<?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-1253134981400073020</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:56:05.484+08:00</updated><category term='Muttons'/><title type='text'>Hectic Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-5706031263284334474</id><published>2009-05-30T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:30:25.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourful Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAJMsc8HpCk/SiEm1k8STpI/AAAAAAAAAs0/zJf0BWWKLWo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAJMsc8HpCk/SiEm1k8STpI/AAAAAAAAAs0/zJf0BWWKLWo/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341593334929575570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-5706031263284334474?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/5706031263284334474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=5706031263284334474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/5706031263284334474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/5706031263284334474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2009/05/colourful-heart.html' title='Colourful Heart'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAJMsc8HpCk/SiEm1k8STpI/AAAAAAAAAs0/zJf0BWWKLWo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-6822896263366184058</id><published>2009-05-26T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:49:37.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.O.W</title><content type='html'>Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;If love isn't a game, why are there so many players?&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget.&lt;br /&gt;You can only go as far as you push!&lt;br /&gt;Actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the past hold you back, you're missing the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Life's short. If you don't look around once in a while you might miss it.&lt;br /&gt;A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have.&lt;br /&gt;Some people make the world special by just being in it.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are the siblings God forgot to give us. When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there.&lt;br /&gt;True friendship never ends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are forever.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are like stars....you don't always see them, but you know they are always there.&lt;br /&gt;Don't frown, you never know who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end.&lt;br /&gt;Most people walk in and out of your life, but only friends leave footprints in your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-6822896263366184058?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/6822896263366184058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=6822896263366184058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/6822896263366184058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/6822896263366184058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html' title='W.O.W'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-4816313711159728094</id><published>2009-05-25T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:29:46.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of Time</title><content type='html'>To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of a sister&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of ten years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a newly&lt;br /&gt;Divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of four years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who&lt;br /&gt;Has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of nine months:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother&lt;br /&gt;who has given birth to&lt;br /&gt;A premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one-second:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has survived an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when&lt;br /&gt;you can share it with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of a friend:&lt;br /&gt;Lose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wasting time thinking about why this and that is happening to you?&lt;br /&gt;Still unhappy with things right now?&lt;br /&gt;Still angry with that friend of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: &lt;br /&gt;Share this with everyone special in your life, even the people who really make you mad sometimes. Remember, every minute spent angry is sixty seconds of happiness wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't frown, you never know who is falling in love with your smile. &lt;br /&gt;=]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-4816313711159728094?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/4816313711159728094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=4816313711159728094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/4816313711159728094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/4816313711159728094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2009/05/value-of-time.html' title='The Value of Time'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-1510195309709827565</id><published>2008-10-16T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:29:12.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poly Life</title><content type='html'>Year 1:&lt;br /&gt;Got into a class of strangers.Made friends with &lt;font color=red&gt;H&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=red&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;.Then we became close,made a couple more friends with &lt;font color=Green&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=green&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=blue&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=pink&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=orange&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;.Back then,&lt;font color=blue&gt;F&lt;/font&gt; got her own clan while &lt;font color=blue&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=blue&gt;X&lt;/font&gt; are close friends.The ways we became friends are pretty interesting.Back then, me and &lt;font color=pink&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; are close friends, went back and fro to school together since we lived just a couple blocks away from each other.I'm still able to recall the 1st time we're suppose to meet before heading to school.=]]&lt;br /&gt;As time flies,people changed,things changed,situations differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2:&lt;br /&gt;Much had happened.