201796144349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8208626201796144349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/sick-and-tired.html' title='Sick And Tired'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-5563898834864952932</id><published>2007-11-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:40:13.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away from stress</title><content type='html'>Tis morning i woke up early to send my sis to the KLIA transit at Kampung Malaysia... its just 10 minutes drive away from my house.. hhmmm.. its a transition point for KLIA transit, KTM and STAR LRT.. i have to pass by a kampung or as known as village to the station.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. its been a while since i have ever been to anywhere besides the busy and congested KL n PJ area.. i have always fancy the rural and peaceful life and scenery.. not much car n pollution.. just the green green grass, trees and blue blue sky, water.. the relaxed life.. without have to be stressful to go somewhere or do something.. take life at a slow pace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came to my sense again that i shud take a holiday.. out from the busy n stressful KL n crowd.. when i drove passed the village.. i saw some chickens crossing the road.. then i have to stop n let them cross.. they look so cute.. when their 'ass' feathers just bounce n bounce when they try to move fast to cross the road.. which in fact they did not move fast.. LOL.. damn cute n funny.. it brightens up my life.. then after dropping my sis.. while i was driving back.. i saw those uncles n aunties sitting outside their houses.. talking n chit chatting away.. so happily.. then i have to stop  by the road for my mom to buy some AWESOME nasi dagang.. hehe.. i over shot.. so when i looked behind.. no car.. so i jsut reverse.. suddenly HORN!!! a motorbike.. ops :x then i break immediately! hehe.. then he just go pass me without cursing or anything. i just raised my hand as a sign of apology.. if i was in the KL area.. i bet i wud get some cursing or the 'finger' or perhaps the stare... LOL.. hhmmm.. how good n nice they are here.. no hatred.. hehe.. then the auntie tat sells the nasi dagang so polite.. hehe.. they like to talk with us.. relate lots of stuff.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nice.. i wanna go to some holiday.. hehe.. stay away from the KL n PJ area.. hehe.. or at least from the stressful lifestyle i m having now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-5563898834864952932?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/5563898834864952932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=5563898834864952932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5563898834864952932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/5563898834864952932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/away-from-stress.html' title='away from stress'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7908547346844794120</id><published>2007-11-16T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:55:55.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underestimation, look down on me, stereotyping, halo-effect...</title><content type='html'>Often ppl underestimate me bcoz of my age, my cute look *grins*, my height, my usage of language at certain point or perhaps my behaviour.. well, wat actually happened was that they stereotype or the halo-effect are involve while they are making judgments on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you noe wat motivates me the most to become a better person ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the underestimation, the look down on me, the stereotyping and the halo-effect of u guys that motivates me to change to a better person. it might sound stupid to change bcoz of how some ppl look at me.. sometimes its just en ego.. i just wan to prove to u tat i m not tat weak, stupid or dependent on ppl after all.. perhaps at the very point i show such qualities.. but if u r sincere enuf or stay enuf to see me n understand me, i bet u will be amazed... i m saying this bcoz of some ppl just take a 1st look at u.. then they start to stereotype, halo-effect, estimating u... n once they are done doing tat, they will just ignore u for the rest of the time.. is tis fair? well.. it isnt fair.. but wat is fair in tis world ? i have to bear some responsibilities too as i shud have shown my best at the very 1st... but dif ppl have diff taste n stuff.. so u cant get everyone to like u.. n i always believe tat 'save the best for the last'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age... lots of ppl think that i m onli 19.. i m too young? childish/immature? i can say that i m more than wat my age can offer.. i m capable of doing lots of things at tis age while others hu are older than me are incapable of doing such things.. so its age a limiting factor? yes but to a certain extend.. not to say i m very capable n mature.. i m still learning myself n i like to learn.. i like to talk too ppl hu are mature and knowledgeable.. bcoz i can learn a lot of things from them.. but i m definitely more than wat a normal average 19yo can offer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks... some ppl think tat i m cute , some thinks tat i m ugly.. but i noe hu i m n where i stand.. everyone wans to become lengzai rite? i like to experience new stuff n try new things once at least.. i wan to look better than i m now.. tats y i m came out with the Desmond Makeover Plan... not bcoz of how ppl look at me.. i just wan to look better n lengzai.. while i m still young.. n hope i will stay tat nice n attractive till i m old n retired.. n good looks are always a + for anything.. i experienced it b4.. when ppl say no to u just the minute they look at u.. really sad though.. but it motivates me.. hehe.. n have u ever thought why most playboys are capable of having lots of partners but yet lots of hatred towards him? n ppl wud die for them or willingly to be played by them? its bcoz they have the looks... most important factor.. tats wat i think.