<?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-4875270585998987969</id><updated>2012-01-27T18:43:04.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The History</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6809332422698655636</id><published>2012-01-27T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T18:43:04.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ALIVE!!!!</title><content type='html'>This page is dead.. TIme to revive it a lil.. So, Happy CNY, and Happy Valentine's Day in advance.. I seriously don't know what to update here actually.. But just for the sake of not letting this blog die.. So, here i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. Started working on the 4th day of CNY.. Everything was OK.. Except that the office was quite busy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOthin much happened.. Had a Perodua Alza for CNY.. Hopefully my new car will be out by next month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May good luck and prosperity be on everyone's side in the year of the dragon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6809332422698655636?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6809332422698655636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6809332422698655636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6809332422698655636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m ALIVE!!!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8884756902559528442</id><published>2011-12-19T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:02:12.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions Took Control of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTxnD6KEmjg/Tu9f-MjvxKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gT1Y6xZs-SE/s1600/I%2Bam%2Bsorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTxnD6KEmjg/Tu9f-MjvxKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gT1Y6xZs-SE/s320/I%2Bam%2Bsorry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687870376519910562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really tiring to actually cry the whole day.. Especially when you tried so hard to control your tears.. To stop them from rolling down your cheek.. It's not easy.. Emotions are hard to control.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to smile for the whole day.. Even when i smile.. It's not sincere.. I kept telling myself.. Everything will be fine.. Everything will be ok.. But things are harder than it seems.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest.. The message this morning.. I'm a little shocked to received it.. I'm a little sad about it.. A little hurt.. But i find it all doesn't matter anymore.. My feelings are not important anymore.. Not even important to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe things will get better.. I just hope it does.. i can blame no one on this.. I can only blame myself.. Maybe i've been too harsh.. Maybe i've been too mean.. It's my own fault that all of this happens.. It happens because of me.. I'm sorry.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope for things to improve.. For things to get better.. But i'm really worried.. I hope that things will go back to how it used to be.. All i can say is I'm sorry, if i hurt you.. I'm sorry if i've been harsh.. I'm sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8884756902559528442?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8884756902559528442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/12/emotions-took-control-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8884756902559528442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8884756902559528442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/12/emotions-took-control-of-me.html' title='Emotions Took Control of Me'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTxnD6KEmjg/Tu9f-MjvxKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gT1Y6xZs-SE/s72-c/I%2Bam%2Bsorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8956660834510108223</id><published>2011-11-13T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T07:19:10.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Week?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p_ibgvNKpM/Tr_fU4OvOBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BRKRkxz9Q2A/s1600/no-time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p_ibgvNKpM/Tr_fU4OvOBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BRKRkxz9Q2A/s320/no-time.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674499605294692370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Another week left, or to be exact, only another 7 more goddamned days, and STPM is here.. See how time flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a peaceful mind to stay focus.. I need to clear everything off, o concentrate better.. But somehow i just can't.. My mind's a total mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time left.. I felt so fucked up right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye social life.. Hello books, again.. I'm so dead!! TT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8956660834510108223?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8956660834510108223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8956660834510108223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8956660834510108223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-week.html' title='Another Week?!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p_ibgvNKpM/Tr_fU4OvOBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BRKRkxz9Q2A/s72-c/no-time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5026021791033308315</id><published>2011-11-08T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T07:38:55.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oyBLEh-RAAc/TrlIVm45OvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Ozfj_4JZapQ/s1600/discrimination.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oyBLEh-RAAc/TrlIVm45OvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Ozfj_4JZapQ/s320/discrimination.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672644741703482098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you ever been discriminated or protested against?? I have.. I've learnt something for the past 19 years of my miserable life.. No matter how hard you try to impress someone, it never works.. No matter what you do.. People still judge you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm numb.. I'm used to all these stuff.. People discriminate me all the time.. People misunderstood me all the time.. I felt left out most of the time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my past.. I have a very bad record.. I've been framed, i've been set up.. But does that really matter?? Those who really knows me.. They realized that i have changed.. But somehow or rather, there are still some idiots that judge me according to my past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who have no past?? Seriously.. Who haven't done any mistakes?? Why must we try so hard to impress others, when we are leading a goddamned miserable life?? I give up.. Somehow.. I'm not studying to let you discriminate me.. I do not come into this world to be judged, to be discriminated, to be criticized.. Others have no rights to discriminate me as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, my mind's a mess right now.. I don't even know what i'm saying at times.. I can't even think correctly.. I've been thinking about every single thing i did, and all the outcome of it.. Is it really worthy?? Is this how i'm suppose to lead my life?? Is life meant to be this way??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5026021791033308315?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5026021791033308315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/discrimination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5026021791033308315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5026021791033308315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/11/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination?'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oyBLEh-RAAc/TrlIVm45OvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Ozfj_4JZapQ/s72-c/discrimination.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5866508532253405604</id><published>2011-10-31T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:03:32.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pyMW2UQuCU/Tq7EDMNkTkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dZAhV84mU8Q/s1600/Man_Crying_229679a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pyMW2UQuCU/Tq7EDMNkTkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dZAhV84mU8Q/s320/Man_Crying_229679a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669684540002815554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a crime for a guy to cry.. That's what Andy Lau said in his song.. Guys are merely human as well.. We too, have feelings.. It is just that ego always take control over guy's emotion.. That's why we don't really show it out.. In reality, guys are not heartless.. It's just that, no one really knows when a guy cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we feel sad, or hurt.. We tend to control ourselves.. Small matter won't make us cry.. But if a guy really cries, it simply shows that the matter involved, or the person involved, really means a lot to him.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying doesn't mean that we are weak.. It just shows that we are actually strong enough, as we hold on for too long.. This phrase is not only about guys, but for girls as well.. It's not a crime to cry.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even bother to approach a guy, and ask why is he crying.. He will not tell.. He would probably just lie about it, and claims that everything's fine.. But when a guy cry, we all know.. That deep down, he's not fine at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps every single person have their own perspective on this.. But this just my point of view.. It is not a crime to cry, nor does it mean that a guy is weak if he cry.. It is normal.. Emotions are hard to hide.. Really..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5866508532253405604?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5866508532253405604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5866508532253405604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5866508532253405604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/tears.html' title='Tears~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pyMW2UQuCU/Tq7EDMNkTkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dZAhV84mU8Q/s72-c/Man_Crying_229679a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4873478897937239781</id><published>2011-10-23T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:29:50.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome-Ness Runs In My Blood!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ex3J-Y9bEtY/TqVY5LJoidI/AAAAAAAAAIA/crMmYr-EW0E/s1600/paranormal-activity-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ex3J-Y9bEtY/TqVY5LJoidI/AAAAAAAAAIA/crMmYr-EW0E/s320/paranormal-activity-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667033445384620498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, guys.. I'ma talk about this movie first.. Seriously.. Watch it.. You will never regret spending Rm 10 to watch this movie.. Way spookier than the first one and the second one.. I enjoyed it a lot.. Mush more paranormal activity compared to the second one.. I'll give a rating of 9/10 for this movie.. Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. The one-week-deepavali-holiday started.. Struggling to finish the Maths work and Chemistry work Mr. Chan and Volder-Mong gave us.. Still stuck halfway throughout the work.. But damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking.. Of getting a new car by next year.. Still considering which one to get.. Should i get a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLU1ui2G-0g/TqVZP2fhZpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/u4OeHU-RMj4/s1600/Proton%2BSaga%2BFLX%2B1.3L%2B01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLU1ui2G-0g/TqVZP2fhZpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/u4OeHU-RMj4/s320/Proton%2BSaga%2BFLX%2B1.3L%2B01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667033834976274066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Proton Saga FLX 1.6&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XD74fQPiD78/TqVZdMtw9OI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Hv1GebQac2Q/s1600/Perodua-Myvi-1.5-EXTREME-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XD74fQPiD78/TqVZdMtw9OI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Hv1GebQac2Q/s320/Perodua-Myvi-1.5-EXTREME-04.jpg" orborder="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667034064279893218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Perodua Myvi Extreme 1.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5AjA8ln8MA/TqVZ_usxnmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mPbRT2aX1Js/s1600/toyota_vios_facelift_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5AjA8ln8MA/TqVZ_usxnmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mPbRT2aX1Js/s320/toyota_vios_facelift_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667034657518100066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Toyota Vios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to make up my mind.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4873478897937239781?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4873478897937239781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/awesome-ness-runs-in-my-blood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4873478897937239781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4873478897937239781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/awesome-ness-runs-in-my-blood.html' title='Awesome-Ness Runs In My Blood!!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ex3J-Y9bEtY/TqVY5LJoidI/AAAAAAAAAIA/crMmYr-EW0E/s72-c/paranormal-activity-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4611004048466130169</id><published>2011-10-15T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T07:01:42.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring-A-Chong-Chong-Ching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a0pGCjcKicQ/TpmOrZq560I/AAAAAAAAAGg/4KwFr4Vr3ec/s1600/stress-mbaknol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a0pGCjcKicQ/TpmOrZq560I/AAAAAAAAAGg/4KwFr4Vr3ec/s320/stress-mbaknol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663714882671471426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea what to post up here anymore.. I have exactly 36 more days till STPM, excluding today.. Been studying Chemistry these few days.. Having massive headache thanks to some of the questions on Organics.. Will be doing Physics question today.. I can sense more headache coming my way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been some time since i last danced.. I used to dance, to just keep myself cool, keep myself calm.. But it's not working anymore i think.. I can't even dance freely to the flow of the music anymore.. I tried.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wished for the examination to end as soon as possible.. That's all.. I already tried my best, memorizing, understanding.. I've tried everything.. But i don't know why.. whenever i see the questions.. *POOF* everything disappears from my mind.. Maybe I'm too stressed out.. Maybe i need to relax a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into the mirror, and all i can see i'm getting more and more grey hair.. Thanks a lot.. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, let's talk about something else.. I'm wondering, is there anyone out there that actually realize the existence of me dear blog? No one seems to be visiting anymore.. Good thing actually.. this means no update request.. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Time really do fly.. Like i said, I'm only left with 36 days.. And it's already been 4 months plus with her, without me realizing it.. It's fast.. We've been through rains, been through winds.. Arguments are unavoidable, but i'm glad that we always sort the matter out.. 4 months may seem short, but trust me.. When you're in love.. The time period is not important, but the process, the moment you spend with the person you love.. And as for now, i'm willing to give anything just to see her smiling in front of me.. I miss you~~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4611004048466130169?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4611004048466130169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/ring-chong-chong-ching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4611004048466130169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4611004048466130169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/ring-chong-chong-ching.html' title='Ring-A-Chong-Chong-Ching!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a0pGCjcKicQ/TpmOrZq560I/AAAAAAAAAGg/4KwFr4Vr3ec/s72-c/stress-mbaknol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5443919604700876246</id><published>2011-10-01T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T06:29:33.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o40u1rs4Fx0/TocTyXzLRoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W3EgjCIi0aA/s1600/sick.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o40u1rs4Fx0/TocTyXzLRoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W3EgjCIi0aA/s320/sick.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658513212917368450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently.. I've been sick.. Thursday night.. Puked three times in the midnight.. And things got worse the day after.. Couldn't even stand straight during assembly in school.. Felt dizzy.. Went back home after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for check up.. I was dead terrified when the doctor said that they need to test my blood and urine sample.. I was afraid that i might actually be infected with dengue fever.. But.. Lucky me.. Everything turns out to be only fever.. Am not dying yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a lot better today.. But was still lazy.. Might be a good chance for me to get away from all the stress though.. At least i don't have to care about how people will embarrass me in front of the class.. At least i don't have to face all these stress for a few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be having test on Tuesday and Wednesday again.. Maths T.. Will go back to doing revision tomorrow.. Let me procrastinate today first.. To release myself from all the pressure i will be facing again soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish that STPM would end by tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5443919604700876246?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5443919604700876246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/apparently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5443919604700876246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5443919604700876246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/10/apparently.html' title='Sick~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o40u1rs4Fx0/TocTyXzLRoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W3EgjCIi0aA/s72-c/sick.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7129500879016892501</id><published>2011-09-25T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T07:09:07.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Die Tonight?</title><content type='html'>If I die tonight &lt;br /&gt;I wonder &lt;br /&gt;Where I'll be tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Nobody cry please &lt;br /&gt;Push away the sorrow &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't been &lt;br /&gt;The best of men &lt;br /&gt;The best of friends &lt;br /&gt;The best of mom &lt;br /&gt;And daddy's last son &lt;br /&gt;The best of anything &lt;br /&gt;Tell Joe here's a last one &lt;br /&gt;If I die tonight &lt;br /&gt;Would I be forgiven &lt;br /&gt;By all the people &lt;br /&gt;I been slackin' with &lt;br /&gt;When I was livin'? &lt;br /&gt;Those who I hurt their hearts &lt;br /&gt;Took advantage of &lt;br /&gt;And even lied to &lt;br /&gt;Hug you one last time &lt;br /&gt;For forgiveness &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I would like to &lt;br /&gt;If I die tonight &lt;br /&gt;Would you feel the loss? &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow would you dial &lt;br /&gt;My number by accident &lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly... pause? &lt;br /&gt;If I die tonight &lt;br /&gt;I wonder who would get &lt;br /&gt;To keep my caps and shoes &lt;br /&gt;Jerseys, even my little &lt;br /&gt;Stuffed crocodile Coco too &lt;br /&gt;Get my cell phone &lt;br /&gt;Message everyone from A to Z &lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em this ain't Saw &lt;br /&gt;He passed away last night &lt;br /&gt;And pray he rest in peace &lt;br /&gt;If I die tonight &lt;br /&gt;Would you think of my room &lt;br /&gt;When you see blue &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to clean it up this morning &lt;br /&gt;But then I never knew &lt;br /&gt;If I die tonight &lt;br /&gt;What would happen to her &lt;br /&gt;How long would it take &lt;br /&gt;Before she kissed another man?... &lt;br /&gt;God damn... &lt;br /&gt;At fast food joints &lt;br /&gt;Would she still order &lt;br /&gt;The same combo meal for two? &lt;br /&gt;Things I wish I knew...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7129500879016892501?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7129500879016892501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/if-i-die-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7129500879016892501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7129500879016892501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/if-i-die-tonight.html' title='If I Die Tonight?'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1786031316762999187</id><published>2011-09-19T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:53:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Critics?</title><content type='html'>Is it really meant to be that way?? C'mon.. I'm stating the damn truth.. I slept late.. Cause i've been revising.. And you.. As a teacher.. Says something like that?? It's total bullshit.. You don't know what the hell i'm doing.. So, you have no rights to criticize me like that.. I'm a human as well.. I've got feelings.. Your word hurts.. What's worse.. What you don't know is that your bloody words embarrassed me in front of the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop judging me if you don't know me.. Are all these criticism meant for me?? Am i supposed to be facing all these shits?? No.. How would you like it if someone just blast you right in your damn face in front of the crowd?? I'm sure you'll feel just how i'm fucking feeling right now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will understand.. No one will know how it feels like.. To be looked down upon.. To be criticized.. No one will every understand.. Do you think that i do not want excellent results like the rest of them?? Do you think i really liked it a lot when other people criticized me?? Hell no.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will know how i'm fucking feeling right now.. You guys were never embarrassed in front of the class.. Call me anything you want.. I don give a fuck.. This is it.. I give up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1786031316762999187?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1786031316762999187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/critics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1786031316762999187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1786031316762999187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/critics.html' title='Critics?'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-843934393530099062</id><published>2011-09-16T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:05:44.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly Egg~~ =P</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time.. Since we last met.. I really miss you a lot.. Every time i log into my facebook account.. The first thing i'll view.. Is your profile.. I want to see you.. Hug you.. And whisper in your ear.. About how much i miss you.. And how much you mean to me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway.. As time pass.. I began to realize that my interest towards study is slowly fading.. I'm simply tired of looking at books.