<?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-3117470225784938415</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:30:23.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID THINGS!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-8381126633342912849</id><published>2011-08-17T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T19:47:00.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Your Footsteps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JY5OA8DEX8k/Tkxn9rrpzJI/AAAAAAAAA_s/3ioREyfDdv0/s1600/disappearing_footsteps_by_black_dahlia729-d3r8rfv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JY5OA8DEX8k/Tkxn9rrpzJI/AAAAAAAAA_s/3ioREyfDdv0/s400/disappearing_footsteps_by_black_dahlia729-d3r8rfv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641998742583889042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? You're the best person I have seen so far. It's so amazing that I'm getting to know you. With an open heart, I'm knowing the deep inside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind if I follow your footsteps? Maybe it's not gonna be that easy. It's going to be really hard, and no matter what I'm willing to work at it. Because I want you, forever. I wanna do the same job and the same things with you everyday until the world falls apart. Life is just strange, we never know what the future brings. Living day by day, I never thought I would be here standing right with you and I thank you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8381126633342912849?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8381126633342912849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8381126633342912849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8381126633342912849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8381126633342912849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/08/follow-your-footsteps.html' title='Follow Your Footsteps.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JY5OA8DEX8k/Tkxn9rrpzJI/AAAAAAAAA_s/3ioREyfDdv0/s72-c/disappearing_footsteps_by_black_dahlia729-d3r8rfv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3079592731919187452</id><published>2011-08-17T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T19:15:01.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouldn't Be It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If you love someone truly, you will never hurt them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think that in love, people hurt their loved ones more than anyone else does. Just like what I did, I hurt you so much but still you make me think that I'm still worth to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you never mean to hurt them, I believe so. Maybe the matter is that, I'm weak and this will make me easily fall into the deepest problems by accident. Sometimes I think of something without meaning to and sometimes I will hurt you, without trying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I care much about you and I love you, I should never hurt you again&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3079592731919187452?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3079592731919187452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3079592731919187452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3079592731919187452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3079592731919187452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/08/shouldnt-be-it.html' title='Shouldn&apos;t Be It'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-8084389412623255208</id><published>2011-08-14T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T07:52:16.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love The Now.</title><content type='html'>Stop worrying about how everything is going to turn out. Live one day at  a time and appreciate what we have now. Better yet, make the most of every moment we have. Sometimes, it's good to have a  big picture of how the future might be, but if we always living in the future, we will never enjoy the present in the way God wants us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8084389412623255208?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8084389412623255208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8084389412623255208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8084389412623255208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8084389412623255208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-now.html' title='Love The Now.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-3235639413054192105</id><published>2011-08-08T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:01:23.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Without Hurt.</title><content type='html'>Love is not just a word, so don't simply propose your love to anyone,  unless you truly mean it. But if you truly love someone, be brave and  tell them that you love them. Once in a lifetime it's hard to find a  person who touches not your heart but also  your soul. And once in a lifetime if you are lucky you find someone as I  have found my love. I never felt a love like this before. It’s a love  like, it's hard to describe but something I have always hoped for. A  love with  friendship, humour and heart. It’s a bond so strong and I just hope it  never breaks&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3235639413054192105?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3235639413054192105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3235639413054192105' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3235639413054192105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3235639413054192105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-without-hurt.html' title='Love Without Hurt.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-1384901153724901125</id><published>2011-08-06T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T07:57:59.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away From</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tU34toAkhCA/Tj1WcrF5LjI/AAAAAAAAA_c/VWwjgp4iRKo/s1600/U_n_c_o_n_v_e_n_t_i_o_n_a_l_by_xshadyblues13x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tU34toAkhCA/Tj1WcrF5LjI/AAAAAAAAA_c/VWwjgp4iRKo/s400/U_n_c_o_n_v_e_n_t_i_o_n_a_l_by_xshadyblues13x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637757359141498418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how would it be when we are as far apart. I swear, wherever I go I will never forget the moment of bliss. Everyday I pray to God, I wish I could live longer because I want to spend every moment with you. I know someday, we might lose each other. But I will keep this in mind, "No matter what happens, I'll always be with you, forever."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-1384901153724901125?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/1384901153724901125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=1384901153724901125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1384901153724901125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1384901153724901125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/08/far-away-from.html' title='Far Away From'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tU34toAkhCA/Tj1WcrF5LjI/AAAAAAAAA_c/VWwjgp4iRKo/s72-c/U_n_c_o_n_v_e_n_t_i_o_n_a_l_by_xshadyblues13x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-2944217364777924424</id><published>2011-08-01T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T03:19:13.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Defective.</title><content type='html'>It's no secret that I'm ugly, I'm stupid and I'm dumb. Considering myself as a defective person, I know I can still walk and I can still think but it's just that I'm not perfect enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect but I am still loved. How do I know this? Because God has not only told me that He loves me through His words, but He has demonstrated His love to me over and over and over again. He sent someone to love me, my family, my brothers, my sisters, my friends, He sent them into my life. Finally I understand, I belong to Him.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;  font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   text-align: -webkit-left; font-family:Candara, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2944217364777924424?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2944217364777924424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2944217364777924424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2944217364777924424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2944217364777924424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-defective.html' title='I&apos;m Defective.