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height.. hahaha.. tis is something which lots of ppl tease me about.. i m short.. very short.. so wat?! i cant change tat fact.. its in the genes.. lolx..but there isnt a rule saying tat short ppl wont succeed in life n lead a happy life rite? short or tall.. i deserve a chance in everything.. hu says tat onli tall ppl are good at basketball? nonsense!! even short ppl can be very good at playing basketball.. its the determination... the inner self tat matters.. not the outer self.. short ppl have their own advantages n disadvantages.. so does tall ppl.. so dun tease short ppl.. LOL... well i m used to it... though.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language... hhmmm.. my language.. esp eng.. not tat good though.. but i m willing to learn.. i m trying to pick up things.. bits n pieces.. asking questions to be better.. once in a group presentation.. our group got the highest marks.. well.. actually is always.. lolx.. n i gave CONSTRUCTIVE COMMENTS on other groups' presentation.. well.. my lecturer asked us to do so.. so i did.. i din meant to fire or bombard ppl.. i m just trying to help my frenz to improve.. tats all.. n hoping tat my frenz are open minded enuf to accept it.. however, it turn out tat some ppl isnt tat open minded after all.. suits u.. but i did my part to help.. n after tat my lecturer gave comments.. she agreed with all tat i have to say.. LOL.. wat i wanna say to u ppl out there are ' I GOT THE HIGHEST(2ND) MARKS IN MOST OF THE TEST ITS NOT BCOZ I M CUTE! BUT ITS BCOZ I M GOOD AT OBSERVING N GOOD IN MY LANGUAGE N WILLING TO LEARN N ACCEPT CONSTRUCTIVE COMMENTS!'  sounds arrogant here.. but.. i m just trying to speak out.. being confident.. LOL.. i m not saying i m the best.. but i m learning n willing to accept constructive comments n change to become better out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behaviour.. lol... or it shud be link to my emotions.. lolx.. as u guys noe.. i m kinda emotional.. but i m improving.. u wudnt wanna noe me if i  was younger.. hahaha... my behaviour.. at times.. its just see hu is the person i m with.. its just diff ppl n diff ways of being with them.. hehe.. be smart enuf to blend in... soemtimes i might be a bit too manja.. or a bit too playful/childish.. but its my personality.. learn to live with it or leave me alone..  well.. its just sometimes.. i m not like tat always... so if u treat/respect me the way, i will give u the equal or perhaps even more respect n treat in return.. hhmmm.. but it conflicts with one thing.. when ppl are mean to me.. i shud be better to them.. hmmm.. i still cant do tat yet.. duno why... trying to change? duno.. but tats wat makes me unique.. ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly i wanna say tat accept me for hu i m but not someone u wan me to be... be patient n treat ppl sincerely.. u will earn ur rewards n be amazed by it.. dun just judge a person by its cover or 1st impression though 1st impression is very important.. but try not to do so.. try to take time at knowing tat person.. tis doenst apply to interviews.. it applies to getting frenz/relationships.. so be smart n blend in well.. always be open minded to accept other ppl's constructive comments as they have their own reasons for saying such things.. try n think bout it n change to become a better person.. dun change bcoz of wat others wan u to be.. change bcoz of urself.. change bcoz u wan to.. change to become a better person, not worse...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7908547346844794120?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7908547346844794120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7908547346844794120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7908547346844794120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7908547346844794120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/underestimation-look-down-on-me.html' title='Underestimation, look down on me, stereotyping, halo-effect...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-8610019569012469205</id><published>2007-11-14T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:54:09.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facial n fish reflexology</title><content type='html'>tonight i went for my facial!! woo hoo!! damn nice.. lol... well, it may sound sissy but i m a metrosexual man!! LOL.. i have to 'repair' my skin coz of all the pimples n take good care of it now.. hehe.. i love my face.. i wan to be presentable! tis is the 1st move of the Desmond MakeOver project.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is actually my 2nd facial session.. bcoz the beauty parlour move to another place, tats y i got a free facial wash.. the new place is damn nice.. its at happy garden.. its HERBALINE.. if u wanna noe more info bout the place can just drop me a msg.. the place is so damn relaxing n nice.. its like a a a a.. duno la! just nice lar.. i duno how to describe the design.. there's a name for it but i kenot rmemeber.. lol.. erm.. its like those spa.. with woods, flowers, glass windows, waters,rocks, pathways etc.. forgot to take a pic of it.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beauty consultant / masseur is so pretty!!! skin is so nice !!! OMG.. the atmosphere, the beauty consultants.. OMG!!! n her hands are so soft n nice!! i love it when she do the facial.. damn nice.. lol... but the onli thing i dun like is the clear blackhead,whitehead n pimples part.. damn freaking painful!! now my face are full of red dots.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out tat i have a dry skin.. i tot its sensitive skin all the while.. turn out to be i m wrong.. n she says tat i nid moisturizer  to stop the  oily skin.. coz its in the nature tat if our skin is too dry n have not enuf moisture, it will produce oil.. dirty oil!! then put some non greasy moisturiser which suit ur face wud help the situation of getting oily skin.. hmhmm... duno la.. lol.. i have to wash my face, wipe it dry with a FACIAL towel, put toner, put moisturiser, pimple cream.. aiks.. lots of things to do!! but for smooth n nice face, i dun care!