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. I really don't know what to blog about anymore.. I'm just simply updating this site here because someone *erhemtiukianweeerhem* complaint that my blog is dead.. So, i gotta revive it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I read this article in the Internet a few weeks back.. It says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls preferred guys, who are at least 180cm tall, not too thin, not too fat, not too buffed, but just right.. Girls also preferred guys who know what girls are thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you guys think?? I've asked the girls in my class.. And it turned out to be quite true actually.. But heck.. I'm 170cm tall, and a little fat.. I don't even give a damn about it.. I'm proud of who i am.. I might be short.. And people always make fun of me about it.. But i don't mind.. I argued back jokingly.. It's a really fun thing to do.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-843934393530099062?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/843934393530099062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-quite-some-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/843934393530099062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/843934393530099062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-quite-some-time.html' title='Smelly Egg~~ =P'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-2525958957866810046</id><published>2011-09-10T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T01:16:45.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Getaway!</title><content type='html'>Trial is finally here.. Pengajian Am has ended.. The next paper's Physics.. If i'm not mistaken.. Monday's got Maths T test.. I'll be dead soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books are currently piling on my right.. Filling up with dust.. Gahhhh.. I seriously should start studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of grey hair has been increasing lately.. Pressure is rising.. I look older day by day.. I need a way to release my stress.. I seriously do.. I felt even more tired day by day.. i'm sick of studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously beginning to feel that i don't give a bloody damn whether i'm gonna excel in my STPM or not anymore.. I've been working so hard studying.. And yet.. My results remained unchanged.. I'm sick of it.. I'm sick of facing the books everyday, working my goddamned ass off, getting the same bloody results and got criticized by everyone.. I'm sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this criticism meant for me?? Teachers criticized me, looked down me.. Some of the people in my class looked down on me.. This is not what i want.. C'mon.. I myself wanted a bloody good results as well.. When i'm studying my ass off.. Do you guys know it?? How are you guys gonna feel if this happens to you?? Think bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get the hell out of this place.. I need to escape from stress.. I need to.. Or else i'll die sooner than you guys think.. Maybe before the exam itself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously in a fucking bad mood.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : I don give a bloody fuck bout what you guys think.. If you guys really have the bloody guts.. Say it directly at my face.. Don't be a mouse and say it behind my back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2525958957866810046?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2525958957866810046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/getaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2525958957866810046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2525958957866810046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/09/getaway.html' title='The Getaway!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1538180914697646680</id><published>2011-08-02T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T04:43:10.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Plead NOT GUILTY~~~</title><content type='html'>Right.. Judging by the title.. Most of you guys can half expect that today's post have got something to do with the law.. And nope.. It's not me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Today.. We went to the High Court which is located at Shah Alam.. Went there and bla bla bla.. And finally.. We had the chance to witness a case IN the court.. Yes.. LIVE!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case i witnessed was a drug trafficking one.. And let me tell you something.. In the beginning it was boring.. It's not like what you see in the drama or whatsoever.. It's silent in there.. Arguments must not take place in the court, even among lawyers, as a symbol of respect to the jury or the court or whatever.. I can't recall.. But one thing for sure.. You can't talk, can't sleep, can't cross your leg over when you're sitting and this and that and this and that.. I almost fell asleep in the beginning.. Imagine the atmosphere in there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prosecutor in my case was an amateur i think.. He made a fool out of himself.. Even the judge couldn't take it any longer.. But, hey.. This might be the only beginning.. Hopefully that guy will improve though.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that was balik time.. We reached back school at around 1.10 if i'm not mistaken.. Where someone *erhemloudspeakererhem* gave us an incorrect information.. If you don't know anything, don't open your mouth.. You're a nobody in that club.. Why don't you leave that informing thingy to someone more appropriate?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her birthday's in a week's time.. I wonder if she'll enjoy it.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. And by the way.. The 7th month of the lunar calender is here.. If you guys don't know.. It's call the month of the hungry ghost.. SO, my peeps out there.. Take care of yourself and try not to go out till midnight.. A friendly reminder from me.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1538180914697646680?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1538180914697646680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-plead-not-guilty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1538180914697646680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1538180914697646680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-plead-not-guilty.html' title='I Plead NOT GUILTY~~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5227127764382705402</id><published>2011-07-18T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:36:04.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow~~~~~</title><content type='html'>Yeap.. Am finally back.. So, how are you guys out there?? Did you guys miss me?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway.. Let's talk about whatever that happened recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly.. Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallow Pt. 2.. That movie was OKAY though.. Not really up to my expectations.. I would give a rating of 7.5/10 perhaps??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up.. Academics.. Still left out in me studies.. I'll have to stop procrastinating.. Already started my revision.. Still have tonnes to catch up compared with the others.. Burning midnight oil is completely in my schedule now.. As what Lord Volder-Mong said.. I'll have to put in much more extra effort compared to others.. Therefore.. More effort it is.. I'm too left out in the path though.. Exam's coming soon.. So.. BOOM!!! Serious-ness is in me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up.. My class is having sales now.. In the school during breaks.. To raise funds, so that our class will be rich enough to "rent" a spot for the coming Hari Gerkorama thingy.. Hope that it'll just work out though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. I seriously needs to train up my guts to speak publicly again.. In front of crowds, audience, etc.. Mr. Tiu Kian Wee said that i looked awkward whenever i speak at the front now.. Unlike myself in the past.. Where i'm much more natural..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else to post up here though.. So.. I'd better continue with my revision now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5227127764382705402?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5227127764382705402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/07/meow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5227127764382705402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5227127764382705402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/07/meow.html' title='Meow~~~~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1661729608175192706</id><published>2011-07-04T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T08:40:08.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moooooooo~~~~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>Isn't really in the perfect mood right now though.. I have no idea what to post up here either.. I'll just let my fingers flow with the rhythm&lt;br /&gt; I guess.. So.. What's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. STPM is seriously getting closer now.. More effort.. No more procrastination.. I have been humiliated enough in my previous exam.. I gotta show the test of them.. That I'm much more capable than this.. I can do so much better.. I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway.. I have no stinking inspiration to post anymore.. I'll update soon.. Goodnight peeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1661729608175192706?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1661729608175192706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/07/moooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1661729608175192706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1661729608175192706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/07/moooooooo.html' title='Moooooooo~~~~~~~~~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-3669541526924471159</id><published>2011-05-08T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:35:48.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroommmm~~~~</title><content type='html'>Right.. The clock says err.. 1.28AM.. And i'm still up uploading this.. Anyway, this should be a short one judging at the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy belated Mama's day to every mother in the world.. Without you, we won't even be around on Earth anyway.. Especially to my very own mom.. You're AWESOME!! Thanks a lot.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Saturday.. We celebrated Mother's day early.. Had steamboat session at home.. With my aunt, grandparents, and stuffs.. Awesome way.. Heee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. I went for a midnight movie with her.. We watched Fast Five.. Man.. The movie was AWESOME!! I'll give a rating of 9.5/10.. Serious.. The movie is worth watching.. Check it out aight.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sunday.. Nothing much happened.. Stayed at home.. Watched two football matches.. Results? Stoke City 3 - 1 Arsenal.. And.. Jeng jeng jeng jeng.. Man Utd 2 - 1 Chelsea.. Man Utd played well if you asked me.. Their first goal was fast, even before the first minute, around 30+ seconds i think.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now.. It's time to sleep.. Just finished Lord Volder-mong's work, having a little headache now.. So.. Goodnight peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My short post didn't work out.. I still typed as much as before.. Heee~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-3669541526924471159?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3669541526924471159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/vroommmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3669541526924471159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3669541526924471159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/vroommmm.html' title='Vroommmm~~~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5383312970641262571</id><published>2011-04-22T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T06:42:58.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeng Jeng Jeng Jeng~~~</title><content type='html'>BLAM!!! I'm back.. Ahaha.. Right.. I seriously don't know why, but.. But.. I just have the urge to post something here today.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Let's see.. Today, Friday.. Ain't got no school, cause it's a Good Friday.. So, went for rehearsal and bla bla bla.. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Some of muh peeps went to Kuala Gula, Perak.. And as you guys could possibly see.. I'm stuck in the house.. == But i might be meeting ChinGuan later, so... Cyeah.. No biggie though.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized my damn Cantonese sounded like err.. I don't know.. But weird.. Gotta improve on it.. Where's my Canton peep?? I need you guys man. Ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Mid-year is coming soon.. Revision still stuck half way.. Gotta stop the procrastination and start with my work already, otherwise i will be dead before October.. Yes, October.. I don't even have to wait for STPM to hang myself.. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The syllabus is tough.. Especially Physics.. Chemistry, still ok.. And Maths.. I'm beginning to struggle with it already.. I have to start working already.. Have to have to have to.. Gahhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Gotta go.. I need to go out now or Mr. Ng will seriously screw me up.. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5383312970641262571?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5383312970641262571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/jeng-jeng-jeng-jeng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5383312970641262571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5383312970641262571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/jeng-jeng-jeng-jeng.html' title='Jeng Jeng Jeng Jeng~~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1902960575509673449</id><published>2011-04-17T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T07:04:36.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OohLaLa~~~</title><content type='html'>Damn it.. This bloody is damn hard to type.. I bloody need time to get used to it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. Finally done with the rest of the MUET paper.. It was OK i guess.. Writing was terrible.. Reading and listening was OK.. I don even understand the first question of the writing paper.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. After the whole thing.. I went for a rehearsal.. Then. bla bla bla.. Balik, makan and stuffs.. Bla bla bla.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for midnight movie with HER! Hahaha.. Watch "Ghost Must Be Crazy".. Let's see.. I give a rating of err.. 7/10 maybe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today.. Nothing much.. Just stayed at home the whole day.. Pathetic Sunday.. Sunday is always boring to me.. I don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IU day is just two weeks away.. Gotta start an intensive training, or else the four of us shall regret the whole process instead of enjoying it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. And by the way.. IMY~~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1902960575509673449?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1902960575509673449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/oohlala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1902960575509673449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1902960575509673449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/oohlala.html' title='OohLaLa~~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7861443269368993950</id><published>2011-04-02T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T10:20:23.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma~</title><content type='html'>In a serious case of dilemma now.. I have no idea what to do at all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you.. Seriously i do.. However, after everything you told me just now, i felt rather err.. I dunno.. Weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends.. i know.. I understand your feelings.. You're having a hard time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall i persevere and go on.. Or should i just call back and quit? I don't know.. I'm sure we both know just how we both feel for each other.. I like you.. But at the same time.. I do not want you to feel bad at all.. I'll definitely be needing time to sort this matter out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should quit.. This way.. You will feel better.. That big rock will be off of you.. Or maybe i should carry on.. I might feel lucky.. But.. you will be having a hard time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This topic definitely brought me down.. Spoilt my damn mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.. Ain't in a mood for anything.. I need someone to talk to.. And i know just who i should go to.. Someone i really trust.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GodDamned it!-&lt;br /&gt;PS : I know.. I promised you that i will not be rude.. But i can't help it.. Sorry~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7861443269368993950?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7861443269368993950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7861443269368993950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7861443269368993950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4904708552655812787</id><published>2011-03-25T03:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T03:24:51.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAHHHHH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Me is sick.. Screw me life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infected with flu, sore throat, cough, and lost me freaking voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsed a bit today.. Still a long way to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BuhBye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No inspiration to blog no more.. Sign out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4904708552655812787?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4904708552655812787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/gahhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4904708552655812787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4904708552655812787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/gahhhhh.html' title='GAHHHHH!!!!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-530905454984553806</id><published>2011-03-23T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:46:34.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoilt The Rest of My Year</title><content type='html'>Let's see.. Today.. Bad bad day.. Everyone in class, changed place.. And i'm basically stuck with someone whom i don't get along very well.. And i don't wanna stuck there for the rest of the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really quiet for me today.. No talking and staring around the class the whole day.. No topic to start a conversation with, no gossips.. Basically, my only entertainment in class (gossips) is ruined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was abandoned by Mr Tiu Kian Wee and Mr Tan Chee Sheng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone.. Rescue me please!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like attending school tomorrow.. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood now though.. She's been acting a little strange.. On a mood swing perhaps??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-530905454984553806?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/530905454984553806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/spoilt-rest-of-my-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/530905454984553806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/530905454984553806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/spoilt-rest-of-my-year.html' title='Spoilt The Rest of My Year'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5079412053645952959</id><published>2011-03-19T03:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T03:32:43.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooooooooooo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>I'm a little eenie minnie high today.. Muahaha.. So, what's up, peeps.. DO you guys miss me?? Ngek ngek ngek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with yesterday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning yesterday, me and some of the guys... And girls.. Went to the orphanage near the ACS primary school.. And once there.. We got older, as everyone started calling us uncles.. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we played.. Then, makan.. Then.. Cabut.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. We went to another one at Chi Liung.. Right beside the Pantai Hospital.. Nothing much happened there.. Cutting grass.. And BOOM!! Mango time.. Nope.. Not eating them.. But throwing them.. Haha.. Mangoes were flying everywhere.. And now.. Back at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. I'm totally stuck with Tae Yang's Wedding Dress.. Whenever i'm free.. My mind goes "Nega ibeun wedding dress.." Haha.. Real awesome song, i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I'm learning his dance.. Simple, yet complicated.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be meeting up Kelvin Koh Gor Gor later, at night.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. She's going to Singapore tonight.. Coming back on Monday.. I'm definitely going to be missing her.. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cahnce is getting more and more obvious now.. I shall not give up.. And nope.. I'm not despo.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.. Peace out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5079412053645952959?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5079412053645952959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/mooooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5079412053645952959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5079412053645952959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/03/mooooooooooo.html' title='Mooooooooooo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-3730464819727829088</id><published>2011-02-13T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T04:54:55.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nei-Ni-Nei-Ni-Pu-Pu</title><content type='html'>Guess who's back?? Its's ME!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Let's see.. Today's the erm.. 11th day of Chinese New Year.. And my CNY is as boring as hell.. other than Rami, i seriously couldn't think of anything else that actually settles off my boring-ness.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I'm surrently stuck in Cheras Utama, at my uncle's place.. I played Rami, the whole day.. Does that tells you how crazy i am about it?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's school.. And guess what?? Tomorrow's the 14th of February.. Which means.. VALENTINE!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wished that i could actually spend my Valentine this year.. With you.. Even though we ain't officially together yet.. But you know that i like you a lot.. I wanna be with you.. Tomorrow.. Hopefully, it will happen.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. I seriously miss you a lot.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-3730464819727829088?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3730464819727829088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/guess-whos-back-itss-me-xd-anyway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3730464819727829088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3730464819727829088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/02/guess-whos-back-itss-me-xd-anyway.html' title='Nei-Ni-Nei-Ni-Pu-Pu'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6394902793695215873</id><published>2011-01-26T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T08:31:28.