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-8162558408980131599</id><published>2011-07-31T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T02:04:42.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Means A Lot To Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-emRoZk_SoMs/TjZB4EvaRRI/AAAAAAAAA_U/AmeEskvD3dw/s1600/7986551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-emRoZk_SoMs/TjZB4EvaRRI/AAAAAAAAA_U/AmeEskvD3dw/s400/7986551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635764415301829906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to write this out loud, I want you to know, you are the one who can completely turn my world around. I would love to share with you the things that I've never shared with others. Everytime when something wonderful happens, I could never be patient to tell you about it. I truly believe, you are not embarrassed to cry with me when I'm hurting or laugh with me when I'm making a fool of myself. You never hurt my feelings or make me feel like I'm not good enough, but you always build me up and show me the things about myself that make me special and even beautiful. I can be myself and not worry about what you think of me because I believe you love me for who I am.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;  font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   text-align: -webkit-left; font-family:Candara, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8162558408980131599?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8162558408980131599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8162558408980131599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8162558408980131599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8162558408980131599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-means-lot-to-me.html' title='It Means A Lot To Me.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-emRoZk_SoMs/TjZB4EvaRRI/AAAAAAAAA_U/AmeEskvD3dw/s72-c/7986551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4344760146524201679</id><published>2011-07-31T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:58:48.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26th July 2011</title><content type='html'>What is it all about? The date, 26th July is the day when God sent me to this world and it's also the day when my mom suffered the pain. I guess you all know what I'm talking about, simple and straight - It's My Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet many people will ask, when is my birthday actually? 25th or 26th? I admit, I have tried to fool my friends. On my facebook profile, I listed there my birthday is on 25th but it's actually the next day. I was too bored, that's why. When people are bored, they start to think of something really weird, something that doesn't make sense. I do apologize if I've made anyone of you angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I never thought anyone would remember my birthday. I was so touched when my bunch of lovely brothers and sisters, they celebrated my birthday with me. I know, you guys have tried so hard to give me surprises and seriously you guys did. I got tricked by you guys, I got fooled by you guys, I got splashed by you guys and thank you guys, I got presents from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, I got shocked three times! It's THREE TIMES!!! Seriously, my heart was almost out from my chest. I know, you guys were happy seeing me hopping and screaming. Three times, the same reaction from me hopping and screaming. I don't know where should I hide my face because my neighbours saw that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, THANK YOU VERY MUCH TO ALL OF YOU! YOU GUYS HAVE GIVEN ME THE BEST BIRTHDAY SURPRISES EVER, IT'S MEMORABLE AND I'LL NEVER FORGET! I LOVE YOU GUYS, Muackzzz~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blog-icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4344760146524201679?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4344760146524201679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4344760146524201679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4344760146524201679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4344760146524201679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/26th-july-2011.html' title='26th July 2011'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-7276813141873202906</id><published>2011-07-28T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:56:22.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Network Connection!</title><content type='html'>I was disconnected from the world for 5 days. Today, finally the internet connection is working. The first thing I'm gonna post is about 26th July 2011, an important day for me. I will never forget that day, every minute, every second, every hour of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you all about it in my next post, so stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-7276813141873202906?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/7276813141873202906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=7276813141873202906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7276813141873202906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7276813141873202906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/stupid-network-connection.html' title='Stupid Network Connection!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-2978371263551902556</id><published>2011-07-24T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T07:14:21.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AM I a Bad Person?</title><content type='html'>I got few questions to all the people who know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please answer me in an honest way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know how you people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bad person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are my bad attitudes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever make you angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I an eyesore to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish that I'm dead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2978371263551902556?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2978371263551902556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2978371263551902556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2978371263551902556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2978371263551902556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/am-i-bad-person.html' title='AM I a Bad Person?'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-6973320538403219535</id><published>2011-07-24T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T07:28:57.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick Off to a New Semester!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I can't believe a new semester is starting already. This is an exciting time because at the beginning of this new semester, I have the opportunity to cut loose some of the bad habits I had in the past. No more social networking stuff during weekdays but a little excuse for me to have a little bit of chitchatting on MSN and my phone. The most important thing and it's markable - when there's time to study, remember the best thing to do is STUDY STUDY STUDY. Revise all the lecture notes and anything that I don't understand, please feel free to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should push myself to it, I know I can do it! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP AARON JONAH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO FIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6973320538403219535?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6973320538403219535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6973320538403219535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6973320538403219535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6973320538403219535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/kick-off-to-new-semester.html' title='Kick Off to a New Semester!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-924513421005995191</id><published>2011-07-12T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T09:14:13.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Be Afraid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2cdpbCzjWZE/ThxkUEbwH4I/AAAAAAAAA_M/Dn6GmuhhDFU/s1600/Don__t_leave_me_by_ThErEaLDoLLyFrikka.