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. i went for the fish reflexology thing.. damn funny.. its a treatment for dead skin cells n sensitive skin n skin disease.. very common n famous in japan n singapore.. its imported from overseas.. my mom, aunt, sis n i were talking n feeding the fishes with our legs.. lol. its so funny.. ticklish.. but once u get used to it.. it feels good.. lol..like electric shock.. the beauty consultant told me tat its 'kissing fish'.. she oso duno wats the name.. LOL.. but really nice. now my feet are so soft n nice n clean.. i guess.. lol.. here is the pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzsZu3LL9aI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cgWZXNpcg5g/s1600-h/fish-reflexology.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzsZu3LL9aI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cgWZXNpcg5g/s320/fish-reflexology.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132724493194360226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-8610019569012469205?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/8610019569012469205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=8610019569012469205' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8610019569012469205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/8610019569012469205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/facial-n-fish-reflexology.html' title='facial n fish reflexology'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzsZu3LL9aI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cgWZXNpcg5g/s72-c/fish-reflexology.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7630696927569910469</id><published>2007-11-13T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:37:04.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pills...</title><content type='html'>Hhhmmm.. after some test n stuff.. i went to the doctor again.. tis time.. i got LOTS of medicine to eat.. GOSH!!! help me.. the size of the pills are like the size of a big kidney bean.. erm.. appx. 2cm X 0.5cm X 0.5cm... can u imagine ?!?!? OMG.. i have to take 4 of those big things plus another 3 more smaller ones EACH TIME!! for 2 weeks.. well.. its a day n nite thingy.. haizz.... i hate pills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i m taking clarithromycin, amoxicillin, ranitidine and omeprazole for the h.pylori and gastritis.. and another pill for itch as i have sensitive skin.. which will cause drowsiness.. my fren asked me how did i manage to swallow those pills ? i told him just like tat lo.. then he said its BIG n asked if i had stuff it up my ass... LOL... here are the pills i m taking..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzmvBnNWIkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sdadH5myb7Y/s1600-h/DSC01035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzmvBnNWIkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sdadH5myb7Y/s320/DSC01035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132325692605080130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/Rzmt1XNWIjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/efjQaUnBSK4/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/Rzmt1XNWIjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/efjQaUnBSK4/s320/DSC01034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132324382640054834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7630696927569910469?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7630696927569910469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7630696927569910469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7630696927569910469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7630696927569910469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/pills.html' title='Pills...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzmvBnNWIkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/sdadH5myb7Y/s72-c/DSC01035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-824800389195501689</id><published>2007-11-09T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:16:17.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got cancer ?! H.pylori?!</title><content type='html'>Recent illness got me to my family doctor for a check up.. aiks. the 'lao sai' shit again .. haiz... its diarrhea.. non stop for a few days liao.. then i keep on burping for no reasons.. so i went to the doctor.. hhmmm.. he suspect that i have H. Pylori n ask me to test my blood... n i have gastritis.. god knows wat are those! lolx.. i have to test my shit n test my blood! SHIT!!!! yucks... kinda awkward u noe? hhmm.. i took the container n put the 'stuff' inside then wrap it nicely.. gladly put inside my bag.. suddenly i was thinking 'if someone rob my bag, wud i laugh or cry?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm... my 'good fren' in class told almost everyone in college tat i have cancer!!! WTF! i just said tat i m infected with H.pylori.. which might cause cancer IF untreated... some even think tat its real.. gosh... well.. at least i noe they care bout me.. LOL.. sad way to noe someone actually cares bout u eh? but if i m going to die soon with such disease or any deadly ones.. i wud not tell u guys.. i wud just try to meet up with u guys.. then pretend nothign happened.. then b4 i die, i wud leave some contacts of all my frenz to my family so to inform them to come for my funeral! lolx.. with lychee n colourful outfits!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. i found out tat i have gastritis.. which is gastric.. i did not eat my meals accordingly.. well.. it is true as sometimes i wake up very early n have a few breakfast n heavy lunch at odd hours n tea n heavy dinner.. sometimes 2 dinners.. n sometimes i wud have few suppers in the middle of the nite when everyone is fast asleep.. hehe... or sometimes i wud wake up quite late till i wud skip breakfast n have my lunch at 4pm.. gosh.. tis is bad.. no wonder lar... haiz..... n i have a sensitive stomach.. means less curry, less oily stuff, less dairy products.. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout the H. Pylori.. it is actually Helicobacter pylori.. it is a spiral-shaped bacterium that lives in the lining of the stomach. however, if left untreated the bacteria can lead to digestive illnesses, including gastritis, peptic ulcer disease and even stomach cancer later in life. But even thought the bacteria can cause these illnesses, experts believe that most H.pylori infections are 'silent' and produce no symptoms.  