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAHHH!! It's Back!!</title><content type='html'>Woah-Oh-Oh.. look at the time.. Let's see.. It's 12.20AM and i'm still stuck on my Chemistry.. It's back.. Ta-Daa.. The pressure is all back now.. FUCK!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Let's see.. I actually re-filed all of my notes, tests, exercises because the earlier system was a total failure.. I'm hoping that this will work out better than the previous one, or i'll be wasting my money then.. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked back this note book i have.. To keep track of all the homeworks i need to finish.. And yeap.. I've still got tonnes of it to settle.. GAHHH!! I'll be tearing my hair out sooner or later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressure is back.. It's coming back.. And now.. It's getting worse this year i suppose.. With the acknowledgement of STPM is this year really kills.. It ain't that easy.. Prof. Chinns is putting pressure on us.. So is Prof. McChandrikall, Aunt Phang-Tuna, and Lord Volder-Mong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Volder-Mong.. He keeps writing this comment to sort of like give me inspiration and motivation to keep up with my "good effort".. And darn it.. Now, he's making me feel guilty if i happen to fail my Chemistry tests.. Thanks a lot.. o.0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling it.. I think that i might even be dead before STPM arrives.. Someone please.. Kill the pressure surrounding me.. I'm suffocating.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's leave that aside.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something that cheers me up whenever i'm pressured.. Well, maybe just a little.. CNY IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER!! Which actually means.. ANG-PAO!!! And hell lots of FOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get fat during CNY now shall we?! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6394902793695215873?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6394902793695215873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/gahhh-its-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6394902793695215873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6394902793695215873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/gahhh-its-back.html' title='GAHHH!! It&apos;s Back!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8333393147379231078</id><published>2011-01-22T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:17:02.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another New Resolution...</title><content type='html'>Let's see now.. When a new year arrives, that means a new resolution for some people as well.. I don't know about you guys who are reading my blog.. But hey.. I have some already.. XD Let's list it out now shall we..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And err.. Let us start with something that has to do with studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No more procrastination.. It's time to study..&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish all my work on time..&lt;br /&gt;3. Stop party-ing for one year??&lt;br /&gt;4. New phone.. ROFLMFAO.. &lt;br /&gt;5. Get myself a new lappie..&lt;br /&gt;6. Stay single for another one year?? XD&lt;br /&gt;7. Get fit.. I don want fats to hang around my body.. ==&lt;br /&gt;8. Change everyone's perspective towards me..&lt;br /&gt;9. Able to save up to RM 3K.. Excluding money for my new phone and lappie..&lt;br /&gt;10. Stay at home every weekdays night..&lt;br /&gt;11. Perfect my skills on guitar..&lt;br /&gt;12. Get famous.. (I don't know what this is for.. But i'll just out it in cause i'm outta idea.. XD)&lt;br /&gt;13. New hair colour after STPM..&lt;br /&gt;14. Get a magic lamp, and ask the genie to fulfill all my wishes.. XD&lt;br /&gt;15. A brand new car.. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;16. Get crazeh all the time.. Exceptional if i have to be serious.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. There's more to come.. (I think..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'll just end this resolution thingy here at the moment.. Ran out of resolution list.. XD Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8333393147379231078?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8333393147379231078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-new-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8333393147379231078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8333393147379231078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-new-resolution.html' title='Another New Resolution...'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8652412651430003543</id><published>2011-01-18T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T03:56:43.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Goes The Names~~</title><content type='html'>Right.. Peeps.. As I said in muh last post.. I was gonna come out with some names for some of the teachers in ACS.. Haha.. Here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mong - The evil Lord "Volder-Mong" (Lord Voldermort - The Dark Lord)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chan - Prof. Chinns (Prof. Binns - The prof. that teaches History in Hogwarts and would not stop teaching even if he's dead.. XD)&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Chandrika - Prof. McChandrikall (Prof McGonagall - The one that is in charge of Griffindor)&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Phang - Aunt Phang-Tuna (Aunt Petunia - Mother of Dudley Dursley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's the one that teaches my class.. XD Anyway.. There's a reason for all those names.. Here they go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volder-Mong : He's evil, and the name is very catchy.. XD&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Chinns : This guy will never stop teaching Maths even if he's half-dead.. Trust me..&lt;br /&gt;Prof. McChandrikall : She's in charge of my class, and she's nice.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Phang-Tuna : She talks loudly, and she is evil at times.. Muahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catchy names?? XD There's more to come.. Oh yeah.. I came up with a new name for another teacher in my school.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Koh : Madame Koh-Xime (Madame Maxime - Principal of Beauxbaton's Academy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madame Koh-Xime : She's tall, skinny and the hair is just the same.. And they both have the same deep voice.. ROFLMFAO.. XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.. The Yakin-ians and the Azam-ians will love this.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope that the teacher couldn't find out about this blog.. Otherwise, I'll pretty much be a dead meat by then.. XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8652412651430003543?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8652412651430003543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-goes-names.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8652412651430003543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8652412651430003543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-goes-names.html' title='Here Goes The Names~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-9119520448066421267</id><published>2011-01-15T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T20:50:46.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Still-Thinking-Of-A-Suitable-Title" Post</title><content type='html'>Ta-daaa.. It's me again.. *drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. I'm being lame.. But hey.. It's me.. And i don't change for nobody.. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start today's post with.. Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.. Exactly on the 15th.. Which is yesterday.. Cleaned up the house.. Because as we all know.. CNY is just around the corner.. And yeap.. The empress in the house (My Mom.. ==) decided to have a little cleaning.. Cleaned for almost the whole day.. And bla bla bla.. Then at night.. Me, Alan, and ChinGuan went for a movie.. We watched Paranormal Activity 2.. In the middle of the night.. Our movie started at 12.20 am.. Spooky much?? XD But it ain't that scary though.. It was OK.. I give that movie a rating of 7/9.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today.. Went for breakfast just now.. And that auntie selling prawn mee, seriously got attitude problem lar, i tell you.. I ordered mee, not mi hun.. If you've got some shits in your ear.. Dig it out before starting your business.. And didn't your mother teach you not to turn and just walk away when someone is talking to you?? BITCH!!! Bloody hell.. I don't think that your business is going anywhere with your attitude like that.. At least you lost one customer already.. And yeah.. If anybody asked me about your product.. I will definitely criticize your stall.. ARSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Chill.. Chill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on.. Let's just ignore that kind of idiocy for now.. And now.. Hmm.. Let's just say that i'm basically stuck at home with my work.. Chemistry, P. Am, Maths.. It's all piling up.. *sigh* If and only if i had eights hands.. It could've be finished by now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's end this post now, shall we.. I gotta go on with my work.. Otherwise the whole class will be nagged by "Lord Volder-Mong"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. I'm trying to come up with names based on the characters from Harry Potter's novel for every teacher in my class.. Lifeless much?? ROFLMFAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-9119520448066421267?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/9119520448066421267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/hectic-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/9119520448066421267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/9119520448066421267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/hectic-sunday.html' title='&quot;Still-Thinking-Of-A-Suitable-Title&quot; Post'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4919314146737425541</id><published>2011-01-13T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T04:45:57.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Management~~</title><content type='html'>Seriously.. I think Mr. "Perfect-In-Chemistry" Mong should go for anger management class.. I really don't understand you.. Must you should at us for a eenie-meenie-tiny little mistakes?? *sigh* I really don't understand old man.. Especially those that teaches Chemistry and thinks that he is one hell of a great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's is what happened today.. We were doing experiment today.. And seriously.. I think majority of us failed that stupid experiment.. So, why can't we just discuss it and get it done with?? We need help at times.. Seriously.. It's ridiculous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Let's not let that type of stupidity ruin our mood now shall we.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. Weeee.. I'm in love again.. LMFAO.. Haha.. Yes, people.. I have a crush on somebody.. Again.. XD Haha.. How long more do i have to wait?? I don't know.. Honestly.. But it doesn't matter how long it takes anyway.. I have one more year to go through the path of education.. So, seriously.. I don't mind.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been really busy for me recently.. Loads of homework.. GAHHHH.. I might get crazy and get admitted into mental hospital because of that as well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross-country's starting soon.. Gotta start my training soon.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4919314146737425541?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4919314146737425541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/anger-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4919314146737425541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4919314146737425541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6315328226501367881</id><published>2011-01-10T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T05:33:04.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-A-Boo!!</title><content type='html'>Peek-a-boo!! Yeap.. I'm back, peeps.. Well.. At least for today.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.. It is now officially the second week of school.. Homework's getting more and more.. Especially, Mr. Chan's work.. And I'm just taking up sometime here to update my blog.. So, that my blog wouldn't run out of readers.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. "You-Know-Who" seems to be starting with a little more intensive way of teaching.. So, everyday.. We will have to find questions from reference books or exercise books that we do.. And answer it on our own.. So-called wanna prove that we actually studied lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. P.A's quiz team.. I'm in the same team as Mr. Tiu Kian Wee.. So, you prepared yet.. Don't worry, leader.. I will not disappoint you.. Hopefully lar.. XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeap.. We finally switched class.. Right now.. I'm sitting in the third row.. Right next to Mr. Tiu Kian Wee, and Mr.  Tan Chee Seng beside him.. And we're quite noisy, actually.. ROFLMFAO.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we decorated our class pretty well if you ask me actually.. Haha.. I know i made empty promises about posting pictures and stuffs before.. But this time.. I seriously promise.. I shall post it very soon.. Just you guys wait.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today.. My post is to tell you guys that I'm actually still alive and to update about the stuffs in school.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think about anything to post anymore at this time.. So, don't leave my blog alone aight?? I'm sure there's something interesting planned ahead for me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6315328226501367881?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6315328226501367881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/peek-boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6315328226501367881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6315328226501367881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-A-Boo!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-2178442200211156396</id><published>2011-01-01T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T03:14:10.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara 2010...</title><content type='html'>Woots.. Peeps.. Here we go.. It's 2011.. Bye bye 2010.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's refresh our memories now shall we.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning of the year.. I was working at a forwarding company.. Bumi Raya Sdn. Bhd.. Had great experience there.. And met some new friends.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. National Service.. It was awesome.. XD Especially the peeps there.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. Went into Form 6.. Man, the friends there are awesome.. We chilled out together.. And did lots of stupid stuff there.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us just view some pictures there now shall we.. XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8ITrtlr2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ydEcjpDpxvs/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8ITrtlr2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ydEcjpDpxvs/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557169599442956130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8IiZG2_QI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fx7lU9cao_0/s1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8IiZG2_QI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fx7lU9cao_0/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557169852146711810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8IvbTRZOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wZUwYjseZUQ/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8IvbTRZOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wZUwYjseZUQ/s320/c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557170076073944290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JKX0nmoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/43YLzLy9_nc/s1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JKX0nmoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/43YLzLy9_nc/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557170538996537986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JYxbaiYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PLhbfy52NMw/s1600/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JYxbaiYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PLhbfy52NMw/s320/e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557170786388314498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JoK2CCwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LWqt4Q3QPNg/s1600/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JoK2CCwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LWqt4Q3QPNg/s320/f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557171050908879618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JvBYLS0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VPTyuQW2f8I/s1600/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8JvBYLS0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/VPTyuQW2f8I/s320/g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557171168626821954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8J4a1z1hI/AAAAAAAAAFE/VR7vYpEk1rg/s1600/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8J4a1z1hI/AAAAAAAAAFE/VR7vYpEk1rg/s320/h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557171330080822802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8LCZ79oaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yKN1P9MGZ8c/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8LCZ79oaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yKN1P9MGZ8c/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557172601148514722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8LZT7gYpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/uyNsmaefaUw/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8LZT7gYpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/uyNsmaefaUw/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557172994672976530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. There are suppose to be more pictures for me to upload.. But somehow.. I'm feeling a little lazy.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeap.. That's how my 2010 went.. And yes.. It was awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, 2010.. You will be kept as my memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011.. Let us just see how it will turn out to be.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2178442200211156396?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2178442200211156396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/sayonara-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2178442200211156396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2178442200211156396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2011/01/sayonara-2010.html' title='Sayonara 2010...'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TR8ITrtlr2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ydEcjpDpxvs/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7526301358196818766</id><published>2010-11-29T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:36:43.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shining, Glowing... Not so much..</title><content type='html'>Wokay.. Peeps.. So sorry about the lack of updates.. Anyway, here's something..&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, on the err.. 26th of November, which is err.. Last Friday.. Me and my peeps went to Sunshine Hill.. Well, the day was quite enjoyable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after all those cycling and walking and bla bla bla.. It was time to settle down for food.. *saliva dripping* So, we eat eat eat.. Then. Shi Yun and Sheng Fong came up with a muffin with a candle sticking on it.. Birthday song played.. And yeah.. I was kinda surprised.. And thanks a lot.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the 27th.. Which is the next day.. I changed the bumper for my car.. *pheww... finally........* I'll post up the picture of it, next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. Today.. The actual day.. Damn it.. I'm 18.. XD So, fuck the world man.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me today.. Stay reading.. I'll u[date more often from now on.. I promise.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7526301358196818766?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7526301358196818766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/11/shining-glowing-not-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7526301358196818766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7526301358196818766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/11/shining-glowing-not-so-much.html' title='Shining, Glowing... Not so much..'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4329149132510421378</id><published>2010-09-28T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T06:21:20.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G-Tronic's Kicking Ass!!! XD</title><content type='html'>Yo, what's up peeps.. Aight.. Today.. I was gonna post abut something that made me really high last Saturday.. Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to William's house in the afternoon.. Found Wee King just lying on the floor.. Trying very hard to fall asleep.. We were suppose to be there for a last rehearsal before heading to Pavillion for our unprepared performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, we got bored.. So, we decided to head outside.. We went to BBT Building, as William's gotta help his friend bank in some cash in Maybank.. After that, the three of us.. Head upstairs.. Walked around.. And decided that it's time for a game of Counter-Strike.. So, basically we just run everywhere pretending that we're armies.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. We head back to his house.. Knowing that we're having sufficient time.. We decided to think about what we would like to call our crew as.. At that moment of time, all types of names appeared.. There's Cue Crew, Sap Sueh (Rubbish in Hokkien.. XD).. And.. Finally.. One last final decision.. We call ourselves "G-Tronic"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we took our baths and stuffs.. We head all the way to Pavillion for the moment that the three of us have been waiting for.. Reached there at 8pm.. And we did just what we were suppose to do.. Seriously, no boasting.. But, we seriously kicked ass!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for dinner.. After dinner we head to TTDI to ease ourselves down.. Went to Bamboo 9.. Partied all the way to 3.30am.. Then, went to Mohsin to get a drink.. After that.. Head home.. We reached home around err.. 5++ am i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight.. That's all for today.. I'll be posting up the video of our performance a few days later.. I gotta get it from William first.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4329149132510421378?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4329149132510421378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/09/g-tronics-kicking-ass-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4329149132510421378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4329149132510421378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/09/g-tronics-kicking-ass-xd.html' title='G-Tronic&apos;s Kicking Ass!!! XD'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7195228830094045353</id><published>2010-09-10T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T05:20:31.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived From The Death</title><content type='html'>Right.. Let's get back to serious business.