<?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-8867551</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:58:41.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freelancer_937</title><subtitle type='html'>     Call me Freelancer or just Jun-jun.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-111669454181300952</id><published>2005-05-22T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T09:55:41.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today... So kelian la me~~~</title><content type='html'>Today... 1st day of Advance 2 japanese class. YAY! 10 person a class~ that's kinda weird~~ lots of students now are leaving and not continuing their classes! Today, our jap teach told us somthing bout Lot10 earlier at Monday. There's someone around his 40's jumped off from the 4th floor~ Eww~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sg Wang to buy some animes fer me friend. A rozen Maiden. What la~~~ then, went to the 3rd floor and met up with Ayase and Hikki. Bought the anime and went to times square as usual. Coz VHjin wanna challenge me on Taiko. No prob, since nobody has ever beat me on taiko ever before. Hhahahha We reached there and quickly change some tokens and played the EZ2D. YAY! Im loving the EZ2D. Met up with Kumiko and her friend. I though that BMJ had said that he might not show up at Times Square... what the... He poped up like daisies at the arcade with Joshi-kun... What the MIYAYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshi then was playing on the PPP, freestyle on Velfare 2000. He passed it and i think it's a miracle fer anyone to pass that one~!!! *thousand gallons sweat* So, then he and BMJ went AWAY~~~~ As ive suspected... they are at the shop where you guys can Duel yu gi oh cards. Maniacs... Coincidentally, that shop sells PS2 games too. So, MUST BROWSE FER NEW GAMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually me, Hikki and Tommy were making a havoc in there and i think we might have made BMJ and Joshi lost their concentration. So, i bought TWO games from the shop and i was looking at the cashier boy. What manga is he reading? MASTER NEGI MEGI!? And i said, HENTAI! and he was like... this is normal la~~ Then, he asked me how old am i. Tommy said im 21 and i look older than him. WHAT THE!? And i asked the cashier boy, how old DO i look like? He said 17 or 19. GAN~~~ THen.... i went rampage when BMJ said that i look like a 9 to 10 year old girl. GAAAAOOOooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to BMJ and Joshi's place and asked carefully, HOW OLD DO I LOOK LIKE!? Bmj kept teasing me with "hello? Whose daughter is this? Where's your mother little girl? Hello!? Has anyone seen this girl's mother?" Then Joshi said, "Jun, you look like a 9 year old but only with breasts." WHAT THE HECK! IM GONNA.... &lt;br /&gt;Fine~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then laters... we went to eat at a nearby cafe. Then we headed back to the arcade. After sometime in the arcades, Me, Hikki, Tommy and another guy called Kenny decided to go home together. While walking to the elevator... suddenly my leg cramped~ I kept screaming coz of the pain and cant even stand up. GAwd... it hurt me so much that i cried there~ I cant move my leggie! It hurts so much that i was screaming there~ Tommy tried to stretch my leg, but it hurts and i kept screaming! Kenny barely even know me and he was shocked and panicked. After some time, my leg started to feel better and i still cant stand up though. Tommy help me up to the bench and Kenny kept laughing~ So, i can walk but limp abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then We took the 'haunted elevator" to go down to G floor. When the elevator door was opened, Kenny shouted and made Hikki scared coz of the elevator. We laughed and laughed in the elevator. Then, we are outside the emergency exit. I still cant walk, so we sat there and the place kinda look like a place where Resident Evil took place and the place were creepy. We were talking bout the creepiness of the place and i was imaging what will happen if the place is really just like RE? And wat will happen if a zombie really appears? And i was imaging what will the zombie will look like... Scary of coz. Then, suddenly the door behind me opened. The four of us SCREAMED of fear and i fell down again. It was the security guard that opened the door. The security guard gave us the curious look. Then we laughed at our own actions. Now that was embaressing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we walked to the Lrt station, Kenny and Tommy were not convinced bout me saying that my leg is fine. Well, did they cursed me or somthing? It cramped again in front of the hang tuah Pudu Jail. And i was screaming there again. Amanda was so shocked and she was there fer me everytime. Thanks Hikki! *hugs* Then, hikki went home first. And the three of us are at the lrt station. Tommy said that he will accompany me to my station so did Kenny. When we reached at my station... GAWD, STAIRS!!! Limping again i cant climb the stairs. Kenny fed up and carried me up and down the stairs the whole way. All those aunties and uncles were looking at us with the o.O look. I tried no to laugh myself but Kenny kept laughing so did Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and tommy waited fer me mom and tommy said that he MUST tell my mom bout me leg cramp. Then when my mom arrived, he DID tell and i got lectured by my mother, thanks alot tommy. But honestly, THANKS! Im felt really grateful for Kenny, tommy and Hikki. Without them, i think ive might be screaming alone at the Hang Tuah Station today... hahahahhaha THANKS ALOT GUYS! I OWE YOU ONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-111669454181300952?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/111669454181300952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=111669454181300952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111669454181300952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111669454181300952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-so-kelian-la-me.html' title='Today... So kelian la me~~~'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-111597955896318206</id><published>2005-05-13T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T03:22:14.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So bored and made up my mind</title><content type='html'>okay... i found who was hacking meh... and now i made up my mind to keep on posting HERE! Dun wan new blog blog lar... malas leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another guy kept hacking me also. I've got 53 attacks from him in just a day. COOL HUH!? A mysterious guy from kelantan. When i hacked him back to find his location. Guess what? Pusat Perbandaran Kuantan tried to hack me?? FER WAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Tuesday, (10/5/05). Exam week!!! EEK!!! Tuesday.. the most painful day of all. I didn't read the question paper properly!! My essay was not supposed to be MORE than 350 words. I must write an essay about 350 words. No more or less. I thought it was MUST BE MORE than 350 words. I made a long essay. And guess how many words have i wrote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400+? no... guess again. 500++ no! It's 1631 wordS!!! What did i wrote? Hah... to PS2 players and a horror game freak, you guys should know what Fatal Frame 2 is. I wrote that i was the twin sister, Mio and we the story goes on just like in the game. It took me an hour to finish the whole essay and almost half an hour to count the words! Shockingly, 1631 words. When the monitor collect my paper. I asked everybody what did they wrote. Same old usual stuff. 400 words. When i said i got a thousand plus, they told me everything and i re-checked my question paper. Ooo... im dead... real dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when i reached home... it's about 2.30pm. Hang out around every corner of my house till 5pm then i went to have a shower. 5.15pm to be exact after shower, reading my mangas on my bed~ Relaxing~~ Suddenly my phone rang. Who? Bladewing. As i suspected he MUST be at Times Square. Asking me out on every last minute. HAH! As expected.. he IS really at times Square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he said he was REALLY free and bored. I asked him to come over to my place. So, he agreed. Then i TOLD him to buy the Lrt Star ticket to TASIK SELATAN. Guess what, he bought the wrong ticket heading SALAK SELATAN! I told him that i will be waiting at the station. When he got out, i cant help myself from laughing that blade got the wrong ticket~ MUAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we reached to my place. We hang out im my room coz it was blazing hot downstairs and ... BLISS!!! AIR CONDITION!! So, blade turned on his laptop and ransacked all my animes... what the... He showed me the anime called 2x2 Shinobuden. FUNNY but quite echi. REALLY FUNNY! So... after watching lots and lots and lots of animes... it's 9pm and i we havent eat our dinner yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said, how bout eating at me place. Blade said that he malu~~~ eating in front of my parents... cheh~ then we flip a coin to decide to eat outside or at meh place. Argh... i lost and the coin is on blade's side. OUTSIDE! Well, too bad. The WEATHER IS ON MY SIDE!!! Once we got down stairs, RAIN!!! MUAHAHHAHAAHA I WIN! So, no choic but to eat at me place. After dinner, blade hang out till 10.30pm. So, its time for him to go home coz his phone kept ringing~~ hhahaha, you guys noe wat i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. uh... tired like crap. Gotta sleep. Changed my clothes... picked up the mess that blade did... till 11.30pm. I fell straight asleep as i tuck in. Hehe.. really tired back there. And come to think of it. I havent finished picking up the mess la~~ *sweat sweat sweat* Tomorrow morning, guess what~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE PANDA EYES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-111597955896318206?