about 2/3 of the world's population is infected with H.pylori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzQuj3NWIiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O3d8YYdHPUE/s1600-h/h_pylori.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzQuj3NWIiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O3d8YYdHPUE/s320/h_pylori.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130777069132063266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is suspected that H.pylori infection may be contagious, because the infection seems to run in families and is more common where people live in crowded or unsanitary conditions. although the precise mode of transmission remains unknown, the following routes seem most probable :&lt;br /&gt;1. oral-oral (mouth to mouth contact such as kissing)&lt;br /&gt;2. fecal-oral (through the ingestion of waste tainted food or water)&lt;br /&gt;3. gastric-oral (exposure to vomit)&lt;br /&gt;it is oso tested that H.pylori patient's saliva contain such bacteria. so food sharing n water sharing shud be stop for a period of time until it is fully cleared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can have H.pylori infection without knowing it. when the bacteria do cause symptoms, they're usually either symptoms of gastritis or peptic ulcer disease. symptoms of gastritis may include nausea, vomiting and pain in the abdomen. as for peptic ulcer disease, abdominal discomfort is the most common symptom. usually abovethe navel n below the ribs. comes n goes for several days or weeks. usually occurs 2-3 hours after a meal, in the middle of the nite. it is relieved by eating or antacid medications. other symptoms of peptic ulcer diseas include nausea, vomiting , loss of appetite and belching. bleeding may oso occur. prolonged bleeding may cause anemia leading to weakness and fatigue. if bleeding is heavy, there may be bloody or black stools, bloody vomit or vomit that looks like coffee grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can be treated using antibiotics. bcoz a single antibiotic may not kill the bacteria, you may be given a combination of antibiotics. drugs used for treatment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Antibiotics:&lt;/strong&gt;  metronidazole, tetracycline, clarithromycin, amoxicillin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H2 blockers:&lt;/strong&gt; cimetidine, ranitidine, famotidine, nizatidine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proton pump inhibitors:&lt;/strong&gt;  omeprazole, lansoprazole, rabeprazole, esomeprazole, pantoprozole&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stomach-lining protector:&lt;/strong&gt; bismuth subsalicylate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;since the source is unknown, there for prevention have not been made. but it is alwyas wise to wash ur hands thoroughly , eat food that's been properly prepared, drink water from a safe source. hhmmm.. a lot of ppl do not noe wat are the symptoms are dun even noe bout all these diseases as in msia, it is not very common. they will onli learn bout it when someone around them got tat disease. then onli they wud noe. b4 tis, i wud not noe anything bout peptic ulcer, gastritis, h pylori, stroke, high blood pressure, denggi etc etc... a lot of things i learned.. so it is wise to noe some common ones.. esp those contagious n deadly ones... or go for medical check ups accordingly.. hope everyone is ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-824800389195501689?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/824800389195501689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=824800389195501689' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/824800389195501689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/824800389195501689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-cancer-hpylori.html' title='i got cancer ?! H.pylori?!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GZWnYG5fE-A/RzQuj3NWIiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O3d8YYdHPUE/s72-c/h_pylori.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-2934756366674555022</id><published>2007-11-04T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:17:53.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death...</title><content type='html'>Went to da cemetery tis afternoon at Cheras to visit my ancestors.. As usual, its like a family thing and every year around this time. it's basically the 'All Soul's Day' for the Catholics... my dad was a Catholic.. so his ancestors are Catholic.. but my dad is now a Buddhist, but we just dun mind, we are open minded though.. well.. its just paying a visit to our beloved or at least my dad's.. lolx.. coz most of them i dun even noe them n perhaps havent seen them b4.. we lit candles, put flowers, clean the graveyard etc.. As usual, the wind is not helping.. well.. duno if i wan wind or not.. coz wind will light out the candles, if no wind means HOT!!! &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays.. there are some trips to visit the graveyard.. n for some chinese.. they wud go to all this 'feng shui' thing.. the Fu Gui Shan Zhong aka the Nirvana... very famous chinese cemetery in Msia.. its like all chinese wud wanna stay there after their life ended.. its like a 'hotel'.. luxurious 'resort' for them.. hehe... sounds funny.. but in reality is like tat.. bcoz of 'feng shui' n stuff like tat.. well.. back to the trip, they will bring these old ppl to visit it.. explain to them bout afterlife n stuff like tat n 'feng shui' etc.. n they shud plan for their deaths n stuff like tat due to the modern mindset.. LOL... well... they shud.. sound weird.. something unusual.. but i duno if any old ppl wud like to go coz a lot still in tat old mindset which they do not wanna discuss bout death n stuff like tat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, it came into my mind.. i remembered last year.. My lecturer told us tat if one day she passed away.. *touch wood* well.. hu doenst die.. hhmmm.. hope u r not offended by it.. she wud like us to come in colourful colours to the ceremony.. LOL.. weird? nah.. tats wat i have in common.. if i die.. come in COLOURFUL COLOURS!!! n bring some lychee.. hehe.. i love lychee.. well.. i dun mind being in a fire ceremony .. erm.. i dun wat they call it in eng.. u noe, the body is burnt to ashes.. n stuff like tat.. lolx.. BUT after i m really really really certified tat i m dead! lolx.. n the way i wanna die is without suffer.. happily without burdening anyone around me.. a lot of ppl wanna die in such way.. i have a fren hu is tis obsessive speed driver or 'grand prix' driver.. he doenst mind dying in an car accident which goes 220 kph in his BMW Z4 or something like tat.. LOL.. crazy ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-2934756366674555022?