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously cracking my head open, thanks to Jason's work.. It's like so fucking complicated and we have to fucking pass it up the next week.. Luckily, there will be no class next week.. *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i wonder.. Is there anyone reading my blog out there?? Dude.. It's like a graveyard in here.. Someone, please.. Revive my blog.. I'm doing my part.. So, now.. Your turn.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my stupid computer's Window is corrupted now.. Damn it.. That means i can't use the damn net for a while.. Till i fix it up.. So, right now.. My "F-O-C" cyber cafe would be Bryan See's house.. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Im really out of topic about what i should be posting up recently.. Maybe that's why i don't post anything up here as often as i used to do.. But, don't you worry, my peeps.. I would definitely post something up here.. As soon as i thought of what i'm supposed to post up here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey.. Readers.. Don't leave my blog just yet.. I promise you guys something interesting.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.. Now's break for us.. So, im super free.. Other than all the work i left piling up in my bedroom.. XD So, mamak anyone?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i guess.. Peace out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7195228830094045353?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7195228830094045353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/09/revived-from-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7195228830094045353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7195228830094045353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/09/revived-from-death.html' title='Revived From The Death'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-3095532098946943343</id><published>2010-08-16T05:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T06:09:45.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Resolution!!</title><content type='html'>Well, peeps.. Here i am again.. But don't worry.. There won't be any emotional post here.. Well, at least not today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday.. I made up my mind.. I spend some time thinking back how foolish i was, reminiscing the past.. So, i came up with a list.. List of Resolution.. For this upcoming two years.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no.. I ain't gonna post the whole list up here.. No point doing so.. So, i'm just telling the main point here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my new resolution is to concentrate more on my studies.. Less thoughts on girls.. STPM may still be far away.. But i'm sure you guys know how time flies.. So, i'm not gonna waste my time procrastinating anymore.. Will start to build up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all the top students in my class.. Beware.. You guys will be facing a new "Saw Wai Kiat" very soon.. As soon as i catch up with all those syllabus i got left out last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that my tuition will be starting soon now.. So, right now.. I'm simply completing all the works i left out.. Gotta work real hard, as the competition's hard in my class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for girls.. I'll just let it be.. I'm sure when the right time comes.. The right one will appear just in front of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I guess that's the end of my post now.. Will update as soon as i got the time to do so.. Cause i'll be really, really busy from now on.. With my studies, revisions, social life, and all sort of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a little message to Mr. Mong and Mr. Chan.. I will not let you guys look down on me anymore.. I definitely will surprise you guys with my results in the upcoming exam.. My determination of getting 4-flats will not be gone.. I will prove it to you guys.. A brat like me can also make a difference.. You guys just wait.. I'll make you guys take back all the words you guys threw at me.. The same goes to Pn. Phang and Pn. Chandrika.. I PROMISE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-3095532098946943343?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3095532098946943343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-resolution.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3095532098946943343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3095532098946943343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-resolution.html' title='The New Resolution!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6261686926266300439</id><published>2010-08-03T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:12:07.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About Myself</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.. Today.. I felt emo again, and i seriously have no idea why?? But somehow, this is my feeling at this very moment.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i know why now.. I happened to pass by that particular someone's blog just now.. And i happened to read it.. Well, actually.. I read her previous post.. All the way from last year.. Where we actually met each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of everything of you.. The way you try not to hurt me, the way you decided to take things your ways, the way everything ended..  And i can remember very clearly what happened that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.. I'm sot of like aware about this love thingy.. I've been pass through it for so many times.. And i've been hurt for so many times.. I give up.. Well, to those who thinks that you guys know me enough..  Well.. I can tell you one thing.. YOu guys don't know me yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always played, joked, laughed my ass off, and smiled with you guys.. But the truth is that i'm sad in the inside.. I'm putting a mask on.. I don't want people to know about this.. I'm posting this up here because i know that noone reads my blog actually.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't know what else to say.. Well, like what i always say.. Nobody really knows me.. Nobody know what actually is going on in my mind.. Nobody knows how i feel.. FML..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: felt so good after exosing everything here.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6261686926266300439?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6261686926266300439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/08/sigh-somehow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6261686926266300439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6261686926266300439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/08/sigh-somehow.html' title='The Truth About Myself'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4558389900271908545</id><published>2010-07-30T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T07:01:46.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt Different For Once!!</title><content type='html'>Wokay.. Let's not talk about studies today.. Let's talk about something else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school at 4.30pm today.. Was suppose to be there at 4.30, but somehow i reached there at 4.45pm.. =P I overslept.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're suppose to help out with the games you see.. There were games like Chapteh, Coconut Bowling, Some Hockey thingy, IQ games, Hulla hoop stuff and a ping pong like game.. Me and Megga was in charge of Chapteh.. Kinda challenging to me though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really fun to see all those kids playing.. They laughing and stuffs.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole game thingy settle, we had a dance along session.. And for goodness sake.. Pn. Chandrika asked me to lead the kids.. So her words went a little like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn.Chandrika : *facing the kids*OK.. In Abang Wai Kiat.. *turns to me*You got any&lt;br /&gt;               nick name or not??&lt;br /&gt;Me           : No.. I dont think we need that gua~~&lt;br /&gt;Pn.Chandrika : *turns to the back*What nickname should we give him??&lt;br /&gt;Me           : o.0"&lt;br /&gt;Megga        : THE SAW!!&lt;br /&gt;Pn.Chandrika : *face the kids again*Ini "Abang The Saw".. Abang apa??&lt;br /&gt;Kids         : The Saw!!&lt;br /&gt;Me           : *whispering*Damn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing ended.. Pn. Chandrika treated us to dinner in Modern!! XD&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks a lot, teacher*XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt different today.. Well, at least i enjoyed myself today.. Really mixing around with my classmates*Finally!! ==*, seeing those kids have a good time.. Man.. It really do feel good.. It really do.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4558389900271908545?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4558389900271908545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/felt-different-for-once.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4558389900271908545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4558389900271908545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/felt-different-for-once.html' title='Felt Different For Once!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8391498509749136688</id><published>2010-07-27T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T06:16:28.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "I-Don't-Know-What-I'm-Talking-About" Post</title><content type='html'>Alright.. I think it's been some time since i last posted something up here.. But anyway.. Here i am again.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today.. Was OK i guess.. The best thing is that Mr. Mong didn't turn up for Chemistry today.. *HOORAY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the subject was OK as well.. Nothing great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... There's something that's been bothering me though.. My blog have been quite dead lately.. Where the hell is my readers?? My blog's open for Human.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Ran out of idea about what to post and stuffs.. Plus i'm getting more and more lazy day by day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. One more thing.. GODDAMNED IT!! I'm BROKE!! =="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8391498509749136688?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8391498509749136688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/alright.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8391498509749136688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8391498509749136688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/alright.html' title='The &quot;I-Don&apos;t-Know-What-I&apos;m-Talking-About&quot; Post'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-536867766745157165</id><published>2010-07-16T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:20:01.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, Hippitty-Hoo-Blah...</title><content type='html'>Aight.. According to the clock hung on the wall.. It's 1.10am right now.. And i can't sleep.. Damn it.. No matter though.. I'll just simply post something up here, cause i felt lifeless right now.. Lifeless as in nothing to do.. Please.. Do not misunderstand me.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow.. Wait.. I mean a few hours later.. Is my school's canteen day.. I'll definitely be taking pictures there, and hopefully i'll eventually have the time to post it up here.. Will be going for a while.. Cause i heard a lot of my ex-schoolmates and ex-classmates will be there as well.. So, i'll just take this opportunity to meet em.. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about today now shall we.. Right.. Today.. Hmm.. Nothing much except that i fucking screwed up my Chemistry test.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIP~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk about yesterday.. Dang.. I screwed up my Physics test as well.. Despite having an open-book-test.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta start studying.. I don't wanna be looked down by others.. Especially when the competition's hard in my class.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Let's talk about "L-O-V-E".. XD&lt;br /&gt;I don't know bout you guys.. But to me right now.. Having a girlfriend.. Is like putting one leg into a coffin.. Especially when you're in Form 6.. Unless if you know how to manage your time.. But, somehow.. I'll feel lonely once in a while as well.. *No, i'm not being desperate..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.. I had set up something in my mind.. Study must be my main priority now.. Come to think of it.. What Mr. Mong said to me make sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will have to change.. Surprise everyone of us here with your results.. It's still not too late.. But first.. You will have to change your attitude.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is what i'll be doing now.. NO more procrastinating.. No more fooling around.. *well, maybe once in a while.. =)* I'll be setting up my targets now.. It's hard.. Therefore.. I gotta work for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that.. I just remembered the work that Mr. Chan gave us.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not be wasting my time anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, peeps.. I might only update my blog once in a while.. To those who were following my blog.. Don't leave.. I'm sure the future has something interesting planned ahead of me.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-536867766745157165?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/536867766745157165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/blah-blah-hippitty-hoo-blah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/536867766745157165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/536867766745157165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/blah-blah-hippitty-hoo-blah.html' title='Blah, Blah, Hippitty-Hoo-Blah...'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-3611192158850343698</id><published>2010-07-08T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T08:41:34.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Stressed-Off Day..</title><content type='html'>Aight, peeps.. Today.. I wasn't pressured much as i'm always am.. Here's how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today starts with Pengajian Am.. No pressure at all.. As i finished all Mrs. Pheng's homework despite being absent the day before.. *grins*.. However, she gave us a little homework at the end of her class as well.. So, still OK to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that's MUET class.. Mrs. Chandrika came in.. And for some reason.. She left her notes that she's suppose to give me and another Malay girl in my class (I forgot her name.. Sorry~~ ^^)as we were both absent the previous day.. So.. She went downstairs to look for the notes.. And she came back half an hour later i suppose.. So, she doesn't have much time to teach.. Which also means less homework.. The only homework from her is the exercise from the notes she gave us this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, recess.. Didn't ate much, as my stomach's still not feeling well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. Chemistry.. Mr. Mong asked us to be in the lab.. Which can only mean one thing.. Experimental time!! So.. We will have to be in a pair.. I paired up with Yu Wei.. So at first.. We were allowed to play with the apparatus.. Then we will have to carry out the experiment.. We're suppose to be doing titration.. So, when we're suppose to mix the NaOH solution with another chemical (Forgotten the name.. LMAO), we stupidly mixed it up with HCl.. So.. We had to repeat the experiment all over again.. So, no time to finish it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chemistry was Physics.. We have to carry out experiment as well.. Here's the aim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aim : To investigate the e.m.f and the internal resistance of a rheostat.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. And you will not believe it.. The experiment went smoothly.. Our graph was perfect.. And we even passed up our report early.. How great was that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now.. There's still one thing that bothers me.. Mrs. Pheng's newspaper report!! I haven't done that yet.. And am working on it now.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update whenever i get the chance to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-3611192158850343698?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3611192158850343698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-stressed-off-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3611192158850343698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3611192158850343698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-stressed-off-day.html' title='A Little Stressed-Off Day..'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7734352588551749588</id><published>2010-06-29T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T01:47:20.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Slowly Feeling The Pressure...</title><content type='html'>"Goddamned it!! Mistakes again.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. Above were the phrases that i used more than i usually used to use.. Why?? Long story cut short.. I cannot afford to waste my time anymore.. I cannot afford to make mistakes anymore.. I am suppose to be chasing up with time, not the other way round.. SO, that means that i will have to be a freaking nerd for 1 1/2 years.. Weird huh?? Well, peeps.. Try to imagine me wearing a big glasses, with buttoned up colared t's, and flat, center-splitted hair.. I'm sure.. I'm pretty sure.. NO, wait.. I'm very sure that it looks.. WEIRD!! LMAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school has been on progress.. Still busy with my homework.. Still busy with my rehearsal for this coming Saturday's performance.. Still busy with revision.. And definitely.. Still busy hooking in with my new classmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I'm currently working on my Chemistry's notes.. A whole pile of 'em.. After this, have to start with Physics.. Then, Maths T.. What a life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly feeling the pressure.. Now i know.. The reason why a lot of my friends don't wanna go in for Form 6.. Now i know, the consequences of going in late for Form 6.. Lots of catching up to do.. Lots of understanding to do.. Lots of homework to complete.. Lots of notes to jot down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really gotta stop wasting time, thinking bout non-important things.. And blogging any further.. For today only lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PEACE OUT-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7734352588551749588?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7734352588551749588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-slowly-feeling-pressure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7734352588551749588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7734352588551749588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-slowly-feeling-pressure.html' title='I&apos;m Slowly Feeling The Pressure...'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6234942408622974004</id><published>2010-06-27T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:50:07.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week in School = TERROR!!</title><content type='html'>Wokay, peeps.. The first week of school has passed.. Only one word to describe it.. HELL!! Dude.. It's like i don't even understand a thing that's on the whiteboard and that came out from the teacher's mouth.. *sigh*.. How sad is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. My class.. Totally boring.. About 98% of my classmates are study freaks, in short, they're NERDS.. So, i guess that's the factor that made my class so darn quiet.. The only person's that playing around are me, Jerry, Yong Sheng and Yu Wei.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my homeworks' like WOAH-OH-OH.. A big pile of 'em.. And i'm not even done with them yet.. I've still got a loads of catching up to do.. My notes are like.. Err.. Let me describe them using my face expressions.. o.0" That's how i was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. Enough bout my Form 6 thingy.. Let's start with something else.. Hmm.. Let's see.. Oh yeah.. On the 3rd of July.. Me, William, Jordan and Wee King will be having our performance in Cheras' AEON.. So, whoever's interested to watch.. KIndly go to the place stated and support us.. I promise.. Our performance will not be a disappointing ne.. LMAO.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?? Hmm.. Oh yeah.. One more thing.. My school, SMK Methodist (ACS), Klang.. Will be organising a Canteen Day on the 17th of July.. Venue?? My school, of course.. Where else could it be.. Anyone interested in purchasing a ticket, you may contact me.. Leave a message in the chat box, and i will confirm with you as soon as possible by replying your message.. =) A book of ticket would be RM 10.. And erm.. That Canteen Day thingy starts at 9, if i'm not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.. I'm suppose to talk about my first week in school.. But now.. I'm just like promoting things.. Makes me felt like a sales person.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i gotta stop here.. Gotta continue with my homework.. Or else.. I'll be a dead meat pretty soon.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6234942408622974004?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6234942408622974004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-week-in-school-terror.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6234942408622974004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6234942408622974004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-week-in-school-terror.html' title='First Week in School = TERROR!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6534371260681070998</id><published>2010-06-20T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:40:39.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting The Arrival of Hell!!</title><content type='html'>Wokay peeps.. Today is the last day of holiday.. Because tomorrow morning.. I will be going to school for my Form 6 lessons.. =) Which also means that i'll be stepping into hell tomorrow.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that Form 6 is damn freaking tough.. 100 times tougher than SPM!! I wonder if i can handle it or not.. But however.. I will try my best.. I will be a nerd for this 1 and a half ear.. Because i vow to get my revenge.. When i get terribly bad results for my SPM!! (Those who read my previous post, you guys knw well.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway.. Let me post about yesterday.. Yesterday was awesome.. Went to my old school's Chinese Society's Gathering.. At HICT.. After that.. Me, Frederick, Tomato, Christine and Candy..We went for a karaoke session in Neway, Centro, Klang.. That day.. I seriously LMAO.. And Frederick can really sing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During night time.. I went to Sufi's house.. He was having a kenduri.. So, i went and sumbat. Then i talked to him for a while.. Then, off i went to party!! Went to Bamboo 9.. Peeps who went as well were Chin Guan, Kelvin, William, my bro, Jordan, Wee King, and Axel.. It was a little boring in there last night.. But i drank like nobody's business.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.. Before i officially ends my post for today.. Peeps.. Do you guys know what day it is today?? Yes.. i know it's Sunday.. Something else.. It's Father's Day.. So, here.. I'm wishing every father in the world.. Happy Father's Day(especially to my very own Lao Pe).. Good life.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. Dad's.. I don't know bout people out there.. But i can definitely communicate with Dad better than my Mom.. Anyway.. Just wanna wish my Dad a very Happy Father's Day.. And thank you for everything you've done to me.. I LOVE YOU, DAD!