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/111597955896318206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=111597955896318206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111597955896318206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111597955896318206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-bored-and-made-up-my-mind.html' title='So bored and made up my mind'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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-8867551.post-111469768409621533</id><published>2005-04-28T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T07:14:44.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning</title><content type='html'>i wanna tell everyone that i may wanna move my bloggie to an another one. be warned. Some of the posts here are not from meh. Somebody hacked in an used my nicky and passwordy to make up stories. So, i'll inform everybody when i gave you guys the new bloggy address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-111469768409621533?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/111469768409621533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=111469768409621533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111469768409621533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111469768409621533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/04/warning.html' title='Warning'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-111427159232984640</id><published>2005-04-23T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T08:53:12.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The worse arcade day of my life</title><content type='html'>Well, today is the worse day of my life. I'll never ever, ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever go to times square with forumers again. Well, some of them ish okay. But, i dun think that i'll go out with any of them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;br /&gt;Went to times square as usual. Right as i wanna enter the arcade. Tommy came out. And what happened? He scolded me fer nothing. Okay, its fine, i understand coz the guy that he hates alot is in the arcade. But well, of coz i was expecting a great day today but right as i wanted to start my day. I got scolded. You will be mad if you are me. Of course. Anybody will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i changed me tokens and good feelings are over. Of coz, EZ2D again. Joshi greeted me. I think i kinda ignored him. But i DID greeted him back. Then, right before the game started. Im kinda pissed off, i threw tantrums on yagami. (sorry yagami~) Then, Joshi asked me what the hell happened. So, joshi of course curious too. The arcade was too noisy to talk. So we went out of the arcade and walked in circles and he listened to everything ive said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt kinda better after that, then right as we were gonna enter the arcade, Joshi paused and said, " ah, i think i forgoted somthing!" I asked, what is it. Guess what he said. " I need to go to the toilet" *Bonk~!!!* Okay, we walked to the toilets. I think we passed by the toilet fer 2 times i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right as we went BACK to the arcades again, M and B ish there. Whoa... No need to be so scary. Both of them looked so... ahem... kinda HATES me. FINE! I'll just search for me own fun~ So, tommy cooled down abit. We're cool. No worries. Well, then after that... Tommy brought me to a place that sells things cheap!! Then, we searched for the SO CALLED largest book store in malaysia. The heck? It's smaller than MPH from Midvalley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh... gotta sleep~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-111427159232984640?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/111427159232984640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=111427159232984640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111427159232984640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111427159232984640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/04/worse-arcade-day-of-my-life.html' title='The worse arcade day of my life'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-111381839406242519</id><published>2005-04-17T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T02:59:54.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Tiring day</title><content type='html'>To kaede from the previous post. MAYBE COZ IM A SO-A-HOLIC!? So-pa! (Broom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, (saturday) was indeed a tiring day. And the day my old disease attacked! (help! i cant breath) Okay, to tell everyone, i have an undentified disease u noe. Even a specialist dunno wat izzit. New virus i guess. MUAHAHAHHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my disease attacks? &lt;br /&gt;- if im totally too, and i mean OVER hyper reactive, my heart kind of stops me from inhaling air. Whenever i inhale, the heart beat will goes fast and it'll hurt and i may not breath. Unless i hold my breath, it should be okay. If it attacks me suddenly... sombody send me to the hospital. Or CPR should do it. Even the hospital cant indentify what's going on to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started when i woke up at aroung 11am and my mother MADE me ate rice for breakfast. IM NOT IN JAPAN!!! I WANT EGGS!! Okay, then, i late to my japanese class and the sensei said when i was about to enter the class, Sandy-san, doushita no? Kyou mata chikoku shita! And i was like, ah... uh... AME DAYO AME!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher made a look like... YEAH-RITE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikki sms-ed me to buy a present for ah seng coz it ish his birthday. YAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! BUT WHERE'S MY POT!?? So, right after class, me and hikki headed to Sungai Wang 6th floor to buy an action figure of saint seiya phoenix for him. Coz he likes phoenix so much. So then, first we found a perfect figure that ish 50cm height and kinda BIG ya know and it has a perfect plastic stand and a transparent plastic case to, you know. NICE! It ish only fer RM20!? We thought that we may split the price. After re-checking the merchandise, the stand ish totally wrecked, the case was pecah-ed. We put it back and said bye bye to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we entered the shop next door. Litt Tak enterprise. We found one which costed around RM20+, so we payed for it 50/50. But then, suddenly hikki caught her eye on a small box. It was a limited edition of a capsule vinyl, HARO!!! She quickly picked up a box and bought it. WAT THE... I WANT IT TO!! But, anyways it was only fer RM10 per HARO. But the ears can be opened. UAH!!!So, we went down to 3rd floor to give ah seng his present. He was like.. OH MY GOSH!! IT ISH PHOENIX!! He went crazy and kept screaming... i mean.. SQUEELING at the shop. All the customers was like... is that guy gay or something? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later after that, we headed to times square when yagami rushed us through the phone. Well, we didnt tell her was we were doing, so we cant blame her for being impatient. So, Celica sms-ed me that he ish going to times square also to meet up with lystia. We searched for celica. First, he said he was at the 3rd floor. So we went up to the 3rd floor. Then while searching for him. We gave up and made another call and celica said that he ish at the 2nd floor. Then we went down and told him to stay put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the arcade, of course. We EZ2d-ed. Suddenly Tommy showed up and gave me a heart attack with a major glomp. But then celica said that he wanted to go back down to the ground floor to look for lystia. Eventually i forbid him... hehehe he made me chase for him from the arcade to the outskirts or grafiti land. WHAT THE... he ish huch an atheletic guy. I cant catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much later after that, it was my turn to stomp on the EZ2D. 3 whole stages was completed suddenly i caught my eye onto a guy behind me. HISHASHI!!!!!! AOI!!! oh... celica... then lystia!!! Okay we hitted the arcades together but hishashi-tachi only stands there and looked at us. Celica got bullied by me... or to say... so called RAPED by meh... muahhahahhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters... again. Kaede sms-ed me that she ish heading to times square after she grab a bite. It was getting late. Hisashi said that he needs to meet up with his buchou at the bandar tasik selatan lrt station. Where i live. Nyaha~ We decided to look for kaede instead. I kept calling her but she didnt answer. I was transfered to the auto voice message twice! I called ayase instead coz i thought that she might be hanging out with kaede right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i called ayase, her phone was kind of malfunctioning. I asked her where ish kaede. She said at low yat fourth floor. We headed to low yat then. When we arrived there, we cant find anyone. Kaede said that she ish somewhere nearby a Teppanyaki restraunt and Low yat has a teppanyaki restraunt at the lower ground floor. We kept walking up and down that shop but theres still no sign of them. I tried calling kaede again. She said she is at the fourth floor. Well, NOBODY there also.I called her again, and this time she said, IM AT TIMES SQUARE! We were yelling WHAT toghether.... Gawd, we headed back to times square again. We found her. Shingo was there, hitokiri and one more dude i forgot her name. DISH! HIT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later, ayase showed up and so goes to BMJ, Camelia and Guest18... i think. So i used up me last pair of tokens on the EZ2d and headed home. Aoi fetched me though. Me, Hikki and Celica cramped at the back and Hisashi sat in the front. Not long after that, we were lost and finally found our way back a few turns later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi joined me and my mother for dinner. Eventually it was around 8.30pm. We went out fer dinner till 10.30pm. Ate for two hours. So aoi hang out at meh place i mean ran sacking my room till 12am. I GAVE him okay. GAVE him like in the sense of FREE and not charged, a box-set of hentai series, Crying Freemen. Well, it's not mine anyways. Nobody wants it when i wanna sell it. Might as well i give it to someone that actually likes to watch it. Sorry Shin-chan. The hentais are all in cantonese. No subtitles are available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was like a bom that made me kinda tired, especially when that stupid disease came back. I think im gonna suffer for the next three weeks... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-111381839406242519?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/111381839406242519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=111381839406242519' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111381839406242519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111381839406242519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-tiring-day.html' title='What a Tiring day'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-111329091037397498</id><published>2005-04-12T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T00:28:30.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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Regarding to last year, yes i look like a boy, with boy's hair cut. Boy clothes, boy this boy that. Wokay, though i dress like a guy but inside me, i LOVE guys okay?? I mean, im not yuri as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 11/04/05 Monday after the marching competitions. We lost of course.  I am from the PBSM, so after the competition. Me and my friend michelle hanged-out at Times Square arcade for a few hours. So, i was playing the EZ2D machine as usual after i got influenced by someone. (i noe u noe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was playing the music of Cross and Pierrot with 4 times speed. Just normal lar.. then there goes two girls asking me in mandarin, ish the game hard to play? I said no, just follow the rythm. Then, after sometime, i thought they were only intended to be friends with me. So, i gave them my phone number and they gave me theirs also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, me and michelle plans to head home early. So, as soon as we walked out from the arcade, both of the girls ran after us and said, 'please do SMS us, but if u dun wanna its okay. But i do Hope you DO SMS'. So, from that time, i felt something wrong. So, i DIDN'T sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, at the lrt station, she sms-ed me instead. So, i thought i would ignore her. But she kept sms-ing me. Okay, fine. So i thought that she just wanna be friend. So, nothing special right? After some 40 plus messages, i found out. SHE IS REALLY YURI! She said that it is impossible for her to like guys and she likes girls more than guys. So, jeng jeng... im in trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i wanna shout out loud to the world that i am not, i repeat, I AM NOT YURI!!! Im positively normal and may not fall in love to girls no matter what. Even if all of the guys in the world died, i will still NOT fall in love to girls. GOT THAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-111329073248388054?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/111329073248388054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=111329073248388054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111329073248388054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111329073248388054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-111167324403665162</id><published>2005-03-24T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T06:07:24.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So bored</title><content type='html'>Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time that i have ever been posting here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 18th March Friday. I planned on an outing of Badminton No Oujisama. So, i was so pissed off that day. My aunt needs to go out early so i have to head out earlier too. I hanged out at Hikki's house for the meantime. We met up with ElderG and headed to Hikki's together. So, when we reached ther, Hikki's balcony ish my fav place!!! THERE'S HER PET IGUANA!! MY FAV PET!!! Snakes are my least fav, but iguanas are my most fav reptile pet. AND HIKKI HAS IT!!! Wish that i can just steal her iguana. So cute~ fer me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we headed to the hang tuah lrt station. We stopped at Plaza rakyat. Thought of waiting for others. Celica was...*hello? Where are you? Im lost at Masjid Jamek*. And we were standing at the Lrt station like idiots. I kept calling one forumer at a time and standing at the station for an hour. Just to wait for the others. At least, kikyo and her friend arrived. Relieved i was. So, i thought that Prince Lui and Snoopy might be coming. I called him but he switched off his Handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game starts at 12.30 and we were suppose to hit the road from the station at 12.15pm. So, i thought that i'll be generous with my time and wait for Snoopy and Prince Lui(PL). Suddenly, i received a call from an unknown number. It was Snoopy using his fren's HP. I was waiting ther fer so long and he told me that he cant make it at the last minute?? WAT THE ~~ So, i was so pissed off, i couldn't say a word. I told snoopy, i hav noting to say. He waited ther at the phone for me to say something. i just kept quiet. He asked me questions... i cant even answer. Because... i was so annoyed and angry... my brain ish not working well. I cant find answers... all i thought there was tearing him into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not only me that ish waiting for them you know. ElderG, Hikki, Kikyo and her friend was standing there with me the whole time. Even if i dun mind standing there. What about them. How do they feel? So, Tofu got lost and i was so angry that time. I ditched him to come alone. But the gods helped him to bump onto us on the way there. Huh.... such luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ky, Shironu and gang are at the McDonalds and celica arrived ther. So, we played Badminton, or was it? Chase badminton? hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chased lots of ppl around the courts with the black paint trying to paint their faces. I and Kaede made teh penal-tea/akazu the day before the outing was held. Its some red disgusting drink based on the Prince Of tennis series. That thing was quite disgusting and it tastes weird. Hikki made an Aozu. Blue thingy... YUCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took the lift to the 6th floor where the courts are. The lifts there.. are SCARY!!! The door opens but the lift havent arrived yet... We were looking at the lift coming up... ARGH! And i have the phobia of heights. So, we were spending our time at the courts.... I SAW A GHOST!! Ayase chan arrived, Shingo and alot of ppl nya... Shironu... I CANT BELIEVE THAT SHIRONU ISH BLADE'S SISTER!!! THAT HENTAI'S SISTER!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried the blue stuff, yuck!! I ran for my water and stucked my mouth with lots of Ribena Pastils... After that, we split up at the end of the day. 97% of the team went to the Skating Outing at Sunway Piramid. Me, Hikki, kaede, 7chai, Ryuu, Joshi headed to the times square arcade to meet up with yagami there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit the arcades till 6.30pm, Joshi went home early. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;I challenged Joshi on taiko. MUST beat him coz, he is TOO GOOD on the EZ2D machine. NOOO!!!! BUT! I beat him on the Taiko 3 over 0. MUaahhahahahHAHAHAh&lt;br /&gt;We saw Aiko chan and Chris Sama there also. To say the truth, Chris and Joshi are the first to be brave to drink half a cup and a quater cup of that foul Akazu. Gekk.... kowaii... Even Shironu said that the akazu smells like watermelon juice. And shironu said that the drink tastes not bad... ERrr.... So, when JUST before Joshi leaves the Tims Square Building... i pulled his pants... WUAH&gt;&gt;&gt; Saw heart shaped Boxers... hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the middle of the night, Snoopy SMSed late at night. Saying sorry... with PL. haiz.. i kenot blame them, coz they knew me for only a few PMs away only. Hhahaaha. I'll be angry fer the whole day. But will be okay at the next day. Then, Joshi told me that he ish goin to join me on going to times Square Arcades again at Saturday. I didn't realize that Snoopy and PL tagged along~ *SHOCKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, i must pull Snoopy's pants coz dared. hahhaaha Then, me and Joshi failed to do so. So, me and Snoopy pulled Joshi's instead. then, when i realized, he didn't changed his jeans from the day before!!! GUYS ARE ALL THE SAME! in return, Joshi showed off his boxers and dancing with them... GUYS ARE REALLY ALL THE SAME. So, joshi told me a technique to flash Snoopy's underwears, pull up his shirt, and it is clearly there. Hahahaa And i did so... but i wun tell wat color izzit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we split up that day, coz PL was feeling not really well.  I went to Sungai Wang and Joshi and gang went home... Wuah&lt;br /&gt;im typing in 9 windows rite now. I think im gonna pass out. Laterz till the next post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-111167324403665162?