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/2934756366674555022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=2934756366674555022' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2934756366674555022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/2934756366674555022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/death.html' title='Death...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1481451387276599423</id><published>2007-11-02T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T00:43:53.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>technology.. choose to ignore or ?</title><content type='html'>wanted to transfer pics n songs to my hp n form my hp to pc... but suddenly i found out tat my hp memory card got problem.. AIKS.. cant detect anything... so the onli solution is via bluetooth.. haiz...so troublesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is when i decided to format the hp memory card.. so i asked around my frenz if they noe how to format using the hp itself.. luckily nobody noes.. if not i wud have regretted.. coz then onli i knew tat all my phonebook n inbox msges will be deleted too!!! SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i thought to myself.. y dun they just create a folder tat contains the phonebook n sms? so tat its easier to save stuff from my hp to my pc.. how convenient it wud be if there is tis function! i mean.. a lot of ppl just save all their contacts in their hp phonebook.. tats all.. dun have any copies.. like i do.. but the onli thing is tat.. when u wanna chagne new phone, format memory card, as a bakc up... its just so hard!! u have to copy it down one by one using the most original method aka hand writing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how bout all those important sms!! those memorable tat u wanna keep n save.. u cant just save it inside the memory card like tat n transfer into ur pc rite ?! then one day u wud have to change ur memory card or hp.. then GONE!! aiks.. damn sad.. i tried it few times.. haizz.. all my memories lost!! haizz... if u are really hardworking, u wud copy it down by using hand writing.. but as most ppl .. like me.. just have better thigns to do.. haizz... duno duno duno.. n sometimes wat if we are not fast enuf to copy it down ? have u guys ever tot of accidents? stolen n stuff like tat ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the technology today, i think tat tis function can be easily 'installed' into all the phones.. i heard from my fren tat nokia phones can save the phonebook to pc.. is it true? or is it just my phone cant ? SE.. aiks.. not saying tat u r bad.. but its just.. hhmmm... weird... lolx... with tis 'new function' i guess it wud ease out life out a bit.. n its more convenient tat way... either they refuse to add in tis function or they are just too blind trying to develop phones to have a better camera or solution or thinnest ! but they have forgotten the most basic nids of all humans.. the common ones... competing in tis direction which blinded them in such an area..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1481451387276599423?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1481451387276599423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1481451387276599423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1481451387276599423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1481451387276599423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/11/technology-choose-to-ignore-or.html' title='technology.. choose to ignore or ?'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-4203385630467150702</id><published>2007-10-14T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T14:57:05.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets &amp; Trusts</title><content type='html'>Wat are secrets ? Wat are personal things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things that should be kept and remain as something that is to be vanish in the world. nobody else should know about it, except urself or ur better half.. but sometimes ur better half would just leave u n use it against u... or perhaps ur best fren.. n ur best fren might just use it against u.. hu noes ? hu can say tat someone can be and will be ur best fren forever n keep those dirty lil dark secrets till it goes into the earth with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me tat keep ur frenz close, but keep ur enemy closer... reason? to study them n read every single movement ??? i duno.. but i ought to find it out..&lt;br /&gt;someone told me tat ur best frenz is the worst enemy u wud ever have.. reason? they are the ppl hu noes all ur dirty lil dark secrets.. sometimes they noe u better more than u urself noe..