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I don't know what else to blog about.. Hopefully my Form 6 life would be a succesful one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PEACE OUT-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6534371260681070998?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6534371260681070998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/awaiting-arrival-of-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6534371260681070998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6534371260681070998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/awaiting-arrival-of-hell.html' title='Awaiting The Arrival of Hell!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-717178810622298913</id><published>2010-06-15T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:50:44.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Used To The Lifestyle</title><content type='html'>Hi.. It's me again.. I can't sleep.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I don't know why.. Somehow.. I'm already used to the lifestyle in National Service.. Last night.. I freaking woke up at 5.30.. Thinking that it's time for "PT Pagi".. Then, i realized that National Service is over.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do miss everyone in the camp.. I miss everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Other than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wants to know.. How's her right now?? Is she OK?? Is everything going on well for her?? Did she gained weight?? But.. However.. All these stuff is out of my business anymore.. Me and her.. We're over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bout it really made me sad.. I seriously thought about starting a new life with her.. And she told me something that i swore i didn't wanna hear.. "Err.. I think things between us wouldn't work.." *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why am i thinking bout this again.. But then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna further my post anymore.. Good night people.. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-717178810622298913?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/717178810622298913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/used-to-lifestyle.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/717178810622298913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/717178810622298913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/used-to-lifestyle.html' title='Used To The Lifestyle'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7484335022227266883</id><published>2010-06-14T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:42:05.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Town~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZoLaHu5KI/AAAAAAAAABg/aV0m0kNcvi4/s1600/31331_1461909022913_1089066244_31357999_5700197_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZoLaHu5KI/AAAAAAAAABg/aV0m0kNcvi4/s320/31331_1461909022913_1089066244_31357999_5700197_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482684141569762466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                                                 5材 &amp;amp; MCA.. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                                                                      I MISS THEM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZoK49UkVI/AAAAAAAAABY/RPsMVFdLV3Q/s1600/30078_1440611168804_1038801941_1343671_4411631_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZoK49UkVI/AAAAAAAAABY/RPsMVFdLV3Q/s320/30078_1440611168804_1038801941_1343671_4411631_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482684132667724114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;DELTA!! My company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                                                                Male &amp;amp; Female..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmlIWBHsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mkAHgUMcxkc/s1600/30078_1440494565889_1038801941_1343085_1999316_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmlIWBHsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mkAHgUMcxkc/s320/30078_1440494565889_1038801941_1343085_1999316_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482682384451182274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My rank.. Penghulu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                                                                       Seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmk509pBI/AAAAAAAAABI/UqeiN0lwvl8/s1600/30078_1440494805895_1038801941_1343090_2269151_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmk509pBI/AAAAAAAAABI/UqeiN0lwvl8/s320/30078_1440494805895_1038801941_1343090_2269151_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482682380554445842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                                              Learned how to play the guitar there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmkpzoTrI/AAAAAAAAABA/Gcspl64nYCA/s1600/Image0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmkpzoTrI/AAAAAAAAABA/Gcspl64nYCA/s320/Image0253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482682376253886130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The day Aizad left.. My buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmkH6wmLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/w0ILBtu7cPs/s1600/DSC00564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZmkH6wmLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/w0ILBtu7cPs/s320/DSC00564.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482682367156983986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                       All the male rank holders.. I miss demanding them.. Haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are pnly some of the photos.. I'm seriously lazy to post everything up.. Haha.. But there'll be more photos to come.. I promise.. I got lots of em..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, these memories will always be with me.. I'll cherish everything i've done, everyone i've knew in there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my camp.. I miss my friends.. I miss Kem PLKN Sinaran Suria, Sungkai, Perak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7484335022227266883?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7484335022227266883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-in-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7484335022227266883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7484335022227266883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-in-town.html' title='Back In Town~~'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuauYukRKtk/TBZoLaHu5KI/AAAAAAAAABg/aV0m0kNcvi4/s72-c/31331_1461909022913_1089066244_31357999_5700197_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8640323519480015698</id><published>2010-04-30T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:48:43.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Ended!!</title><content type='html'>Aight peeps.. Sorry for those who thinks that my blog's full of emotional post.. But this is something that i seriously have to blog about..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Her.. Game Over.. Never expected that it will end so early.. I guess that the two of us weren't going in the right path since the very beginning of our relationship.. However, i will still wish you the best in the future and may all your wishes come true.. Stay happy always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, i'm kind of fed up about this love thingy.. They just doesn't seem to be true.. In my own definition.. Love is always blinded by lies.. Mostly ends with a "not-so-good-afterall" ending.. Which means that we will all be hurt in the end, and in the progress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up.. I seriously give up.. When will i actually find the true one?? When?? I don't know.. But i ain't wasting my time thinking about all these shits right now.. It's not worth it.. I'll just leave The Almighty God decide everything for me.. I'm so tired of looking for answers.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything in my previous post about her is true.. She's adorable.. She's cute.. She's nice.. But she just couldn't get over her past.. She just couldn't make up her mind.. And now.. She wants me to hate her.. How could i possibly hate her?? How could i?? It's purely impossible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what else to say?? I came back to enjoy my semester break.. But now.. I guess that i will have to return to my camp with a broken heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.. Fuck my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8640323519480015698?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8640323519480015698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-one-ended.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8640323519480015698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8640323519480015698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-one-ended.html' title='Another One Ended!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4721580751084115945</id><published>2010-04-30T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:10:16.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened to You??</title><content type='html'>Aight, peeps.. No post about myself today.. I just wanna pass out an important msg to someone special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you OK?? I'm not getting any respond from you.. Do you know that i'm so worried about you?? I've tried various ways to contact you.. But yet, i failed every time i tried.. I miss you so much.. What exactly happened to you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you're mad at me?? Is it because i did something wrong?? What exactly did i do?? I would have felt better if you call and scolded me.. At least it is so much better than being ignored.. I miss you so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 complete days without any news from you.. I'm so dead worried about you.. Crazy thoughts always went through my mind.. Did something bad happened to you?? Why aren't you replying my messages?? Why aren't you answering my call?? Why can't your phone be connected?? Please.. Please.. Please don't do this to me.. PLEASE~~ I'm afraid that you will leave me alone.. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : If you read this.. Please.. Let me know about your condition?? Please reply my messages?? Please, please, please.. Answer my call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH.. AND I'M SO DEAD WORRIED ABOUT YOU~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4721580751084115945?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4721580751084115945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-happening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4721580751084115945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4721580751084115945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-happening.html' title='What Happened to You??'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-732296852640013008</id><published>2010-04-27T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T02:26:48.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester Break!!</title><content type='html'>Boo-yah, people.. I'm back in Klang, temporarily.. From National Service.. Why, you ask me?? Read the title.. LMAO~~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, this one month has been through quite fast for me.. All those activities.. Well, we haven really started on those physical activities yet.. Will be starting when we gets back to the camp.. Right.. Let me tell you some stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was promoted in the camp.. As "Ketua Wira".. And am currently having 3 lines on my shoulders.. ROFL.. Anyway, fights happened on my first week there.. Me and my "opponent" got punished.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was this CB class.. Nope.. It's not "cibai" class.. It's Character Building Class.. Quite enjoyable.. Felt like attending kindergartens at times.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, im back here.. I will post up some pictures in my Facebook and my this blog.. For you guys to view..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS : And yes.. Im currently having a bald head.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Peace out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-732296852640013008?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/732296852640013008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/semester-break_27.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/732296852640013008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/732296852640013008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/04/semester-break_27.html' title='Semester Break!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1199368358395716605</id><published>2010-03-25T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:48:47.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not In The Mood, Again..</title><content type='html'>Is it meant to be this way?? Must i bear all these feelings in me?? How long would it take?? Seriously, i don't know.. But one thing for sure.. I will wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to further my post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1199368358395716605?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1199368358395716605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-in-mood-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1199368358395716605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1199368358395716605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-in-mood-again.html' title='Not In The Mood, Again..'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8661529469928785192</id><published>2010-03-22T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T02:43:43.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not In The Mood For Anything..</title><content type='html'>Seriously damn moody right now.. And i'm so worried bout her.. No respond, no nothing.. Something fucked up happened last night.. And i ain't gonna post it out here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK MY LIFE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8661529469928785192?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8661529469928785192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-in-mood-for-anything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8661529469928785192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8661529469928785192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-in-mood-for-anything.html' title='Not In The Mood For Anything..'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6860707897586715076</id><published>2010-03-20T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T08:47:38.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Day?? =)</title><content type='html'>Peeps.. It has seriously been quite a day for me today.. Here is how it went today..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to ACS's IU Day today with her.. Then we stayed there till around 11 something then we left.. Wee King's performance was OK as they only practiced for a while.. Thumbs up from me.. After that, i went to fetch Fei Gai from his house as we planned to go Fo Tang together.. After, fetched her to her aunt's house as her family planned to have a holiday in Port Dickson.. After that, i rushed to Fo Tang just to find out that Bryan's not there.. Then, Bryan told me that he was playing pool with Wei Quan and Ah Bao.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Fei Gai went all the way there.. Then, we left to Amazon.. Just to find out that Amazon is not even open yet.. ==" After that we switched place to Klang Parade.. We played pool for a while.. After that, we went home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i was approaching home.. I saw Dad, Alan and my uncle sitting at the mamak stall behind my house.. Then, my and Fei Gai went there for dinner.. Had a good time there laughing.. LMAO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. I'm currently in a cyber cafe updating my blog.. Hee.. Ain't got better stuff to do huh?? Well, as i said before.. Lifeless people with lifeless lifestyle.. What to do??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i just realized that she'd more adorable than i thought she is.. =) ILY..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i can't stop thinking bout her.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thanks to her.. I gave up bout my past.. Hoping to start a new life with her around.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6860707897586715076?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6860707897586715076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6860707897586715076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6860707897586715076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-day.html' title='What A Day?? =)'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-2386018534162865033</id><published>2010-03-19T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T03:18:26.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I-Think-I'm-Bored" Post</title><content type='html'>Well, i'm back to blogging.. Cause i've got nothing to do in the office right now.. Anyway, started my day missing her voice today.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was seriously thinking.. Am i suppose to go for college or sit for STPM?? Mom and dad insisted that i go for STPM.. Maybe it's because they felt that it ius a much better choice.. But i don't know really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin Guan kept pursuiting me to enter college with him.. I'm in a dilemma.. Lmao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i'm seriously getting fatter and fatter day by day.. I need to work out.. By the way, i'm addicted to swimming as well.. I don't know why but i just love the feeling of staying in the swimming pool.. I might be going to a swimming session with William and Alan later, in Ambang Botanic Clubhouse.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of my colleague go to this gym located in Bayu Perdana which is seriously cheap.. Only around RM 60 per month.. Cheap huh?? Well, of course.. It wouldn't be having facilities like Fitness First and stuffs, but to me.. RM 60 per month is seriously damn kao cheap already.. Maybe i will be joining, after my National Service that is.. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i wonder how much am i going to be missing her when i'm in National Service.. 3 miserable months without being able to talk to her every night.. I'm so gonna miss you.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.. I'm already missing you.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY~~~ And IMY~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2386018534162865033?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2386018534162865033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-im-bored-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2386018534162865033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2386018534162865033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-im-bored-post.html' title='&quot;I-Think-I&apos;m-Bored&quot; Post'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-8369341097939131303</id><published>2010-03-17T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:50:52.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning.. =)</title><content type='html'>Peeps oh peeps oh peeps.. What the hell?? Nevermind that.. Anyway, i felt happy today.. Want to know why?? Haha.. Too bad.. I'm not gonna post it out here.. Ask the person involved when you meet her.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 of March.. A new beginning for me and for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched a movie with her last night.. We watched Green Zone.. That movie was a little boring, but she made it all worth while.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else am i suppose to blog?? Oh yeah.. Last night.. When we were about to leave AEON.. Something seriously stupid happened.. And i really felt so stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car was parked in the basement floor.. Then after the movie.. It was around 1 something.. After that, we were searching for exits everywhere.. And realised that almost every exits were all closed up.. So.. We keep on searching and searching and searching and found one miserable exits which is kind of far away from my car.. and we walked all the way back to the car.. Reached home 1.45am last night.. Tired, but worthy.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8369341097939131303?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8369341097939131303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8369341097939131303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8369341097939131303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning.. =)'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4752507938012268082</id><published>2010-03-12T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T01:43:14.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery Business</title><content type='html'>I have not been in the mood recently.. Thanks to the SPM results everyone got yesterday.. I didn't really achieved what i wanted to get.. I expected at least 5 or 6 A's.. But i didn't.. All i got was 4 A's, 3 B's, 2 C's, and 1 miserable E.. I was seriously quite disappointed and upset about my result.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my friends were there to back me up.. When they saw me having an upset face.. Everyone consoled me and tried to give me advise.. Well, thanks to Kelvin, Randy and Chin Guan.. Thanks for caring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my other friends consoled me as well, through the phone.. Thanks to Adelene, Li Wen, and Christine.. I really appreciares everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were OK with my results as well.. They did not seem to be upset with my results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i just felt disappointed with myself and my results.. And i vowed to get my revenge.. STPM!!! Here i Come!!! I will score well in my STPM to relieve myself from the fact that i did my SPM badly.. And i vowed to get my REVENGE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm still in my depression mode.. And there's nothing else i can say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4752507938012268082?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4752507938012268082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/misery-business.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4752507938012268082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4752507938012268082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/misery-business.html' title='Misery Business'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1375278298613413446</id><published>2010-03-09T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T01:53:31.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About Dancing</title><content type='html'>OK.. Seriously.. Recently, i'm getting lesser and lesser inspiration to blog these days.. Just don't know why.. But i seriously feel like my head's blank whenever i decided to post something out.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i haven't been dancing for quite sometime now.. Juts felt like doing it once in a while so that i wouldn't get worse, in both my skills and my choreography.. And.. Me and my peeps are looking for dance competition around to join.. But, so far.. We have not found any.. Why on Earth is dance competition in Malaysia so less compared to other countries?? *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, few days back.. I read this article in StarTwo.. The title of the article's called "A Big Hero From A Small Town".. Apparently, it's about this guy, stage named "Poppin' Rex".. That won this dance competition in  Japan not long ago, and is getting recognised all over Asia now.. I wonder when am i going to get such achievement.