&lt;font color=blue&gt;X&lt;/font&gt; dropped out of school.Me and &lt;font color=blue&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; got closer and we're still are till today.Then &lt;font color=blue&gt;F&lt;/font&gt; and her clan starts to mix with us more.As a class,we get along well,became closer.Personally, i got closer with &lt;font color=#FFCC33&gt;A&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=#FFCC33&gt;H&lt;/font&gt; too.Then made more friends,with &lt;font color=##330000&gt;L&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=#330000&gt;M&lt;/font&gt; and eventually, &lt;font color=#330000&gt;F&lt;/font&gt; too.Me and &lt;font color=pink&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; got different timetable,so we pretty much stop meeting for school.Then once a while &lt;font color=green&gt;T&lt;/font&gt; will send me home.&lt;font color=pink&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=pink&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; became best of friends and so did &lt;font color=blue&gt;F&lt;/font&gt; and her clan.Me? Me,&lt;font color=blue&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=green&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=red&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=orange&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=green&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=red&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; became best of friends too,sticking together and seemed almost inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 3:&lt;br /&gt;Different path,different life.Seperated.&lt;font color=blue&gt;F&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=green&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=red&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=blue&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=green&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; got into the same specialization and different path than I'm in.Friendship loosen due to this.Now here I am,seems like its back to square 1.&lt;font color=red&gt;H&lt;/font&gt; is now officially with me till we graduate.Funny it may seem cause he was the 1st person i made friends with and now he's the one i'll stick with till graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this period of 3yrs,many things occured.Great moments are captured and kept as photographic memory.Life can be beautiful and at the same time,a turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories:&lt;br /&gt;Going to school with &lt;font color=pink&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; during yr 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#330000&gt;M&lt;/font&gt; approached me for a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#330000&gt;L&lt;/font&gt; went gugugaga each time I online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;F&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=blue&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; and myself seems to be a complete set of great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Outings with &lt;font color=orange&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;font color=green&gt;T&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color=green&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;T&lt;/font&gt; pretty much became a brother figure and leader in our circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Great attachment period with &lt;font color=#FFCC33&gt;H&lt;/font&gt; whereby we met &lt;font color=#660099&gt;N&lt;/font&gt; and became friends then &lt;font color=#660099&gt;N&lt;/font&gt; pretty much became an important part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many twist and turns,life turned out like rojak.&lt;br /&gt;=]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-1510195309709827565?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/1510195309709827565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=1510195309709827565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/1510195309709827565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/1510195309709827565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2008/10/poly-life.html' title='Poly Life'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-4404419727176493591</id><published>2008-08-24T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:58:30.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiencer</title><content type='html'>The term 'experiencers' are meant for those who spent their money on travels and places of interest instead of branded goods.Well, i'm one =]. For the places that i've been to, left me with everlasting memories.Fun times,funny moments,jaw-dropping sceneries etcetc.What's good about being an experiencer is that we get to enjoy ourselves and have a great time at some of the best man-made places or creations.Can branded goods last a lifetime? I dont know but i'm sure memories can =]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-4404419727176493591?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/4404419727176493591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=4404419727176493591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/4404419727176493591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/4404419727176493591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2008/08/experiencer.html' title='Experiencer'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-2427324381819795162</id><published>2008-06-16T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:19:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anastacia Ft.Ben Moody - Everything Burns</title><content type='html'>She sits in her corner&lt;br /&gt;Singing herself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in all of the promises&lt;br /&gt;That no one seems to keep&lt;br /&gt;She no longer cries to herself&lt;br /&gt;No tears left to wash away&lt;br /&gt;Just diaries of empty pages&lt;br /&gt;Feelings gone astray&lt;br /&gt;But she will sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS: Ben &amp; Anastacia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til everything burns&lt;br /&gt;While everyone screams&lt;br /&gt;Burning their lies&lt;br /&gt;Burning my dreams&lt;br /&gt;All of this hate&lt;br /&gt;And all of this pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll burn it all down&lt;br /&gt;As my anger reigns&lt;br /&gt;Til everything burns&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(VERSE 2: Ben Moody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking through life unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that