&lt;br /&gt;so there is a dilemma here.. keep ur enemy closer n ur best fren is ur worst enemy.. so ur best fren shud be very very very close to u.. but with one condition tat he might betray u in the future.. or perhaps hurt u... they are far more worse than ur lover cheat on u if they wanna hurt u.. the pain is unbearable sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to trust ppl easily.. which i end up getting hurt n bad mouth at... b4 i enter the chatroom, my god bro told me to becareful n beware of all the ppl i meet there.. i laughed n said to him 'i will take k de lar.. i m big enuf to noe hu to trust .....' BAM! now i lost the battle by trusting someone hu i stil cant figure out hu betrayed me.. hhmmm.. or shud i say play me as a puppet or seek revenge on me.. i shouldnt have trusted so many ppl so easily.. now i learned my lesson tru the hard way... well.. i duno n dun wanna find out hu is tat one hu did tis to me.. its not tat important after all... i have to be responsible oso.. as it all started with me.. i m the one hu trust the wrong person n say things without using my brain, if i have one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mouth is always the trouble maker for me.. aiks.. i often talk a lot or crap a lot till everyone starts to get annoyed with me... the content, the tone etc... really annoying sometimes i guess... i m always self centered... always think of 'me-me-me'.. wat i wan n wat i nid.. i have never tot of wat other ppl think n nid.. aiks.. n my mouth always bad mouth at ppl.. which is y i got the nick name 'sei 8 po' recently in class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the incident yesterday, i shall keep my mouth shut n keep all the secrets n personal things to myself.. n i wont bad mouth anyone anymore.. trust ppl? LOL.. i wont trust anyone now... except myself.. I myself is the onli one i can trust now... its always better to have a limit to wat n to how far i trust someone now... dun wanna get something like tat happened again... ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-4203385630467150702?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/4203385630467150702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=4203385630467150702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4203385630467150702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/4203385630467150702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/10/secrets-trusts.html' title='Secrets &amp; Trusts'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7059672040573757383</id><published>2007-09-29T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T18:48:08.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving n Having Sex</title><content type='html'>Driving n sex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis looks like something cool.. lol.. n no! noti ppl.. i noe wt u all are thinking.. i m not gonna talk bout sex in the car...hehe.. a lot of ppl once told me.. when u go to dark places.. like hill, car park etc.. there is a car park there.. n it starts to shake n shake.. move around... theres some action going on in it.. LOL.. but unfortunately.. i wont go into tat today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is wat i wanna say.. have u guys ever tot tat driving can be also link to sex ? tat day while i was driving.. i came up with something like tis :&lt;br /&gt;while i was driving normally...&lt;br /&gt;without any signal(without asking if he cud have sex with u or not),&lt;br /&gt;a car just comes into the lane(he just fucks u)..&lt;br /&gt;u were in shock n quickly break(scared n horrified n was stunned)..&lt;br /&gt;then some will just horn(scream for help or pleasure),&lt;br /&gt;or some will just curse them(starts moaning n asking for more)..&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. some might just take on the right lane n just race them(starts to give back services like blowjob or handjob etc)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat bout if he just comes into the lane n u werent able to break(u weren't fast enuf to response)&lt;br /&gt;n u bang then car( u had sex with him. or let him just fucks u with injuries or hardcore style)..&lt;br /&gt; either u got hurt or not(pain in private parts or other parts coz of abuse etc)..&lt;br /&gt;ur car sure kena accident(u sure had sex n kena fuck liao)..&lt;br /&gt;tis time where the part the fighting or settling.. choices :&lt;br /&gt;1.  say nevermind n just pay back can liao ( nvm.. all we just had fun, pay me some money for the pleasure or be responsible for any consequences if no safety precaution(insurance) is done..)&lt;br /&gt;2. fight (scolding n punches n yellings)&lt;br /&gt;3. police case( report to police lo after kena rape liao)&lt;br /&gt;4. runaway ( irresponsible or scared, then just cabut after sex..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving is like having sex...&lt;br /&gt;if u suka n kind hearted, u give him go into ur lane(have sex with him if u are interested n kind hearted)&lt;br /&gt;n sometimes u wan it faster or slower, u just change lane...( go have sex with other ppl if u find  the current one not satisfy)&lt;br /&gt;speed all the way n have pleasure showing off n face the consequences( have lots of sex with lots of ppl n showing it off n face the consequences of getting a sexual disease)&lt;br /&gt;traffic jams ( nobody likes to wait n stay put n not getting any action)&lt;br /&gt;expensive n nice cars ( good looking n rich where lots of ppl likes to lay eyes n hands on)&lt;br /&gt;and there are always the case where they say the car kisses ur ass..&lt;br /&gt;hhmmmm... any more ideas?  haha.. i still can continue down the list but i do not have the time for now.. lol.. adios amingo! hope u guys enjoyed it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7059672040573757383?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7059672040573757383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7059672040573757383' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7059672040573757383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7059672040573757383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/09/driving-n-having-sex.html' title='Driving n Having Sex'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3564346214543020737</id><published>2007-09-24T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T18:58:12.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU!!!!!</title><content type='html'>怨怨相报何时了？又何必呢？&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA... y do we have to fight n hate each other n piss each other off?? its like a circle.. it wont end.. so... now i wanna change my hatred to love.. i wanna love all of u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fate tat the God let me meet u.. no matter hu u are... so i wud like to love u... instead of hate u or piss u off... learn to treat others good... no matter how they treat u... n just tahan 忍 or in eng, be patient with it... no matter how long.. u will be rewarded in the end... but i m not saying tat u are treating other ppl so good bcoz u wan a reward from tat... just treat ppl out of ur heart.. ur sincere n kind heart.. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is the greatest power of all.. or like whitney's song.. the greatest love of all.... LOL .. ok.. it doesnt suit here.. lol.. but i like the song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i love u!!! my family, my relatives, my best fren, un couer, my close fren, my good fren, my classmates, my work buddies, my teachers, my enemies(i think there wud not be any now since i chose to love u)... n anyone out there!!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!!! MUACKZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3564346214543020737?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3564346214543020737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3564346214543020737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3564346214543020737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3564346214543020737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-you.html' title='I LOVE YOU!!!!!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1851745683321318800</id><published>2007-09-23T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T15:20:54.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck u!!!!</title><content type='html'>Fuck u! if u judge a book by its cover!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! if u tend to play around with other ppl's feeling&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! if u think tat u r so good tat onli good looking n rich ppl are compatible with u&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! if u just ignore ppl&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for being so annoying&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u!  for being such a pussy&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for being so cocky&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for hurting ppl's feeling&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for being selfish&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for being a playboy&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for being a liar&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for breaking promises tat u made&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for hitting ppl as u like&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for being so demanding&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for forcing ppl to do things they dun like&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for being late always&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for leaving me alone when i needed u most&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! for all these craps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u! Fuck U! Fuck u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is for me, u, n ppl hu thinks tat he is the one concern...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1851745683321318800?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1851745683321318800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1851745683321318800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1851745683321318800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1851745683321318800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/09/fuck-u.html' title='Fuck u!!!!'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-3165896243665380764</id><published>2007-09-21T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:28:02.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New hobby</title><content type='html'>Hhhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;recently i feel like i nid to change my focus to other things.. which i had said in my post earlier on.. now my new hobby is reading!!!! LOLx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. i found out tat i got a lot of books which i havent read...&lt;br /&gt;16 cao zhi zhong comic books...&lt;br /&gt;4 diff books of moral values with 4 dif teachings : Buddhism, Taoism,  Chan,   Ru&lt;br /&gt;2 comic books on art of sun tzu&lt;br /&gt;1 book on art of sun tzu&lt;br /&gt;1 book on econs : more sex is safer sex (fren)&lt;br /&gt;1 story book of a gay teen life (fren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... so many books suddenly.. n my god bro just gave me a link which got unlimited comic books!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. suddenly i have the urge of going to starbucks or some place with nice environment and sit down have a cup of coffee and read the books... n perhaps have my laptop on too... WOW.. tis is life man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml , sat, sun.. 3 days.. but where can i go ?? aiks... no car.. lazy to drive.. where to go??? cham...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-3165896243665380764?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/3165896243665380764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=3165896243665380764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3165896243665380764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/3165896243665380764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-hobby.html' title='New hobby'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7726502267906028389</id><published>2007-09-18T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:26:37.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIENZZZZzzzz</title><content type='html'>Sienz.. everyday come oso like nobody visit geh...&lt;br /&gt;coz no reply or give comment.. macam write liao = no write.. waste gas.. haiz... sienz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7726502267906028389?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7726502267906028389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7726502267906028389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7726502267906028389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7726502267906028389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/09/sienzzzzzzzz.html' title='SIENZZZZzzzz'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-1588930996125002545</id><published>2007-09-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:24:03.