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, peeps.. If any of you happen to know about any dance competition nearby, please do inform me here.. Leave a message in my chatbox.. Please and thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, have i ever mentioned that i might be leaving for National Service soon?? On the 27th of March.. Can't wait.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again.. I don't know what to post abut anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1375278298613413446?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1375278298613413446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-all-about-dancing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1375278298613413446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1375278298613413446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-all-about-dancing.html' title='It&apos;s All About Dancing'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6480833407876040226</id><published>2010-03-08T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:59:17.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Talking-Nonsense-For-A-Day" Post</title><content type='html'>I have been in a mood to post something now.. But the weird thing is that i don't really know what to post about.. o.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing special really happened today.. Except for the fact that i found out where my National Service camp is today.. Damn it.. I'll be leaving to Perak on the 27th of March perhaps.. And my hair will have to leave me.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the AmAssurance thingy.. I've decided to try it out.. Hey, no harm trying something new in your life right?? I mean like the allowance sounded so convincing.. You know.. And i have to rush to a meeting that they are having later, at Bandar Baru Klang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am still preparing a namelist as my client.. Have no idea who to put in.. They are actually asking us to be their agent in pursuiting people to actually invest in Gold Market.. Well, i mean.. Who doesn't know really know that the price value of a gold is actually increasing these days?? You know what i mean?? Well, nobody knows what will happen in the future.. I mean, no one can actually predict what will happen in the future.. Whether the price value for gold will actually increase or decrease in the future.. But one thing is for sure.. The price value is currently increasing steadily in the market and is currently one of the best investment in the market right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else i have to say for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6480833407876040226?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6480833407876040226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/talking-nonsense-for-day-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6480833407876040226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6480833407876040226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/talking-nonsense-for-day-post.html' title='&quot;Talking-Nonsense-For-A-Day&quot; Post'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7242832651280504936</id><published>2010-03-05T21:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:05:18.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bla-Bla-Bla" Post</title><content type='html'>Right, peeps.. Yesterday.. My time was seriously very packed.. Want to know why?? Here.. Let me tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. While i was seriously busy with my work.. Miss Kueh Hui Ting asked me to go out with her.. Well, at first.. I thought that we're just going for a tea or something like that.. However.. When i reached there.. We went for a talk.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know what talk is that?? Am Assurance's talk of how to become an Am Assurance agent.. What a waste of time.. I almost fell asleep.. But i still finished the whole talk though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talk.. We went for supper.. Both of us were starving because we skipped our dinner.. I don't know what to post about anymore.. Dang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW~~ =.=" And now i might wanna try out the Am Assurance thingy.. Lol.. As a "assurance" for a better lifestyle in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7242832651280504936?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7242832651280504936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/bla-bla-bla-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7242832651280504936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7242832651280504936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/bla-bla-bla-post.html' title='&quot;Bla-Bla-Bla&quot; Post'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7417000598005743784</id><published>2010-03-03T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:42:03.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell!!</title><content type='html'>Aight, peeps.. I'm back to my blogging mood... For now.. Haha.. Anyway, i'm starting to get bored with my blog's layout.. Maybe it's because i have been facing the sane skin for don't know how many months already.. Well, i definitely will change it sooner or later.. Just searching for the right skin for now..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, on the 27th of March.. 3 of my colleagues left the office.. As in resign.. Perhaps they have found a better job.. Alex, will be helping in his father-in-law's business, Gary will be opening a grocery store, and Miss Lim will be taking care of her daughter, as a full time housewife.. Well, although i'm not close to you guys.. But, best of lucks to you guys.. And may a better future lay ahead of ya'll..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it's been quite some time now.. And out of a sudden i'm in a mood to do so.. Haha.. Well, it has definitely been quite some time that i have been single.. And now, i really wished that there could be someone special by my side when i needed her.. You know, to share all my ups and downs with her and stuffs.. I don't know, man.. I mean sometimes.. I really do feel lonely being single and stuffs.. Just wish that my Miss Perfect will appear soon.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, i ran out of ideas to post now.. Haha.. Oh yeah.. SPM results is coming out soon.. I'm not sure whether it's on 15th of March or the 16th.. But one thing's for sure.. I can't wait!! Haha.. It's not that i'm expecting good results or anything.. But, i don't wanna wait for it anymore.. I'm sick of waiting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, have i mentioned that i'm missing school more and more these days?? =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Peace Out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7417000598005743784?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7417000598005743784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7417000598005743784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7417000598005743784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/03/farewell.html' title='Farewell!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-3294894507456768548</id><published>2010-02-23T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T00:03:45.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Just Plain Bored!!</title><content type='html'>I'm bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, which one should i go for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELMO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIE MONSTER???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion?? Second time asking this.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-3294894507456768548?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3294894507456768548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-just-plain-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3294894507456768548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3294894507456768548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-just-plain-bored.html' title='I&apos;m Just Plain Bored!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6760920001706709162</id><published>2010-02-18T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:16:14.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scratched By An Idiot</title><content type='html'>OK.. Peeps.. I'm back to blogging again.. Gosh.. I've been blogging for the past 2 days in the office cause i'm super free.. Wtf?? Never mind.. At least i got something to do now.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Klang has been raining so heavily for the past few days.. Especially in Port Klang, where my office is actually located.. I have to drive slowly on my journey back home.. Anyway, yesterday i had lunch with William, my brother, Shu Wen (If i spelled your name wrongly, forgive me.. I don't now how to spell your name.. =p) We went for Bah Kut Teh.. Hehe.. Ande something damn fucking unlucky seriously happened.. My car got scratched.. It was not even moving and it fucking got hit by an idiot.. It was parked there and the bastard can just hit it.. Luckily, no heavy damag was done to my wife (my car.. XD).. Now, i'm not gonna post anything else bout this, cause I don't feel like doing so.. Spoilt my mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, yesterday night.. Went and cht chat with Miss Adelene.. Haha.. She was so shy at first.. Perhaps it's beacuse it's the first time we meet.. Later when i was going to fetch my brother from tuition.. She asked her dad whether if she could go out with me.. Her dad agreed.. So, we went out.. Fetched my brother, then we went for a very normal dinner.. Mamak's Corner.. Haha.. We talked and talked and talked.. Later on, we got along pretty well.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's almost everything i did yesterday.. But hey, normal people have a normal lifestyle.. So.. Why bother?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get back to work now.. Bye, peeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6760920001706709162?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6760920001706709162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/bored-in-office-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6760920001706709162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6760920001706709162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/bored-in-office-post.html' title='Scratched By An Idiot'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4611989624166923573</id><published>2010-02-17T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:02:47.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Random Post #3</title><content type='html'>Aight, peeps.. I'm back to blogging in the office again.. And i'm just here to talk about last night at Kelvin's house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch at Chin Guan.. Then, off we went to Kelvin's house.. When we reached there, William was barbeque-ing with Manda.. Then, we interrupted them.. After that, the makan session began.. We ate and drink a little.. After that, as usual.. Chinese New Year activity.. GAMBLING.. Lol.. And nope.. My wish didn't came true.. I lost another RM 5 thee.. How unlucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments after that, Hema, Resh, and Byn appeared.. However, they just lepak outside.. After we're don with gambling, we went to Fairies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a mood to blog today.. So, gotta get back to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4611989624166923573?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4611989624166923573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-random-post-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4611989624166923573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4611989624166923573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-random-post-3.html' title='CNY Random Post #3'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5450424955919357281</id><published>2010-02-16T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:30:38.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY  Random Post #2</title><content type='html'>OK.. Peeps.. Here's the second post about my CNY thingy.. Today's the 4th day of CNY, and i'm already back in office, working.. Anyway, the past two days.. Was really unlucky.. I lost at least RM50++ due to Black Jack.. Totally speechless.. Here's what i did during the past two days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of CNY, went to my maternal side's grandma's house.. There, lost RM40++ due to Black Jack, because i was the banker.. Stayed there till 9 something at night, then went to my uncle's house.. Went there, drank a little.. Then went back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the third day, was rather different compared to the first and second day.. When i woke up around err.. Let's see.. It should be around 11 something in the morning if i'm not mistaken.. I received a message from Li Wen.. Asking me out for a movie.. Well, since that i do not want to stay at home and rot myself due to the boredom of staying at home, i agreed. Went all the way to Centrepoint to pick her up.. Then, drove to Aeon.. I wanted to watch Tooth Fairy, but she wanted to watch True Legend just because Jay Chou is acting in it.. Wtf?? Then, i "terpaksa lah" watch with her.. But hey, True Legend wasn't as boring as i expected, and no.. It's not because of Jay Chou.. =.=" The story line and stuff was OK lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for today (The 4th day of CNY), I'm back in the office, working.. After work.. I will be off to Kelvin's house for a dinner session.. Hopefully i'm able to win back whatever i lost for the passed two days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i better get back to work now.. I don't wanna get caught for blogging in the office.. And get fired!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5450424955919357281?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5450424955919357281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-random-post-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5450424955919357281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5450424955919357281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-random-post-2.html' title='CNY  Random Post #2'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1924837948528143922</id><published>2010-02-14T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:58:14.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Random Post #1</title><content type='html'>Honestly, Chinese New Year is a little boring to me this year.. Seriously, i have no idea why.. Today, was seriously boring to me.. I wonder what is it going to be like tomorrow?? Here is how my first day of Chinese New Year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at err.. I forgot what time is it, but it must be in the afternoon.. Then, get ready and stuffs cause my mom told me that we're gonna go visit my grandparents.. Reached the condo at around 2 something or so.. Wished them and then ate my lunch.. After that, the usual activity begins.. Gambling.. My aunt and my parents and along with my randparents were busy with Mahjong, while me, my uncle and my cousins were busy with Black Jack.. Lost RM 10.. Kns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, watched tv and stuffs.. And guess what?? I actually dozed off.. Slept till 8 something then ate dinner.. And now, here blogging.. Boring start for Chinese New Year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1924837948528143922?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1924837948528143922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-random-post-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1924837948528143922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1924837948528143922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-random-post-1.html' title='CNY Random Post #1'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-2506955614843402777</id><published>2010-02-11T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:50:05.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Worth Being Happy About.. XD</title><content type='html'>Ya-a-aw.. Whats up, people?? Feel so good to back here blogging bout what i'e been through so far, in my life.. Many incidents happened but i'm definitely not posting everything up here.. Lazy to do so.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is how one of my Saturday went.. After work, went to Kampung Jawa to have my driving lesson go on as usual.. After that, William called and invite my over to parteh!! Oh yeah, baby.. It's a clubbing fever for me that night.. Haha.. Anyway, we went to Bamboo that night.. That was my second visit to that place.. Enjoyable, yet a little boring.. I was looking forward to some new clubs that i have never been before.. Next target, Poppy.. But recently, William told me that there is a new club in town.. Some G-something in The Gardens., Maybe that will be my next destination.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. Here's something that really made me happy.. My "P" license is officially out.. At first i was really pissed ecause the driving institute told me that my lisence might not be able to be out before Chinese New Year.. But hey, guess what.. It's out and i don't gve a damn anymore.. Because now i can officially travel legally.. (I used to travel illegally around Taman Sentosa XD)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I better end my blog here.. Gotta get back to work.. I don't wana get fired before Chinese New Year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2506955614843402777?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2506955614843402777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/talking-bout-being-stranger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2506955614843402777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2506955614843402777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/02/talking-bout-being-stranger.html' title='Something Worth Being Happy About.. XD'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7002428890641196968</id><published>2010-01-19T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T06:07:59.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I-Dunno-What-To-Talk-About" Post</title><content type='html'>OK.. Based on the title of this post.. I guessed that you guys are able to guess that this is just gonna be another random post from me.. Dude.. You can't blame me.. I don't even know what to blog about these days.. Let's start with..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;OUTING WITH MR. CH'NG (MY BOSS)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK.. 17th of January 2010, which was a Sunday.. Gave me a totally new experience.. In the morning, Ah Han came over and fetched me to Mr. Ch'ng's house.. After that, we went to Subang for a haircut.. Later on, went to Nikko Hotel for breakfast.. Dude.. Can you imagine that.. Just a freaking breakfast, and we fucking went to a 5-star hotel.. Dude.. Buffet style some more.. After that, we went for a walk in Pavillion.. Reached home around 10p.m..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MY JOB&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My job was pretty much easy actually.. It wasn't that hard.. At least my colleagues were helpful.. Not to mention friendly as well.. Learned lots of new stuffs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LIFESTYLE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much of outings anymore.. I stayed at home most of the time.. I wanted to go out as well.. But i'm broke.. My pay's not even out.. What can i do?? To those who has always been asking me to go out, and i couldn't tag along.. I'm sorry.. But seriously.. The life after schooling life.. Was dead boring.. I'm missing school already.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much of stuffs to blog about, really.. I'll only blog when i have the mood to do so, in the future.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7002428890641196968?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7002428890641196968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dunno-what-to-talk-about-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7002428890641196968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7002428890641196968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dunno-what-to-talk-about-post.html' title='&quot;I-Dunno-What-To-Talk-About&quot; Post'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7191145002349085160</id><published>2010-01-10T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T07:54:28.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments I Will Cherish</title><content type='html'>OK.. Today was ok.. It wasn't that bad.. Went to Aeon today to meet up with Mich.. Well.. I'm suppose to hang out with her today, cause she'll be leaving to Melbourne soon (erm.. 17th of February, i suppose).. So, we went and hang out..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched a very awesome movie, Paranormal Activity.. Seriously.. To all those horror lovers out there, watch it!!! It could be classified as one of the spookiest movies i've ever watched (so far.. XD).. It was scary.. And i'm dead serious about it.. Of course, there's some funny moments in the movie as well.. But when it comes to the night part of the movie, there's when the spook comes in.. After the movie, Mich was like still a little horrified (i think??).. She kept saying "I can still remember how the bedroom looks like, and how the demon comes in and stuffs, and the bla bla bla.."..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to Vivo.. She ate and i just drank cause i wasn't hungry.. Then, we just talked and talked and talked.. This could be the last outing with you, Mich.. Cause after this, you would be gone to Melbourne already.. For five years so long.. Hopefully, you'll enjoy your life there and come back in success.. And i am absolutely positive that i'm going to be missing you from Malaysia, my dear friend.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know.. It's weird to me.. Do you realize how fast time really flies, when we weren't paying any attention to it?? Before Form 5 started, everyone was like awaiting the ending of school's life.. But now that Form 5 has finally ended, everyone's practically busy with heir own things.. Some went for NS, some's busy with their work, some's busy with college, and some's even flying somewhere else to pursue their studies.. I wonder, when will we ever have the chance to ever reunite again?? 5 years later?? 10 years later?? 15 years later?? All i can really be sure of.. Is that i'm really gonna miss everyone.. And i seriously mean it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People.. To whom that knows me, and whom i know.. Please do keep in touch with me.. I don't wanna spend the rest of my lives forgetting everyone from my school's life.. PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7191145002349085160?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7191145002349085160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/01/moments-i-will-cherish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7191145002349085160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7191145002349085160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/01/moments-i-will-cherish.html' title='Moments I Will Cherish'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-2844187772094965030</id><published>2010-01-06T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T08:22:33.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>Hey, what's up?? I'm here posting up some shits bout me again.. New year has passed, so it is now officially the year 2010.. When a new year starts, so does a new life.. You know, it does feels weird knowing that we don't have to get ready for school anymore.. So, here is my new life.. Working.. I am currently working for Bumi Raya Sdn Bhd, a forwarding company in Port Klang.. At least this jobs helps to fill up my time..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I haven't been going out for some time now.. A lot of people went missing lately.. Some are too busy with their work, some left for National Service, some went for camp and stuff, some went to college.. So, seriously.. I'm pretty much left alone now.. But lucky for me, William stills me ask me out for tea every once in a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why.. I'm missing school already.