no one cares&lt;br /&gt;Too consumed in their masquerade&lt;br /&gt;No one sees her there&lt;br /&gt;And still she sings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS: Ben &amp; Anastacia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til everything burns&lt;br /&gt;While everyone screams&lt;br /&gt;Burning their lies&lt;br /&gt;Burning my dreams&lt;br /&gt;All of this hate&lt;br /&gt;And all of this pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll burn it all down&lt;br /&gt;As my anger reigns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til everything burns&lt;br /&gt;Everything burns&lt;br /&gt;(Everything burns)&lt;br /&gt;Everything burns&lt;br /&gt;Watching it all fade away&lt;br /&gt;(All fade away)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone screams&lt;br /&gt;Everyone screams&lt;br /&gt;(Watching it all fade away)&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, oh&lt;br /&gt;(While everyone screams)&lt;br /&gt;Burning down lies&lt;br /&gt;Burning my dreams&lt;br /&gt;(All of this hate)&lt;br /&gt;And all of this pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll burn it all down&lt;br /&gt;As my anger reigns&lt;br /&gt;Til everything burns&lt;br /&gt;(Everything burns)&lt;br /&gt;Watching it all fade away&lt;br /&gt;(Oooh, ooh)&lt;br /&gt;(Everything burns)&lt;br /&gt;Watching it all fade away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-2427324381819795162?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/2427324381819795162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=2427324381819795162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/2427324381819795162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/2427324381819795162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2008/06/anastacia-ftben-moody-everything-burns.html' title='Anastacia Ft.Ben Moody - Everything Burns'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-3913926156406268704</id><published>2008-06-06T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:03:07.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just make me smile baybeh~</title><content type='html'>1st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me,whr's block 645?"&lt;br /&gt;"nvm,its ok"&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me whr's block 645? excuse me"&lt;br /&gt;"oh oh.block 645 arh,not sure,errr..wad are you guys selling?"&lt;br /&gt;"ouh we sell ice cream,buy 2boxes of magnum and u'll get free mini magnum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grabbing the catalogue,wanting to look at the ice cream pics ended up grabbing the air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we have a promotion,buy 2 boxes of magnum for $10 only"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still grabbing air..HAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GAVE UP!*&lt;br /&gt;"Errr...nvmd.its ok,thank you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huh? sape ni?"&lt;br /&gt;"cross sane arh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bodoh sombong*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh mak kau!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah...this one arh, hard to explain, not many words were spoken..HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok,i would like to have tis one, the $7.10..dapat nugget,kentang ngan air kan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"yeah"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!! kalau gambar da tunjok nuggets,kentang dan air..tkkan dapat burger ngan apple pie kan?!?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thank you very much"&lt;br /&gt;*walked to each counter to get her so-called 'onion rings'*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da nampak, dlm hati confirm "LAR! sane rupenye..mampos~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"nah tissue.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dgn confident,pusing plastic bag with ALOT OF tissue*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;not even a second wasted or regretted =]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon i can go home! woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-3913926156406268704?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/3913926156406268704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=3913926156406268704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/3913926156406268704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/3913926156406268704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-make-me-smile-baybeh.html' title='just make me smile baybeh~'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253134981400073020.post-7015887687964279110</id><published>2007-09-04T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T01:50:21.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muttons'/><title type='text'>muttons</title><content type='html'>Life Of Ping &amp; Pong:Because Life's Like That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;Ping:Hey Pong, why didnt you play your guitar?&lt;br /&gt;Pong:I cant&lt;br /&gt;Ping:Huh? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Pong:My guitar is broken&lt;br /&gt;Ping:Broken? How come? You just bought it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Pong:Yeah but I dont know.Theres a big hole in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;Ping:Pong, i got a question&lt;br /&gt;Pong:What?&lt;br /&gt;Ping:Which one is the furthest? Russia or the moon?&lt;br /&gt;Pong:Hellooo.Thats soo easy, of coz russia lar.You can see the moon from here but can u see russia?&lt;br /&gt;Ping:Oooohhhh.Yeah hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth...idiots...LoL....&lt;br /&gt;Zoo..Nothing Exciting there =.=&lt;br /&gt;Next,Off to Changi Beach At 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time to Hit Where It Hurts Most&lt;br /&gt;No Mercy, No Remorse&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1253134981400073020-7015887687964279110?l=thereticentone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/feeds/7015887687964279110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1253134981400073020&amp;postID=7015887687964279110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/7015887687964279110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253134981400073020/posts/default/7015887687964279110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereticentone.blogspot.com/2007/09/muttons.html' title='muttons'/><author><name>Speedwavez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02482746465909065373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