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/111167324403665162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=111167324403665162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111167324403665162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/111167324403665162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-bored.html' title='So bored'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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-8867551.post-110942901892210947</id><published>2005-02-26T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T06:43:38.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil May Cry Maniac Ish Here</title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rei, dun care spoilers or not ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's alot of funny cutscenes. Yah, ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one part, that Dante needs to get a generator orb to reactivate the bridge to the hell entrance where i need to beat up something... (bad memory recovery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante must proceed to an underground mine where lots of magma and lava are flooding out... must be Ifrit's lair. So, i went through the door, the place is huge and spacious. There's the orb at the end of the room. When Dante almost touched the orb, the ceiling collasped and i think it's name should be Ifrit. (I don't memorize enemies' names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shouted SPARDA!!! Dante Crushed one of the falling ceiling with his fists and waving it as if he is hurt and said, "Aww... you poor thing, didn't your mother teached you how to use a door?" ARGH!!! Dante ish so cocky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fiend then said, "Sparda, the stench of betrayal... I recognize that odor..."&lt;br /&gt;Dante then smells everywhere and his own self, *sniff*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante ish SOOOOOooo cocky!! "Tell ya' what, next time, i'll try to wear some cologne, got it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demon: I'll annihilate every blood relation of Sparda!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dante: The son cleans up the Dad's mess. Where did I heard that before??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the fight starts and it is really a hard one. U need to hit his Eye Directly but usualy he will perform a barrier so that u can't reach it. And it is soo tall!!! Right after the fight, another cutscene appears. Dante's rebellion flies in slow motion and slashed the demon's eye and it loss his eye sight. Coz the other eye was slashed by Sparda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demon: Though i lost my eye sight, i can still smell. That stench of betrayal, that odor! I will track you down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the demon flies away through the ceiling hole. Dante then catches his breath and said, "Can't i at least stop cleaning up dad's mess, just a slack?" Then he proceeds to take the orb. As soon as he touches it, Dante knelt on the ground feeling that his life is in danger. He then breaths heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Jester appears. (KYAAAAAaaaAA!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;The Joker that looks like a Demon and looks like a Human. He is quite funny though. Jester kenlt beside Dante and said that Dante is looking like he needed a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jester: Well well demon boy! Looks like you really outdone yourself...&lt;br /&gt;Dante: shut up before i shoot that head of yours.&lt;br /&gt;Jester: Well, i don't think you will.&lt;br /&gt;Dante then pulls Jester and stuck the gun on Jester's long joker nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jester: You... you are not gonna shoot me with that are you? (shivers)&lt;br /&gt;Dante: Try me...&lt;br /&gt;Jester: (shivering) If you shoot me, then you will miss why all of these happen now dont you. Let me go and i'll tell everything bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante let Jester go, Jester then i think he is finally getting afraid of Dante. SERVES YOU RIGHT! Jester then mumbled to himself, "phew, i thought i was a goner back there" Hehehe, everytime that jester appears, things turn out funny in the end. That's why i like Jester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i like Jester you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe coz, he is a Joker. And joker sometimes looks scary to others and people usualy make jokers as horror themes. But i think, jokers are quite a sadist than clowns. I chose jokers a.k.a. Jester because, he usualy mess up things and other people's brains. I find that attitude similiar to me. Jokers make others laugh and live to entertain their masters like there's no end. And they suffer to entertain. And i think my life's the same as that way of life. I dunno exactly why. But i really do like Jester. And other jokers as well, you might think that im weird. But i don't know really well myself either. For the first time i saw Jester the Joker on DMC3, i dunno why i was so attracted to him. Even when people play cards, i usualy stare at the Joker card for at least 15 minutes and everybody will think that im crazy or sumting. Even my parents lifted and eyebrow when i squealed when Jester appears... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Ok... that's enough fer today. My moms rushing me to go to bed. Till next time. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110942901892210947?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110942901892210947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110942901892210947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110942901892210947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110942901892210947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/02/devil-may-cry-maniac-ish-here.html' title='Devil May Cry Maniac Ish Here'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110932603834095949</id><published>2005-02-25T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T02:07:18.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil May Cry, if i dun beat it... I'm the one who is gonna cry</title><content type='html'>Huah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't figure out how to beat Heaven Or Hell mode... Gonna die thinking. That really made me piss off... grr... There's a new character.. a demon. A Joker demon. Can be said that looks like a clown but its actually a Joker. Im attracted to him. He danced on the ceiling while Dante shoots him. Nyahahah cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... im gonna be a spoiler for the day. Nyahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devil May Cry is absolutely the greatest action game of all games. Hm.. In DMC3, dante ish getting very cocky from before... What the, Dante's like that when he is young!?? How can... he cannot be so cocky... And also he is a super hentai guy in this episode. I forgot which stage was it. It is when he is gonna fight a Female Vampire whose name is Nevan and is gonna be one of my Devil Arms weapon soon. The opening cutscene of it its kinda HENTAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, dante goes into an entertainment room full of speakers and wrecked curtains, stage... to get the Stone mask to get through the collapsed pathway to get the orb or sumthing, then in a sudden, theres a flock of bats flying behind Dante then the bats "kumpul' together on the spot. Then it transformed as a female Vampire with red eyes, red lips, red hair and green body. Her upper part of her body is totally bare... SO BEWARE (with her hair covering the Nikuman) Dante then can't keep his eyes off of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, nevan kept caressing Dante's shoulders... Nevan asked then, " u new here?" Dante replied i certainly am. Then Dante continues, " U'll treat me nice won't you?" Then Nevan said, " Certainly, i'll treat you so nice that u'll never gonna leave".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the... then the camera angle changes and focused on Dante's Hands reaching his jeans buttons... i was so shocked! WHAT THE... WHAT IS DANTE GONNA DO!!?? As Dante said "that's what im talking about" He pulled up his jeans and reached his Rebellion in a flash. (fuu... i thought it is gonna be a hentai game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's one stage's opening cutscene, the female character of the game, Lady but actually her name is Mary. Her name is exposed on the stage where her father is killed by vergil. She got tossed down from the 100 storey high tower. Dante, in good timing as well, he came out to the balcony for a little fresh air before proceeding up. When he looked up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady/Mary is falling down towards him. In a flash, Dante caught her leg and left her dangling in the mid-air. Lady shrugged and pointed a gun at Dante. But then dante said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante: well, this is my kind of rain. No wonder the sky looks so strange today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady intterupted and shouted "LET ME GO". Dante is giving a question mark. "Let you Go?" Before Dante could even finish his words, Lady shot him on the head. That was so unexpected so, Dante accidentaly lets go of his hands. Lady falls down again. Lucky lady she has a RPG with a dagger, she managed to get it stucked on the tower wall and she is Safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante shouted from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT WAS THAT FOR!!?? HERE I AM SAVING YOU AND THERE YOU GO SHOOTING ME ON THE HEAD!!??" Dante's head is covered with blood. Lady was surprised and shot him again and it hitted his mouth. Dante then spits the bullet out. He shouted " suit yourself" Then he continues up the tower mumuring to himself, Im having a bad day with womens with guns... hehehehhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dante sure ish having a bad day. Coz he is too cocky...  