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right or wrong?</title><content type='html'>I have been into diff groups... lots of events.. lots of groups... either formal groups or informal groups.. countless i shud say... just tat... groups are formed due to a certain reason.. i do not wanna jump into management topics.. so i shud just keep it short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;groups are formed bcoz of a lot of reasons , for examples interest, objective, hatred, fashion etc... always there wud be ppl against each other in certain point of view.. tats y there are the existence of diff groups..  once, i was in a chatroom.. there are groups there.. i can say tat i m on which side.. but i can see tat.. group A wud say A is da best n group B is not as good... vice versa... or A might hate B, vice versa.. but hu is right  n hu is wrong?  hhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually it depends... depends on a lot of things.. ur point of view, ur objectives n hu u r... of coz there are a lot of other factors.. hu are heroes? hu are villians? hu are there to be categorise them? every party or ppl acts on their own.. for example, spiderman vs venom... hu is da villian? a lot of u might say its venom.. but i wud say neither.. both work as their own.. for their own.. spiderman is to fulfill his responsibility towards da town.. venom is bcoz he wans his job.. ok.. i might say tat venom is kinda lost in there.. but hu doesnt ? even spiderman had been lost countless times.. but y is he still da hero? think bout it... tis is bout point of view n objective..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmmm.. here comes another one.. da time factor..&lt;br /&gt;in da primary school :" sex?! OMG !!! hamsup!! *piak piak*'&lt;br /&gt;in da secondary school :" sex? woo hoo.. interesting.. good.."&lt;br /&gt;in college : " sex? hot!! cool.. or i m bored with it.. or its very dangerous..or its very painful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the evolution when we gets older? nothing is good nothing is bad.. even sex!&lt;br /&gt;anything is good or bad? right or wrong? now.. my answer wud be 'depends'... how u look at it.. n extreme or the amount of it.. small amount of drugs is good.. but a huge amount is deadly.. certain amount of fire can benefit ppl but out of control of fire can be life taking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so? wat is wrong n wat is right??? think again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-1588930996125002545?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/1588930996125002545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=1588930996125002545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1588930996125002545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/1588930996125002545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/09/right-or-wrong.html' title='right or wrong?'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18321113.post-7707238672434384566</id><published>2007-09-08T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:24:57.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus on something more important...</title><content type='html'>Being love is a good thing.. but by the person tat u dun like or the person u have no feel its a bad thing.. bad for the one hu loves n being love... vice versa.. there are a lot of ppl around me tat tells me how tis guy/girl treats him/her... all the romantic things u can think of n kenot think of.. i always wanted someone to do tat to me... but too bad i dun have such luck n life.. or the timing is not right.. watever it is.. it sure sounds tempting to be loved by someone n those romantic things or even lil things they do to u... but now.. i think i shall move out from the dream n start to think realistic things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall change my perspective or attention towards my studies or career..  recently i had thought bout a few choices  that i might be making  for my own life...  i shall list them down.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. laze around n go tru college with auto-pilot mode&lt;br /&gt;2. study hard n go to Paris after my degree, n hopefully get a job n settle down there.. which i wud have to prepare early from now...&lt;br /&gt;3. do part time jobs n own a house or a car(most probably) while studying my degree..&lt;br /&gt;4. study part time some professional cert ( ACCA or CFA)  while i continue with my full time in KBU.. which i wud be working part time as well to pay my school fees..&lt;br /&gt;5. do some internship between my 1st n 2nd year of degree in Pg or Sarawak n  get some info there.. i might be moving out of KL.. i had thought bout it..&lt;br /&gt;6. work after degree? or do my masters/ prof cert after degree? hhmmm... normally for ppl as poor as me, it wud be work after degree.. to get exp n money.. then onli do part time post grad programmes.. but here or pg or sarawak or kl or johor or singapore or paris or germany or uk or australia? i wud like to move out from kl... perhaps for a period of time.. short or long... i duno.. i just wanna get away from kl.. tats all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall say tat i wan to put all my attention in my studies n career now.. so wherever there is chance n opportunity, i will go there n get it.. even if i have to work part time jobs or late nites.. i will give my best at striving the goal..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18321113-7707238672434384566?l=desmondlai413.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/feeds/7707238672434384566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18321113&amp;postID=7707238672434384566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7707238672434384566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18321113/posts/default/7707238672434384566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmondlai413.blogspot.com/2007/09/focus-on-something-more-important.html' title='Focus on something more important...'/><author><name>Grumpy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516202965658966315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i1.tinypic.com/1zxtlxv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