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, here's my complaining part of my post.. JPJ Malaysia.. Can you guys please speed things up with your jobs please.. I'm still waiting for my L license.. And the only feedback i get from the driving institute is that JPJ is offline now and shits.. Start working lar, please.. My L which is suppose to come out last week, are not even out now.. So, i have to fucking postpone my practical and stuffs.. Fucked up wei..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i really do mean it when i complain bout the JPJ thing.. With their attitudes towards work, and their speed and stuff.. Trust me.. The concept of 1 Malaysia and Wawasan 2020 is going to be nothing but useless dreams.. It'll never be achieved..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2844187772094965030?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2844187772094965030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2844187772094965030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2844187772094965030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6148314913953024189</id><published>2009-12-26T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:30:17.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness</title><content type='html'>It's been three days i'm sick.. Damn.. Couldn't stand it.. By the way, i'm sorry for the late updates, guys.. Weren't in the mood for blogging or anything.. So, today.. I'm gonna start from the beginning.. Let's start with..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SMK RAJA MAHADI'S PROM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, the prom was ok.. Not bad.. One thing that i really dislike is that it ended early.. So, the dancefloor ended early as well.. Other than that, my performance with William was a success as well.. Everybody cheered.. I can tell, the crowd really loved us that night.. By the way, we had a new name for our crew.. TnT.. I'm not sure whether if it is just me, or the name sounded kinda lame..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THEORY CLASS FOR "L" LICENSE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright.. The theory class wasn't that boring.. Because i met Ah Chia there.. We were in the same class.. So, we were just chit-chatting along when the lecturer's talking in front.. All i know is that i wasn't listening to the lecturer.. Other than that, it can be classified as quite entertaining (Cause of all those talking with Ah Chia cause i haven't been talking to him for quite some time now.. XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TODAY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for today.. I'm still as sick as dying mouse hiding inside its mouse hole.. Two day's back i'm only having flu with a slight headache and sore throat.. Then, yesterday.. The sickness worsen with two additional illness.. So, at that point of time i'm actually having a massive headache and sore throat, high fever, and flu.. As for today.. My condition got a bit better.. But still bad to me.. Today, i'm suffering from slight fever, flu.. And an additional friend joined them.. COUGH!! Gosh.. How i hate being sick!? Time to curse a little bit.. FUCK YOU, YOU MOTHERFUCKING ILLNESS!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU!! Gosh.. I feel so much better now.. Not the condition of my sickness, but much relieved after cursing those stupid sickness i'm having..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;EMOTIONAL POST&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright.. As for this part of this post.. She had found someone for her.. And this time.. It's real.. It's a fact.. I saw so in her Facebook profile.. But i don't really care, really.. Cause now.. I've learned how to think the right way.. I can't leave in the past forever.. I have to move on.. I have to find my own "someone".. But maybe not now.. I may sound desperate.. But, i want a serious relationship.. Not puppy love.. I've been fooled enough.. I've had enough.. As for now, i only want to concentrate on my career and my upcoming studies.. Time to blast off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still sick and i hate it.. Goddamned it.. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6148314913953024189?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6148314913953024189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/sickness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6148314913953024189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6148314913953024189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/sickness.html' title='Sickness'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1912936234617672615</id><published>2009-12-19T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T07:30:09.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hell Of A Day!!</title><content type='html'>Hey, people.. Now, i wouldn't say that today's a boring day.. I don't know why.. Haha.. But one thing's for sure.. I had a good start today..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 8am.. Already considered as late.. Because i'm suppose to be at the driving institute by 8.30am or so.. Took my bath and stuffs.. Got downstairs and saw my dad sitting on the couch.. "You wanna go for your undang thing or what?? Look at the time.." That's what my dad said.. I just nodded.. Then, as soon as i got into the car.. "Ey, we go for breakfast first.. Hungry.." And i was like "WTF!? Dude, it's already 8.15am.." But i just agreed.. Cause i'm hungry as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, reached there at 8.45am.. Still able to make it.. As we went to the exam place around 9 something am.. Then, when i walked in.. I was really nervous like seriously.. It felt worst than spm wei.. However, i managed to finish the whole exam in 17 minutes plus time.. And guess what my score is.. 49/50, babe.. Haha.. I had a shocked myself as well.. Was really high..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, went home.. And i straight slept.. Till around 6pm.. Pravind sent me a message.. That says "Get ready. Loo will pick you up soon." So, i just went and pack my stuffs and wash my face..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for dance rehearsal at AEON Bukit Tinggi's car park.. Because it was drizzling.. One thing that really gets on my nerves is that my left ankle kind of hurts every time i make a move with it.. So.. My dance looked like a retard lar, today.. Hopefully, tomorrow's gonna be alright (I have to be alright.. Tomorrow's the big day..).. And i just reached home and finished my bath.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that's all for today folks.. Keep on updated, aight.. Toodles(Damn gay wei..).. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1912936234617672615?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1912936234617672615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiring-yet-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1912936234617672615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1912936234617672615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiring-yet-fun.html' title='One Hell Of A Day!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-3457589761004616957</id><published>2009-12-13T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T04:37:49.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Thought Of It To Be This Way</title><content type='html'>Damn.. Before the SPM was over, i was excited and awaiting the end of all those stressed up school life and stuffs like that.. However, as time passes by, i realized that this "freedom" was so much more boring then i would ever expect it to be.. There's nothing i can do.. Everyday, repeating the same routine.. At least at school, i would be expecting something new.. Like fights, or some stuff to play around with my peeps.. I don't know what else to say, except for the fact that i'm already missing my school life..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All those homeworks, all those faces.. Damn.. Well.. I know that we might be meeting each other up again in the month of March for our results.. But.. I don't know what to say anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing, the Raja Mahadi's prom is approaching.. And i'm already having a massive headache.. Want to know why?? Here's why.. I booked a table, you see.. However, I'm still lacked of 2 people to join our table.. I already have 8 booked place.. And one more thing.. On that day.. Fo Tang's having a Fa Hui.. So, anyone who's interested in going to either the Fa Hui or the prom.. Please do contact me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I think that i'm starting to forget those steps already.. I need to refresh myself.. So, rehearsal is the only option i have now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for now.. I'm too hungry to type anymore.. Wakakaka.. Gotta go for my dinner.. So, i'll be updating my blog soon.. As soon as i've got the time.. Do stay reading my blog alright.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-3457589761004616957?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3457589761004616957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-thought-of-it-to-be-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3457589761004616957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3457589761004616957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-thought-of-it-to-be-this-way.html' title='Never Thought Of It To Be This Way'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-2097880611575275753</id><published>2009-12-11T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:12:05.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissing Project Part 1</title><content type='html'>Dude,&lt;div&gt;Before you even started with your rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try and think of a suitable line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting shits in front of mime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'ma let you have a piece of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think we sucked balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dude, Go back and fuck those walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your dad's bald&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're such a pervert that you fucking rape a Barbie doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making us sounded like an idiot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're gonna look like a mocking dirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sticked to your face when you wore a skirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And danced like a bird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sounded like a rookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With half a dick and merely all pussy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You thought you can rhyme like Jay-Z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe Dr. D-R-E,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're not even close to being Snoop D-O double G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're just a wanna-be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's trying to challenge me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might be white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've got passion about being under those spotlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're far beyond your might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'me give you a middle finger at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you ain't got no rights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shut up and go back home, homie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get some new inspiration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I diss you with my presentation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In both Chinese and English demonstration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which might just ruin your reputation.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't misunderstand my rhyme.. Just a lil' reply to some asshole fucked up hip-hop wanna-be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2097880611575275753?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2097880611575275753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/dissing-project-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2097880611575275753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2097880611575275753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/dissing-project-part-1.html' title='Dissing Project Part 1'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-2393201746623629157</id><published>2009-12-09T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:17:54.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning Of A New Life</title><content type='html'>Woo-hoo!!! SPM's finally over.. Can't imagine the excitement in me.. Right that was yesterday.. After spm.. I went out and hanged out with my "member-member melayu".. Haha.. We were hanging out.. Then fire crackers started coming out.. Then, we threw it everywhere.. Not only that, those idiotic friends of mine even brought an 8 feet long firecrackers.. Asshole..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today's the beginning of a new life for me.. I was high till midnight yesterday.. Later that night, i went to Amazon with my brother, William and Yong Long.. Played till 12.15 i think.. Met Beatrice there as well.. We joined Bryan when we reached there.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th of December.. The beginning of a new life.. Other than that, it was also my friend, Khai Xian's birthday.. Happy belated birthday!! Sorry for the late wishes.. I wonder what i'll do in the future.. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's an official "do nothing" day.. Haha.. Make sense.. That's what Alex says.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2393201746623629157?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2393201746623629157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/beginning-of-new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2393201746623629157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2393201746623629157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/beginning-of-new-life.html' title='The Beginning Of A New Life'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5261730414407008749</id><published>2009-12-06T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:21:20.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smell of Freedom</title><content type='html'>Tuesday.. The day i've been waiting for.. The day for my last paper.. And also the day i will be gaining my freedom.. No more school.. Haha.. I wonder what it's like working out there?? Need to gain experience and stuff.. And i'm really worried that my results gonna be like a piece of shit.. Anyway, here's my new motto.. Party first, worry later.. That's what my cousin, Yvone, said to me.. Haha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, that also means that i have lesser time to prepare for the Raja Mahadi's prom.. But will do my best.. I can't lose my face that night now, can i?? Still thinking of new steps.. For my solo?? Suggestion anyone?? Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still upset about the stupid article.. But Chin Guan gave me a brilliant suggestion.. Go dye at salon.. Cause it seems like they'll dye without touching your scalp or something like that.. But i don't care.. I don't want dye ad.. Later i'll look ah-beng-ish.. And.. Have i mentioned that i really hate pimples.. I'm getting it more recently.. Damn.. And i don't even know why.. That's for not paying attention in Biology's class.. (Do they teach about pimples?? I also don't know??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right.. One more thing.. I don't know i got really pissed off when watching the Manchester City vs Chelsea game last night.. To my opinion, it was really unfair.. I just thought that way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to create a chaos in school on Tuesday.. Wakakaka.. I PROMISE!!! Will start planning what to do later before i sleep.. Heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5261730414407008749?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5261730414407008749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/smell-of-freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5261730414407008749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5261730414407008749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/smell-of-freedom.html' title='The Smell of Freedom'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7090627909377565614</id><published>2009-12-03T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:51:31.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Down, 1 To Go</title><content type='html'>9 papers' down.. 1 to go.. Next Tuesday i'll be officially graduated.. Lol.. Anyway.. Physics paper was really, really weird.. I don't know why.. Paper 1 was OK.. Paper 2 was a screwed up.. Paper 3 was excellent.. Why can't it be more like Biology?? Everything was OK.. But, at least it is over.. Next.. The last and final paper.. Chemistry.. One of the real terror to me.. All those equations, formulas, facts.. Dude.. It's even worse than Physics.. That's what i felt bout Chemistry..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. I changed my mind bout dying my hair.. I read this stupid article that's really scary.. Here is how it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"People with sensitive scalp should not dye their hair.. Due to the chemical substances in it, it may cause our face to swell.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i saw the freaking picture.. It was like.. Err.. i don't know how to explain but it looked like a pig.. My grandma experienced it once.. When i saw her with her swollen face, i was like HOLY MOTHER@#$%!!! I don't know how that stupid article changed my mind.. I guess it's because i myself's got sensitive scalp.. Goddamned it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still thinking whether to get a tattoo or not.. If i get one, my mom's seriously gonna kill me.. My dad was OK with it, but my mom.. I don't want to hear her nagging.. It'll be too "torturing" for me.. I can't stand it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Raja Mahadi's prom's just 16-17 days away.. I'll be performing with William.. Hope that it's gonna be as successful as the one we did during William's cousin's wedding dinner.. Hope the crowd likes it.. Hopefully, i won't forget those steps on that day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get myself a haircut.. My hair's just too thick.. Can't stand it.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-7090627909377565614?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7090627909377565614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/9-down-1-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7090627909377565614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/7090627909377565614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/12/9-down-1-to-go.html' title='9 Down, 1 To Go'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-715442458806526621</id><published>2009-11-30T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:47:15.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially 17!!</title><content type='html'>OK.. The day that i have been waiting for is finally here.. Today.. Is my birthday.. Yeap.. You guessed it.. I am now officially 17.. And i can now officially go for my license.. So.. No more illegal driving ad.. Muahahaha.. But still have to wait for it..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although it is still SPM period.. But i am still enjoying my birthday.. Wishes from my friends.. Thanks.. I really appreciate it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another thing that made me feel really good today is that i've done my Biology paper brilliantly.. I've done almost everything.. For the first time.. Hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-715442458806526621?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/715442458806526621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/officially-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/715442458806526621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/715442458806526621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/officially-17.html' title='Officially 17!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-5008874520259084795</id><published>2009-11-28T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:39:30.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Square One</title><content type='html'>OK.. Sorry for the late update.. Was kinda busy last night.. OK.. Forget bout the previous post.. Cause now.. Bryan and I are now friends again.. However, I am still with my stand.. It's not the matter of who afraid of who.. But the matter of responsibility.. I apologize cause i'm guilty in this matter.. So, i'm just simply being responsible..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i'm just glad that the matter is finally solved.. However, things are not gonna be like before.. There's still gonna be a feeling of awkwardness in me.. It's gonna be like how things were when i first knew you.. Everything's back to square one now.. We're just like two strangers meeting up and stuffs.. That's how it is going to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Last night was William's cousin's wedding.. I attended the dinner.. And they only serve vegetarian food.. But, that's just ok with me.. XD I don't really mind being a vegetarian for a day.. So, William and i performed during the dinner.. We danced to The Big Bang's My Heaven.. Was a really cool song, really.. I didn't do any survey on our performance, but William did.. And he said that it was a successful one.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, did i mentioned that the bridegroom was Chen Dian Chuan Shi's son?? No wonder lar they serve vegetarian food only.. Well, i met a couple of friends from Fo Tang there as well.. I'll try to upload pictures of that dinner or video of our performance on this blog as soon as possible.. (I just hope that this performance is gonna work out in Raja Mahadi's prom night just the way it worked out last night.. Got my fingers crossed.. XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-5008874520259084795?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/5008874520259084795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-square-one_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5008874520259084795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/5008874520259084795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-square-one_28.html' title='Back To Square One'/><author><name>W.K. 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Me to fucking kneel down in front of you and apologize?? I'm sorry.. That will never happen.. Continue dreaming, man..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i ever posted was "BHE 9966.. Mana BFX 999??" and he's pissed off.. Dude, if you can't even take a simple joke, you might as well just jump off into a river.. Have i ever did anything wrong to you?? NEVER!! And i wasn't good enough as a friend to you?? Dude.. Please go back and refer to your history  lar wei.. You used my name so many times before to do some stupid stuff.. But, have i ever said so anything?? NO!! Here's one more thing.. The cigarette incident.. I also didn't say anything.. All i did was ignored you.. After you apologized, i still talked back with you right.. I'm speechless lar wei.. I don't even need your "forgiveness".. Keep it with you and get buried together with it when you fucking die lar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, i finally realized that there's no such thing as true friendship in this world.. When they're very good with you, They'll keep calling you brother here and brother there.. It's just a disguise to trick you.. Don't fall for it.. When they come into an argument with you, they'll just ask you to fuck off.. What's all this?? Two-faced assholes is what i call them.. When you've done something good to them, they won even remember bout it.. But, when you've done just a single wrong doing.. That's it.. They'll remember it till the end of their life.. Now.. The only friend that i can trust is Chin Guan.. That's all.. Anyone else who came up to me and called me brother her and brother there.. Well.. You guys can just fuck off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, Miss Jane.. Please do not misunderstand me.. I might be a little pissed off just now.. Cause you did something  trying to help our friendship.. But, it'll never work.. I'm completely done with him.. If i'm not worthy as a friend to him, then he isn't to me as well.. One for one.. That's it.. And i apologized for that rude message.. And, Bryan.. If you read this.. Here's something i wanted to tell you.. FUCK OFF LAR WEI!