Then, there's a part where dante got swallowed by the flying whale or sumting, i beat the heart of the whale and it fell from the sky. Right in front of lady. Then the eye of the whale bluppered.. Blood came out spilling like there's no end. DANTE FLIES OUT FROM THE EYE! And he is covered with blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady then points the gun at dante again. Dante was SOOOOOooo cocky and asked lady, u want a date? Im sorry, i won't date girls that shoot me on the head. Nyahahahah Lady Sampuk him and said i won't date a guy that smells like blood. Dante then sighed... You're right.. i need a shower pronto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. i think somebody might Beat me up if i keep spoiling the game... hehehehe Until next time DMC lovers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110932603834095949?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110932603834095949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110932603834095949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110932603834095949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110932603834095949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/02/devil-may-cry-if-i-dun-beat-it-im-one.html' title='Devil May Cry, if i dun beat it... I&apos;m the one who is gonna cry'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110874082910104047</id><published>2005-02-18T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T02:36:23.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem of the day...</title><content type='html'>fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,&lt;br /&gt;thy gentlest of all gentle names dost takes!&lt;br /&gt;how many memories of what radiant hours,&lt;br /&gt;at sight of thee and thine at once awake,&lt;br /&gt;how many scenes of what departed bliss,&lt;br /&gt;how many thoughts of what entombed hopes&lt;br /&gt;how many visions of a maiden that is&lt;br /&gt;no more- no more upon thy verdant slopes,&lt;br /&gt;alas, that magical sad sound...&lt;br /&gt;thy charm shall charm no more&lt;br /&gt;accursed ground,&lt;br /&gt;henceforth i hold thy flower-enamelled shore,&lt;br /&gt;to tell thy heart's core,&lt;br /&gt;i shall can't take it no more,&lt;br /&gt;sadness, i can't no longer store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never fought on thy heaven door&lt;br /&gt;thy 'll hear angel's voicess ringing...&lt;br /&gt;ringing... and ringing...&lt;br /&gt;Thee 'st face that thy shall adore...&lt;br /&gt;Departed from anger... never more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a poem me made using edgar alan poe's poems as reference. This poem is a 'gambaran' towards whatever that happened to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110874082910104047?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110874082910104047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110874082910104047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110874082910104047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110874082910104047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/02/poem-of-day.html' title='poem of the day...'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110869890044790254</id><published>2005-02-18T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T02:51:30.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyan~Ko Time</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Kaede, i ponteng-ted these few days, due to some major family problems. It made me so down that i cried these three days and i dun feel like going to school anymore. Don't worry anyways, i'll be okay in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is to the ones that knows Bladewing kay? KAEDE! TAKE NOTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you guys saw Bladewing, dun call him KAKKOI sama ne? I've made a great nick for him. HENTAI BLADEWING-SAMA!!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i made this nick fer him? I'll tell you guys why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted yesterday, i've asked what is he going to cosplay this year. Midouban from Get Backers... I've never saw Get Backers, but i noe who Midouban is. But i din noe that Midouban ish a Hentai JIJI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked me, what am i going to be. You guys noe.. KITTY KAT-kun and a waitress. He said he's gonna blackmail me. Blackmail me?? Fer what!? Then, he's gonna peek under my skirsts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, as the kitty kat-kun, im really going to wear a mini skirt. And bladewing ish going to be under my skirts for the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun-jun:: *KBISH* HENTAI YARO!!! SUPER KITTY KAT KICK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bladewing:: ARGH~!!! (flies away in anime style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun-jun:: U come back again and peek others i'm gonna use my SUPER KITTY TAIL WHIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei, bladewing, if u r reading this, no offence kay? Just joking. But the nick depends on other people if they wanna call u dat kay? But i dun think people will call u that... maybe coz people said that you are too KAKKOI to be teased.... (uh... dun feel so good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to anybody who is looking forward to read my blog nowadays... due to major family problems... Wanna know? I'll tell you guys, but don't spread it like an amoeba kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Editted due to privacy inconvinience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's change topic. To anybody who is coming to me house this sunday, im looking forward to it kay? MAKE MY HOUSE RUMBLE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110869890044790254?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110869890044790254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110869890044790254' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110869890044790254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110869890044790254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/02/nyanko-time.html' title='Nyan~Ko Time'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110846126987322048</id><published>2005-02-15T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T01:54:29.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WUAH~ SCHOOL STARTS AGAIN!!! &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>Jeng jeng~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time of holiday from updating my blog... here i am! I AM BACK!!! MUAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok ok...&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed off today. Felt like hitting something. Or just hit that Pn Savithri's face direct HIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told us to pass up the Moral notes next week, by then i didn't came last week (ponteng). She gave the notes last week, and wanted to check our notes. But i didn't even buy the hard cover notebook yet. And also i dunno wher to get the notes. I told her i didn't came last week and all she did was "GET OUT FROM MY CLASS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i got out and sat outside with me other frens. Hehehe, we chit-chatted outside instead. Hahahahahha! Then she came out and scolded us for chit-chatting. We ignored her nad kept on chatting there. She fed-up and surrendered and finally she let us in. We talked at the back again. Nayayayahhahahahahha!!!! That's for kicking us out of the classroom. We even said outside, we should have stayed outside longer. Stay there untill the moral period ish over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was time for Est, i ran out for about half an hour before going back inside the class. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn loh dint asked me anything but asked me to take my sit coz i was suppose to take me exam that time. I came in late but finished the paper in 15 minutes time. Pn Loh was so shocked to see that i was sleeping on the table afetr 15 minutes... She even woke me up and told the class, "This girl came in late and slept in class." I was like... duh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when i arrived home, PISSED OF AGAIN! No lunch! U know that i can't survive without lunch!!?? Gonna kill someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya everybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many angpaus did u get this year? Too bad i can't use them. i need them for me costume... Haiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110846126987322048?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110846126987322048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110846126987322048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110846126987322048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110846126987322048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/02/wuah-school-starts-again.html' title='WUAH~ SCHOOL STARTS AGAIN!!! &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110796697725171980</id><published>2005-02-10T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T08:36:17.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay! CHINESE NEW YEAR! ANGPAU COLLECTING FRENZY!</title><content type='html'>Wai~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angpau collecting season ish here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehhe, now  i can collect collect collect moniiiiieeessssss-zu to make me costume. Ngam ngam got RM280 only ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak cukup RM300 i wun give up! I need lots lots lots n lots of money for animes and me costume! Nyayayay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, everybody, HAPI CHINESE NEW YEAR TO WHO ISH READING THIS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/8867551-110796697725171980?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110796697725171980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110796697725171980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110796697725171980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110796697725171980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/02/yay-chinese-new-year-angpau-collecting.html' title='yay! 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Then the teach asked me to re-sit the exam just in case if i want to re-continue the violin lessons next time. I've wasted 3 days of energy to walk there from my home. Could be around 3km walk i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was not at home and my elder sis was banned from using her car, then i have to walk from my house to Taman Connaught. DAMN FAR AWAY! Anyway, it's good for me legs coz im having trainings for Larian at School. Better then suffering under Pn Savithri's orders, i rather train myself. I got the cert, and took a taxi to Tmn Maluri and took the Lrt to Hang Tuah. Gah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still too early fer me to go to class so i lepak at Suncomics fer awhile. Damn bored back then. Nothing to do but then that Ah Seng disturbed me for the whole hour and i was so annoyed. I felt like giving him a hard punch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, finally it's time to hit the classroom. Called kaede at recess. Hahaha, i met with Kaede right after class. Met up with Shinnoir also. Then, we window shoped at Sg Wang. I was so pissed off when one of my friend is late. We met up then we hit the Arcade. (AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend the whole day in the arcade on the Taiko machine. I just can't get my hands off of the taiko machine. I'm a taiko maniac. I was... WAS okay... thinking of cosplaying as the taiko mascot, Tetsu. Nyahahaha, but i kinda rejected the whole idea. Dun wanna be a half naked taiko player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's time to pay up the things i owe Shinnoir. A 1.5 litre mineral water... for his breakfast/lunch/dinner. I was so hungry i bought around 13 curry fishballs and was thinking of eating it while im at the LRT station. Unfortunately, i finished it on the way there. i think i'm really hungry back then. Gave Kaede one also. I think the fishballs were cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i and Kaede was in the Lrt tram, we chatted the whole way. Once Kaede got off, then i noticed, next to me there was a woman who is really familiar. Oh me GoD! It is our PJK teach. I couldn't believe it, we never noticed her at all. Gawd... And i was so kaku in front of her. She greeted me and i greeted her back as well. GAWD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got home, dinner was ready and were so tired that i wanna just lay on the sofa and just go to sleep. But god dammit, im sweating like hell. Maybe coz of the Taiko... I sat on the floor instead and enjoyed the cool breeze outside then i head to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still pissed of when one of the guys form Suncomic, one of them ish jack. I told him on the SMS that it's me Sandy. In return, he gave my handphone number to another guy named Faed. he kept playing aroung wif me. Then i fed-up and went stampede... i think. He kept SMS-ing me and in reply, he kept adding 'Sayang at the end'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, i dun belong to you... then there's one sms i was suppose to send it to me friend. I typed the name wrong and accidently sent it to Faed. He replied, "Oi, budak nak main main ngan aku ke?" Then i said i hav no time to play wif him and said that i sent the wrong msg to the wrong person. He kept saying that i wanna main with him and he asked me to main with him and Jack at his house and i may go home tomorrow night. Gawd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i'll play along. Then i replied, sure i'll main. But one night ish not enough, a month or two might work. Then he said, Yesh. he agrees. Then i asked him, who's going to pay for the bills. He said it's going to be free. He asked me to go to his house right away. That's where i trapped him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku kata nak pergi Disney land Jepun lah. Kepala otak kau dah fikir sampai ke mana ni? Rumah kau lipas pun tak ada buat pe nak gi rumah kau. Aku kata nak ko, jack ngan aku gi jepun lah. Muka tembok betul. Sebab tu lah saya tanya sapa yang bayar bill!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't reply me. Malu....&lt;br /&gt;nyahahahahahhaahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110761917919275791?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110761917919275791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110761917919275791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110761917919275791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110761917919275791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/02/gokurakugokuraku.html' title='Gokuraku~Gokuraku~'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110718329985441473</id><published>2005-01-31T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T06:54:59.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sad, frustrated and "THE HECK!"</title><content type='html'>Grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna kill my sister rite away... nah, just joking. Me elder sister is giving me a real of a damn hard time. But she is having a hard on her own also. She's receiving lectures from my mom 4 to 6 hours a day from me mom. Pity her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PITY me too. I was planning to go out with my friends, Su Sam and Ching Yee tomorrow (1/02/05) Tuesday. Grrr... Coz of me elder sis, i can't go out. I feel sorry to break my promise... So i decided to make it up instead. I'll treat them for lunch next time. Attention, not canteen lunch okay? I'll get sued if they get food poisoning.... &gt;_&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that they understand my situation here coz i have some family controls lately. WUAH~~~ thank god they are people that are considerate and understanding. Not like me former friends. If i break a promise, even if i make it up to them, they'll treat you like you're in living hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恐いイイ～～～～！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they are not kowaii, they are MUZUKASHI! Hard to please and are not thankful enough to have a considerable friend like me. (heheheheheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need someone to talk to lately, but i don't think i will have time nor people will have time to listen to my problems. I have only 1 motto, "Take a deep breath and exhale everything including all the problems"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great motto yah? nah.. i dun think so. I haven't really taste the flavour of HW stress yet but i think im tasting the flavour of F-problem stress. Hope you guys understand wat that F stands for. I think i have membebel here for too long ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to business...&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell from the chair again... gawd so tired... I fell asleep in class again. ui?? Sebaliknya, i got praised by Pn loh (Eng teach) coz i slept in class. hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird isn't it??? The first time i got praised for sleeping in class. She said,"Alot of students are esticking their heads out of the class when it's time for teachers to change classes and periods. All students are like nosy ostritches except Sandy (That~'s ME~~!!!) If u all want to losen a bit. try to rest your head like Sandy did"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;PRAISED FOR BEING ASLEEP IN CLASS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD BUT TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110718329985441473?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110718329985441473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110718329985441473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110718329985441473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110718329985441473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-so-sad-frustrated-and-heck.html' title='I&apos;m so sad, frustrated and &quot;THE HECK!&quot;'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110683417449218707</id><published>2005-01-27T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T05:56:14.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Poem</title><content type='html'>today i got hit by kaede on the back,&lt;br /&gt;coz of suggesting to buy some hacks;&lt;br /&gt;ello kaede, hacks are not that bad,&lt;br /&gt;these sweets wun make u fat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand the HW that i have to carry in my bag,&lt;br /&gt;coz i hav another new stack,&lt;br /&gt;of HWs that is making me crack~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i was daydreaming again,&lt;br /&gt;the teacher hit my head;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't feel the pain,&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i was 'hit-trained'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that who-so-ever is reading this will enjoy as much i enjoy typing it. Thank you mya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosplay project: Kitty waitress &amp;amp; miko Maid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110683417449218707?