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-8090599181251006331?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8090599181251006331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-such-thing-as-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8090599181251006331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/8090599181251006331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-such-thing-as-friendship.html' title='No Such Thing As Friendship'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1695185418251005842</id><published>2009-11-25T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T06:35:41.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of Additional Mathematics</title><content type='html'>OK.. I'm feeling really, really good today.. Wanna know why?? SPM's Add. Maths examination is FINALLY OVER!! Oh yeah!! It does feel good.. XD So.. Now.. 7 down, 3 to go.. Only left with Biology, Physics and Chemistry.. Can't wait to taste the freedom in me.. XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today.. Me and Chin Guan did some crazy shits today.. OK.. After Add. Maths paper 1.. We had an interval of 4 hours.. To "rest".. SO, Chin Guan wanted to service his car.. Drove to Klang Jaya.. And when we reached there, the mechanic told us that we have to wait for 1 hour or so for our turn.. And Chin Guan said OK.. So, we decided to lepak at mamak at first.. Shortly after that, we got bored.. And felt like playing pool.. SO, we walked all the way to Bayu Perdana.. Crazy, right?? And went to the Uncle's shop.. Then, we walked all the way back to Klang Jaya.. Sure is tiring walking that far..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.. Basically.. I kinda screwed up my Add. Maths' paper.. Both paper 1 and 2.. XD But i have a strong feeling that i might PASS that paper.. XD Passing that paper is already satisfying me.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno what to post about ad.. Damn tired.. Just came back from dance rehearsal with Mr. William Loo.. Learned lots of new steps today.. Could be useful in the future.. XD And heard of some new songs.. I wanna download those songs.. But, maybe next time.. As for now.. I only wants to.................... SLEEP!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1695185418251005842?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1695185418251005842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-additional-mathematics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1695185418251005842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1695185418251005842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-additional-mathematics.html' title='End Of Additional Mathematics'/><author><name>W.K. 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I really don't know how on earth i forgot how to do simple stuffs like probability and motion along straight lines.. Those topics were like bonus marks to me in my school's exam.. But in SPM.. HANCUR!!! I totally forgot bout it.. Nvm.. It's still gonna be okay, i think.. After this week, i'll only have three more subjects to go.. And talking bout this.. It really piss me off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For only three subjects, that'll only take three days at most.. The government dragged it to 3 weeks.. Come on lar.. We can finish it early.. Even if the art and account stream's students have to sit for their exam.. I don think dragging it for 3 weeks is seriously necessary.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, i don't know how to answer back when a girl came up to me and asked me to be her date for the upcoming Raja Mahadi's prom night.. At that point of time.. All i can think of is "Are you nuts?? Me?? Date?? Think it over, lady!!".. However, i agreed.. Cause she said that she only wanted to support my performance.. So, i said ok.. Plus.. I still haven found a date also wert..XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-2119801667499853211?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2119801667499853211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/maths-terror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2119801667499853211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/2119801667499853211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/maths-terror.html' title='Maths&apos; Terror!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-728206135295942075</id><published>2009-11-22T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T06:07:44.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain Go Away.. Come Back Some Other Day..</title><content type='html'>As we all were expecting.. It rained again today.. Well.. More like drizzling actually.. However, it pretty much ruined my day.. I was planning an all day out activity.. Got out of the house.. Got into the car and started the engine.. Then, when i looked up.. Drops of water appeared on the windscreen.. And i was like "WTF!? Fucking rain came down!!" So, i got down and went back into the house.. And continue sleeping..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i practiced maths for like 4 - 5 hours.. Crazy right?? Haha.. I repeated the same exercise for like 2 or 3 times i think.. But it is all worthy.. I'm ready for my A+ for modern maths.. Tomorrow, i will finish it.. No doubt about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.. I don't know why i'm addicted to old songs again.. Songs like Poetic Ammo's Money, Money and stuffs like that.. I played that damn song for like at least 5 - 6 times today.. And my brother's like "Don't you ever get bored??" and i replied "Nice wert..".. And this time.. It was his turn to be like "WTF!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, time for the "EMO" section again.. Lol.. She seemed to be quite depressed lately.. Miss.. Relax lar.. You can spit it all out at me.. I'm a very good listener you know.. Haha.. But chill lar.. I won't tell other's bout it even if you do..  But i know you wouldn't do that.. Cause you already told me that.. By the way, I wrote another rhyme which might suit you.. It's entitled "The Past And The Present".. And it goes like "Sad to happy, More like silly,..... And bla, bla, bla.." Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.. Last night was the best night ever.. Wanna know why? I watched some winning matches and i earned some.. XD Man. Utd won 3 - nil.. Chelsea won 4 - nil.. Chun right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and by the way.. Bohsia was really nice.. I repeated watching if for countless of times ad.. And i especially love it when Acai says "Kalau penumbuk ni melekat kat muke dia, aku gerenti dia satu minggu makan nasi pakai straw.." Laughed my ass out when he said that wei..&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/4875270585998987969-728206135295942075?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/728206135295942075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain-rain-go-away-come-back-some-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/728206135295942075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/728206135295942075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain-rain-go-away-come-back-some-other.html' title='Rain, Rain Go Away.. Come Back Some Other Day..'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-403128101697960451</id><published>2009-11-21T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T07:26:48.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Season in Sentosa???</title><content type='html'>It has been raining in Sentosa for some number of days now.. I can't even go out for basketball cause the rain always come in the evening.. But, hanging out at home was ok also lar.. Anyway, as for today.. I slept till 12 somthing if i'm not mistaken.. Then, my house phone rang.. It was Bryan.. Asking me out to KFC with him.. He said he wants a group study there.. Plus, Mr. "RELA" wants to buy some insurance thingy from his mom.. So, i said OK.. Then, i asked him to asked Deeban.. He said the Deeban's coming..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached there, he freaking told me that he haven ask Deeban yet.. And at that point of time, i seriously wanted to give him a nice tight slap.. But, couldn't as his mom was around (I won slap him even if she's not.. I just felt like it..).. Anyway, he called Deeban and he agreed.. He came shortly after that.. But, history repeats again.. We studied for like around 2 to 3 hours and decided that it was time for pool again.. Played until 6.30.. Haha.. 3 wins out of 4 games with Bryan.. Dude, i'm improving and seriously kicking your ass now.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right.. Bout the new partner thing.. She told me that it wasn't true.. She's just trying to trick someone.. Well.. That doesn't matter anymore, does it?? I'm moving on.. I can't just live on in my pass now, can i?? It's over.. It's done.. I'm gonna be all over you soon.. I'll start my search for my next Miss Perfect. Hey, i am single and available now right?? Who cares?? I wanna enjoy my single life as long as i possibly can first.. It's nice.. Trust me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's gonna be my study day again tomorrow.. Dude.. Modern maths' exam next Monday.. I gotta score in it.. Otherwise i'm dead meat.. XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-403128101697960451?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/403128101697960451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/rainy-season-in-sentosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/403128101697960451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/403128101697960451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/rainy-season-in-sentosa.html' title='Rainy Season in Sentosa???'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-9020259211566459868</id><published>2009-11-19T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:02:52.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future</title><content type='html'>Aight.. Here i am again posting up shits and bla bla bla.. Right.. SPM is finally here.. Today's the second day.. Everything's well so far.. And one thing that made me really happy.. Is that.. History's FINALLY over!!! Haha.. Like i said.. Historical's glad that History's finally over.. But.. I dunno what's gonna happen in days after that though..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of it.. Time really do fly.. It was the beginning of the year when i know it.. Just in a slip of time, it's SPM already.. I wonder what's life really like out there when i start working.. Hopefully everything's gonna be just fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. I have something else to post about.. Well.. She has found a new partner.. Yes, people.. A new partner.. She found someone that could make her happier.. Someone who's better than i am.. I felt a bit sad when i found out bout this.. But hey... Life goes on.. We'll never know what's gonna happen next in our life.. Maybe i will find someone better.. Someone worth loving.. Someone who's ready to go on a  serious relationship with me.. Or maybe i'll stay single for a pretty long period.. But it's just fine with me.. I'm bored of all this puppy love thing.. It brings us nowhere.. I might as well begin my search for my next Ms. Perfect.. I'll move on from my past.. Step forward.. My history will be burnt together with my History reference book later (I'm planning to burn it!! Hey.. History's over, right?? XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, folks.. That's all i gotta say for now.. ENjoy your SPM period... For those SPM sitter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-9020259211566459868?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/9020259211566459868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/9020259211566459868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/9020259211566459868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/future.html' title='The Future'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-1860378461315735674</id><published>2009-11-08T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:10:25.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull Weekend</title><content type='html'>It's been days since it rained.. Dude.. Nowadays it rained everyday.. Well.. Almost everyday lar.. I can't even go out for basketball.. But it's been a pool season for me.. Haha.. So, today.. Alright.. Went to AEON with my family.. Hang out.. Walked around.. And i missed my breakfast cause i woke at 2p.m.. Was seriously hungry..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, went home.. Did nothing else ad.. Haha.. Right.. What else am i suppose to blog about?? Oh ya.. I really must say.. I wasted 2 years in school.. During add maths.. When i opened my add maths exercise book just now.. I straight closed it.. I don understand a damn freaking goddamned question in it.. I really gotta study hard ad.. No time ad.. SPM's getting closer and closer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.. I just realized.. No point dreaming on bout what's not gonna happen.. I'd rather face thedamn truth.. So, Mr. Saw.. you better wake up from your sweet dream.. It's never gonna be a reality in real life.. But.. I still have to say that i cherish those moments of love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make sure.. That i get good results.. I seriously need to study.. But laziness is the main criteria of me not even taking a glance at my books.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-1860378461315735674?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/1860378461315735674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/dull-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1860378461315735674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/1860378461315735674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/dull-weekend.html' title='Dull Weekend'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-220744847996084088</id><published>2009-11-07T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T05:19:07.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Chaos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Apa khabar semua?? Dude.. Why am i speaking in malay?? Anyway, OK.. I'm here again to blog.. Boring.. I went for pool at a particular shop today, along with my brother, Mr. Bryan, and Mr. Ng Chin Guan.. It's not even one game, and i received a call.. From my DAD.. But i chose to ignore it.. Then, my brother's phone rang.. I ignored it again.. Next, Bryan's phone.. Well.. That idiot answered.. Guess what my dad said.. " De ba lu ka wa dui lai.." which actually means "you get the fuck home now..".. I thought something serious happened.. Mana tahu.. My dad wanted to go out for dinner early.. And i was like "WTF!?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK.. Then, nothing ad lar.. I seriously don know what to blog about today.. Oh ya.. One more thing.. Last night.. Me, Bryan, and Deeban kononnya went for a "group study" at KFC.. However, we went for pool.. then, we went to KFC again to "study".. We were not even there long enough for the waitresses to remember our name.. Then, we went for pool AGAIN!! Then, Bryan's phone rang.. Mr. Tony See (Bryan's Dad) called him.. And is on his way to fetch us home.. And again.. I was like "WTF!?" Then, we ran like some assholes back to KFC before Mr. Tony See finds out that we actually skipped our "group study" session.. And it sure was close..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all, peeps.. And err.. I can now officially online at my cribs.. DANG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-220744847996084088?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/220744847996084088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/apa-khabar-semua-dude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/220744847996084088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/220744847996084088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/apa-khabar-semua-dude.html' title='Pool Chaos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-3078402181500346615</id><published>2009-11-04T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:32:33.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny XD</title><content type='html'>I really must say.. It's a really stupid day today.. Just before i went school today, i felt something hard in my school bag.. Guess what it was.. MY WALLET!! I freaking left it in there yesterday.. And i totally forgot bout it.. And i wasted 2 buck when making a report for my lost IC yesterday.. Cause we have to pay a fine or something like that.. However, i was glad that i finally found my wallet again.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. In school.. Seriously.. I don know why i went to school also.. XD No teacher entered my class.. So, it's like i'm just roaming the whole school for like almost the whole day.. Then.. Me and CG played basketball for a while and went into my classroom to rest.. Then, we borrowed a deck of cards and played big two.. All the way from 11a.m to 12.30p.m.. Isn't it just nice?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. Today's suppose to be the last time i'll be meeting her.. Today's tuition's last day.. I wonder how am i suppose to meet her again in the future?? What if she refuses to meet with me?? Haha.. I wonder what's gonna happen in the future?? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-3078402181500346615?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3078402181500346615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3078402181500346615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/3078402181500346615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-xd.html' title='Funny XD'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-6344544165384171942</id><published>2009-11-03T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:37:14.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Moments</title><content type='html'>Dude.. Today's seriously one of the worst day of my life.. I misplaced my damn wallet.. And i couldn't find it.. I made a police report bout it.. Damn!! Thinking bout it jst seriously piss me off.. And i just bought that damn wallet not long ago.. And my fucking IC's in it.. Dude, i really must say.. The feeling of something important went missing really sucked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. 3th of November.. My brother's birthday.. Bro, happy 15th birthday.. Better behave yourself, aight??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i couldn make it to the Langkawi trip with you guys.. I've got too many stuff to do..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. I'm sorry.. No offence ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM's just 15 days away.. Just thinking bout it really creeps me out.. What am i gonna do in this period of time?? There ain't enough time if you ask me.. Now, all i can really do is face the book whenever i'm free.. So, i really gotta make myself free.. And.. I miss my wallet.. And my IC.. Where on Earth are you?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-6344544165384171942?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6344544165384171942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/unlucky-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6344544165384171942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/6344544165384171942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/unlucky-moments.html' title='Unlucky Moments'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-4318390300977528005</id><published>2009-11-01T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:34:28.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today = Boring!!!</title><content type='html'>Dudes.. And chicks.. I really gotta say.. Today's one of the most boring day i'd ever had.. OK.. This is how it goes.. Woke up at 1p.m today.. Fine.. That's just fine.. Then, i planned to go out lar.. As usual.. Mamak with my peeps.. Then.. Here's the best part.. It started raining.. And it's raining heavily.. And.. As usual.. Taman Sentosa FLOODED.. Well.. Maybe not like those extreme flood.. But, you can see water everwhere when you go out.. So, i'd just stayed at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, rain stopped at around 3p.m.. Went for tuition at 3.30p.m.. Tuition on a weekend.. Sunday somemore.. Damn kao teruk just thinking bout it wei.. Drove all the way to P.T.P.. Then, when we (me and Bryan) walked into the classroom, we realised something that we don want to.. the tuition started at 3p.m.. We were late.. But the fun part was.. There was half an hour less for us to be stucked in there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after tuition.. We went all the way to Bandar Puteri for some lekor.. I know it might sound nuts.. But i seriously drove all the way there ust to get some LEKOR!! What can we do?? We were desperate for it.. We're lekor maniacs.. We're addicted to lekor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, now.. I'm at CC just posting this stuffs up for you guys to read.. What s day.. LOL.. But, who cares?? Well, tomorrow's just gonne be another holiday for me.. Im just gonne stay at home and sleep all the way till 2p.m.. If i can lar.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. For this section.. Yes.. I still love you.. I already told you that it wouldn be something easy for me to forget you.. It's not like playing zynga poker.. Where you can forget everything as soon as you go offline.. And that's also the reason why i really do mind when you were sort of like trying to ignore me lately.. And i really do mind when your attitude towards me change.. But.. I'll just persevere and move on.. I will try to be strong.. May you feel happy always..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4875270585998987969-4318390300977528005?l=history-lives-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4318390300977528005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4318390300977528005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4875270585998987969/posts/default/4318390300977528005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://history-lives-again.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-boring.html' title='Today = Boring!!!'/><author><name>W.K. Saw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003256975710888191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbCUjHMuuUI/Tb2bRmsuBbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Lg4n6s99CM0/s220/Photoscape%2BE01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4875270585998987969.post-7558892906345920108</id><published>2009-10-31T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:18:38.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUATION!!!</title><content type='html'>Hay, fellas.. I've just started blogging again.. Don ask why.. Right.. Today.. 31st of October 2009.. ACS' very first graduation ceremony.. Had lots of fun.. And sweat a lot.. I'm not gonna blog much bout this.. Then, lepak AEON.. And talking bout AEON today.. Kelvin, Kelvin... Do you have to go into that shop so many times today??? It's like for about 3-4 times wei.. Watched Jennifer's Body.. Well.. It was OK lar.. Ain't that sppoky also.. Right.. Anyway.. Time to tell out what5's been in my mind for like... Err... So long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. Let's begin.. I do realise that those moments that i used to cherish is gone.. I know that it'll never be repeated.. No matter what i do or how hard i try to impress you.. It just wouldn work.. Yeah.. I do realise that.. Everything's printed in the history book of my life.. But i gotta be strong and move on.. I do realise that you actually had fallen for someone else.. But.. What can i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. Enough emo-ing ad.. I guess i better get to my room and start studying.. Don wanna disappoint anyone.. 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