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110683417449218707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110683417449218707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110683417449218707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110683417449218707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-poem.html' title='Another Poem'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110673553407053638</id><published>2005-01-26T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T02:32:14.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&lt;; I'm so down~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP ME~~!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah... I was planning to be good nya... Why the teachers kept making my exercise books go missing!? One by one goes missing. I wun have time to redo them! What-lah~!! I'll kill myself if another goes missing. Who's the culprit behind this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰　が　犯人　だ!！！ゼッテ　殺すゾォ！　&lt;br /&gt;見た！見てた！！！　カッコイ　部長！　手塚ー部長！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm daydreaming at class again. Got 'poked' by Pn. Loh (English teacher) and Cik Shaliza (Mathematics teach) gah...  Coz i fell asleep again nya~ I have to upgrade myself. UPGRADE! SLEEP BUT DON'T GET CAUGHT! But it's hard nya. Coz i sit way~ in front. I'll get caught easily! ~_~ ZzzzZZz *thwack!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna put a layout~ I can't figure out how~ Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe lar.. from now on i'll update my blog with a new poem along. if i have the time to make up some lar... hope u guys will enjoy the poems i made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i woke up late,&lt;br /&gt;almost took the wrong bus by mistake;&lt;br /&gt;i was daydreaming in the class, the whole day,&lt;br /&gt;thinking what should i cosplay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of being a miko maid,&lt;br /&gt;but kaede thinks im a sukebe instead!&lt;br /&gt;zombie is easier, i just hav to play dead.&lt;br /&gt;if i cosplay as a miko maid,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna ask someone to be my cosplay mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me in a kitty suit,&lt;br /&gt;with pointy ears and a tail,&lt;br /&gt;ain't i gonna look cute? -nyihihih....&lt;br /&gt;if somebody else saw me in that suit,&lt;br /&gt;im scared that someone will puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that i will get more comments,&lt;br /&gt;on which character i should pretend~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONEGAI SHIMASU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110673553407053638?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110673553407053638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110673553407053638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110673553407053638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110673553407053638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-so-down_26.html' title='&gt;_&lt;; I&apos;m so down~'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110666331293419832</id><published>2005-01-25T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T01:47:44.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me. Special edition with poem</title><content type='html'>Kiyaa~!!! CUTE BUCHOU~!!&lt;br /&gt;I found a pic of Seigaku and some other team members are wearing cafe waiters' outfit! Called the love of Prince Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Wish that this cafe really exist. So that i can hang-out there for the rest of my life! Muahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! I'm a good girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;I finished me HW, strange but now i'm making me own schedule for the whole year. new motto, must not be lazy anymore. (Sometimes a little while lah) My history teacher is Pn. Salmah Kaede... Hate her perfume. Her taste in perfumes are poor! Everytime she gets into the class, the smell of her perfume is sooooo strong. I felt like I was gonna puke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm stupid, or not. Or plain stupid... A close japanese friend of mine, T-kun (Very cute! kakkoi na hito!) was chatting with me earlier. T-Kun, is having some problem with the species of GIRLS! HAH! The scariest species in the world. Like me for example. hahahaha. T-Kun is trying to date a girl she likes for a long time. But he hasn't seen her for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me for advice, how to flirt with Girls... gah... i taught him. i think I'm stupid... stupid me... stupid me... Ok... change topic! Can anyone tell me how to upload a layout to me blog!? I really wanna upload it now coz it's giving me headaches and my blog looks so plain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up a poem, Enjoy everybody~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, i hafta wake up early,&lt;br /&gt;To go to school, but i'm lazy;&lt;br /&gt;In the classroom, I'll feel sleepy,&lt;br /&gt;homeworks given, are alot like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go home early,&lt;br /&gt;But i have to stay for the stupid EST,&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to go home, finally;&lt;br /&gt;There's no lunch, pity me.&lt;br /&gt;No choice but to cook maggie mee,&lt;br /&gt;everyday the same flavour, curry mee&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy an even more decent lunch,&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME MONEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to be online but the dial-up dials slowly,&lt;br /&gt;Have to update my blog to let people see;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya... why everybody so busybody~?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of making it short but tidy,&lt;br /&gt;But people will think that i'm just plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;If i made something Yaoi~&lt;br /&gt;Guarantee people will belasah me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now im chatting with ElderG,&lt;br /&gt;Now my mom asked me to sleep, QUICKLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahah~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110666331293419832?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110666331293419832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110666331293419832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110666331293419832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110666331293419832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/01/help-me-special-edition-with-poem.html' title='Help me. Special edition with poem'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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-8867551.post-110657888887490293</id><published>2005-01-24T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T07:01:28.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kweh~~~~</title><content type='html'>Gawd~ what am i going to do! I shouldn't have party everyday at the holidays. Should have been a good girl and finish all me homework... As usual, i haven't finished any of my homeworks (again). Looks like the usual attitude of mine when i'm in form 3 is starting again. guess i'll be making a new record among the teachers. i haven't slept the whole day. REALLY, i havent took any naps yesterday, i was up like an owl the whole night and went to school till now. i'm still feeling refreshed. Strange??? Yesh, completely strange. Need to make an appointment with the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh,&lt;br /&gt;At school, i nearly slept in class. It was the period for my History subject. It was supposed to be the ancients history untill the teacher started to tell HER history. Student 1: Is it a topic from the textbook? Gawd, i swear i DID fell asleep. I nearly fell from my chair. Lucky thing the teacher didn't notice as she was busy telling HER history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid homework tells us to find for articles on the Tsunami and we are required to search for geological reports on the tsunami. It gave us a headache and now i have to do another report on the disease of cerebral palsy. Which is about down syndromatics. I think i'm gonna be one of those cerebral palsy sufferers if i keep on staying up at night like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malaysia's heating up. I can't stand the heat. i feel like i'm baking in an oven or sumting. need to make my parents to allow me to switch one the air conditioner. It's really getting hot these days, don't you think? I need coolness. Where's Shiva when you need her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIVA~!!!!!!! IFRIT IS ON THE LOOSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tsubame-gaeshi.com/screencap_/165/Image5345.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8867551-110657888887490293?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110657888887490293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110657888887490293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110657888887490293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110657888887490293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/01/kweh.html' title='Kweh~~~~'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-110586986257705111</id><published>2005-01-16T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T02:04:22.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finaly~!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wuah~&lt;br /&gt;finaly i can update my blog for after a long long time!!!&lt;br /&gt;Geh...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to write also. Oh ya, i've finaly got a new PC nya~!! I'm so Happy!! Happy happy little chickadee~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har~~~ i need to re-post my blog after sometime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-110586986257705111?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/110586986257705111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=110586986257705111' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110586986257705111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/110586986257705111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2005/01/finaly.html' title='Finaly~!!!!'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-109885711537114057</id><published>2004-10-27T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T23:05:15.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, My most luckiest day!</title><content type='html'>Yoho~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky today!!! I was being treated with Fuji Apples at class. Wahahahah!!! First I though to myself, I don't really want the cloud9 chocolate bars except for the Fuji Apples. Then, everyone suddenly gave me their apples instead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAi~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got 5 apples and one cloud9 bar!!! Though, I pissed Su Yin and Thevini off... (making them running here up and down just for an apple and the cloud9 bar) I'm so full that I can't even eat my luch at home... Ate two whole apple at class and left the other three for my midnight snack at home. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second luckiiiiieeeeeeest thing is, the aliens didn't attend for school!! YEAH!!! BANZAI!!! The school suddenly turned harmonious!! Coz of the annoying ones are absent. I was so confused... I'm starting to avoid those annoying aliens, but Michelle still could stand them... wonder where does she get the patients from... her mother's side of the family or her father's side? Father's side... I'll explode right away if I'm Michelle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the Form 3 students really hate them actually... and they never realize that but they kept acting like they are so popular in ecxact... Weird... How embarassing... But still.. their embarassement will make my day joyful and ...(muahahhaahhaha)Even when we were out together, like at Sg Wang or Times Square... GAWD... wish that I can find a paper bag to hide my face... When they talk... they talk like they are using MEGA Microphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that they wanted to attract attention...(boys) But please~~~ not in this kind of method... Gawd... spending my time with them is such a whoop-ass... Hope that the school days will end early so that I can have a peace of my mind. Spare me from looking at their faces!! I'll puke if I keep studying with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGM for Today: Horoscope Rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;From:- Galaxy Angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-109885711537114057?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/109885711537114057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=109885711537114057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109885711537114057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109885711537114057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2004/10/today-my-most-luckiest-day.html' title='Today, My most luckiest day!'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-109878175132854383</id><published>2004-10-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T02:09:11.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled Thoughts</title><content type='html'>またか よ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;はい  皆-さん~~！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日 は  本当 に あの 先生 が殺したい~！！！  &lt;br /&gt;一つ だけ  は オケー だけど、  たくさん に 頼むしてやるから~！&lt;br /&gt;なんか ひどい よ！  殺してやるから な~！！！ 一日 何も 遊ぶなから、&lt;br /&gt;友達-たち  も  同じ だ。  ぜんぜん 少し手伝い が しません  でした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俺 の 命  なんでこんな に なって。。。 もう！！！！気持悪~~~ 思すぎ！&lt;br /&gt;まっ、 いいよ。。。  命 は 一度 だけ だ。  ENDURE!!! 大大大  きらい！&lt;br /&gt;殺して！！！&lt;br /&gt;殺してやる~！！！&lt;br /&gt;ぜったい   殺してやる！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この 世界、  本当 に なんでも ありんません なのか？&lt;br /&gt;             し。あ。 わ。 せ。《--------- これ 何の ことだ~！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ぜんぜん  ありません。  しあわせのこと 全部  うそ だ~！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学校 はね、 今日 は本当 に つまらなかた~~  一日 なんで あの場所  で&lt;br /&gt;すわらなきゃ だつーの~！！！？？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;まっ、  いいよ。。。 明日 と 明日 、  ここで まってる。 新しい  こと &lt;br /&gt;を さがしてる。 どんな のことだね。。。  知らない は ね。。。 明日&lt;br /&gt;を まって、 明日 に 見てて。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys might not understand what I'm saying here. But I myself might have some wrong verbs or grammar in Japanese. But all I'm typing up there is just crap. Dun mind that. (Just souting it loud from my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGM for today: SHOUT IT LOUD &lt;br /&gt;From:- Opening Theme of The King Of Bandits: Jing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-109878175132854383?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/109878175132854383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=109878175132854383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109878175132854383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109878175132854383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2004/10/untitled-thoughts.html' title='Untitled Thoughts'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-109871580501360616</id><published>2004-10-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T07:50:05.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gawd~~ Can't control myself</title><content type='html'>Updated next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've set things right. YAY~!!! I'm finally free from the grudge of those 'blood sucking aliens'. (My friends in form 3) YAY!!! BANZAI! Finally I told them to stay away from my problems and everything about me are none of their buisness. YAYAYAYAYAYAY~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su Yin!! LET'S CELEBRATE RIGHT AWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! I don't know how to express myself right now. All I know is, I'm SO grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANZAI~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGM this time : Devil May Cry Soundtrack : &lt;br /&gt;Dante's Selection :- LOCK AND LOAD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-109871580501360616?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/109871580501360616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=109871580501360616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109871580501360616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109871580501360616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-gawd-cant-control-myself.html' title='My Gawd~~ Can&apos;t control myself'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8867551.post-109869229830141963</id><published>2004-10-25T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T02:48:10.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog...</title><content type='html'>Hello everybudy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't talk much in such short notice. Got back from school. Damn bored till that i wish that i could get back to my class! Wish that Su Yin was in the hall... Damn bored there... got ignored by my friends... wait a minute... they are not my friends! They Are aliens migrated to planet earth! Wish the school year ends fast! I wanna stay away from them as fast as i could~! All they know is gossip and non-stop saying about "oh~ my boyfriend" this, my boyfriend that. Wish that i can give them a big slap to wake them up from their Mega Day Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Kitty and Lily. I wonder why they are borned to be such naughty girls. For peace's sake! You are 15 this year! Be a little matured! Still thinking of having boyfriends! Don't u girls know how to control your words when talking to strangers! Be a little polite when you are at someone else's place! You are not the queen of the world! Get a Manners Education somewhere!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, saw two puppies at school. KAWAII~~~ Wish that i can take them home. Too bad, they hid under the toilets... &gt;_&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to find Su Yin after school. Thanks to my sis, I forgot. Went online to see if my friends are online. Yup! Rei IS ONLINE~!! Toho Huhai is online! One of my Japanese friends. He is 19 this year... he chats with webcam. GAWD!! I COULD NOT BELIEVE THAT HE IS THAT CUTE~!! Not handsome.. but cute!! Chubby cheeks~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of inviting friends over to my house during the holidays. Maybe we can hang-out at somewhere else or bake any cookies or cook at my house since my mom bought a new electric oven for me. The only problem is... where to put the oven? And what to bake and what to cook? Stupid decision. But i think i will try to bake something and let my friends to try it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEhe.... (POISON THEM! Guaranteed that they will stay in the toilet for the few days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGM for today's blog... Don't Look Back by WAG &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8867551-109869229830141963?l=freelancer937.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/feeds/109869229830141963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8867551&amp;postID=109869229830141963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109869229830141963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8867551/posts/default/109869229830141963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freelancer937.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog...'/><author><name>Freelancer_937</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17292966676519037838</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