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2cdpbCzjWZE/ThxkUEbwH4I/AAAAAAAAA_M/Dn6GmuhhDFU/s400/Don__t_leave_me_by_ThErEaLDoLLyFrikka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628483930256580482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being afraid to get close to someone, because someday they might leave you."&lt;br /&gt;Why are people afraid to love? I'm not just talking about the love as in love, but also the love between friends. I believe every people are afraid of being abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the situation, where we as humans all want to be loved, want to be touched, want to have that closeness. But we are scared, we scared to open our hearts to let someone in, because we are sensitive to the fact that we could loose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these fear are just the matter of toughness. We have to take the chance, be tough to take the risk, don't think of the negative side all the time. We just have to take that leap and jump right into that special someone's heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-924513421005995191?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/924513421005995191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=924513421005995191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/924513421005995191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/924513421005995191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/someday.html' title='Don&apos;t Be Afraid.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2cdpbCzjWZE/ThxkUEbwH4I/AAAAAAAAA_M/Dn6GmuhhDFU/s72-c/Don__t_leave_me_by_ThErEaLDoLLyFrikka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3786374656131522639</id><published>2011-07-10T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T07:51:52.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak It Out.</title><content type='html'>I'm happy because you're willing to share your feelings with me. I believe I'm not the simply random friend whom you picked to share your feelings with. You share your negative feelings with me because you trust me. Talk about trust, a trusted friend is someone who will not depart amid your sorrow and pain and who will help when you are down and out. I will always be there for you whenever you need me. Remember, you're not alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3786374656131522639?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3786374656131522639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3786374656131522639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3786374656131522639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3786374656131522639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/speak-it-out.html' title='Speak It Out.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-8928617317888056018</id><published>2011-07-07T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:12:30.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow and Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhXswqCZX7E/ThaDoxM5jBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/xsHPxTyCoH0/s1600/I__m_sOrry_by_Everlastinglovex3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhXswqCZX7E/ThaDoxM5jBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/xsHPxTyCoH0/s400/I__m_sOrry_by_Everlastinglovex3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626829520871459858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone would accept my apology. All the time I was always thinking about myself, I never care how other people feel. I always thought that is the best way of solving the problem, but actually it isn't. I'm actually fooling myself and other people as well. This shows that I'm the stingy and hypocrite types of person. I bow to say sorry, I hope you people can forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise. I will never say anything like that again and I will never hurt the people that I love because if you love someone truly, you will never hurt them.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blog-icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8928617317888056018?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8928617317888056018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8928617317888056018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8928617317888056018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8928617317888056018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/bow-and-sorry.html' title='Bow and Sorry.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VhXswqCZX7E/ThaDoxM5jBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/xsHPxTyCoH0/s72-c/I__m_sOrry_by_Everlastinglovex3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-6617121441824198731</id><published>2011-07-06T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:12:52.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish</title><content type='html'>I wish everyone could forget about me and stay happy forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6617121441824198731?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6617121441824198731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6617121441824198731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6617121441824198731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6617121441824198731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wish.html' title='I Wish'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-5048944206994732937</id><published>2011-07-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:20:10.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Here Forever.</title><content type='html'>I HAVE MADE MY FINAL DECISION, I WON'T BE GOING TO PERTH NEXT YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, maybe it's not necessary for me to continue my study abroad. I've been thinking about this after I know my results. I tried to talk to my mom this evening, I told her my feelings. Then I mentioned about next year, I said I don't wanna go to Perth. Without any reason, I just don't wanna go anywhere. I know she wants me to get a more liberated study abroad experience so she wants me to go overseas. I really feel sorry for my parents because I feel like I'm useless, I couldn't be their 'dream son'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5048944206994732937?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5048944206994732937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5048944206994732937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5048944206994732937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5048944206994732937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/stay-here-forever.html' title='Stay Here Forever.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-8529544515675688757</id><published>2011-07-05T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T22:12:45.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Failed My Finals</title><content type='html'>I thought I'll share this with the rest of the world because it will help me let some steam out and hopefully help with my temporary depression phase like I'm going through, same goes to those who also failed and are in the same boat as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to roll up my sleeves and study hard for the next coming units. I'm gonna be serious in my studies and by serious I mean a good two hours a day and considerable time going through the slides and tutorial questions whenever I have the time to do so. By serious I mean giving up daily dinner gatherings with my friends, film series, movies and the most important thing - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;FACEBOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I still can't believe I failed this unit. I still remember I walked out of the exam hall the day of the exam with a smile on my face. For some reason, I believed I passed. Who knows, it turns out to be completely different. Is it my problem or the lecturer's problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, picture this with me. Yesterday was the big day, the day of results. The results were supposed to be out at 12AM midnight, the same day afternoon my friend told me there is a prediction way of knowing your results whether it's passed or not. I followed the steps and I got into the web. It was so nerve-wracking while browsing the page. Once the page showed, I saw I failed, it really hit me hard. Miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with my brother, he is the first person who get to know my bad news. Whenever I feel depressed, he will always be there for me. Sometimes I do really think, maybe I shouldn't always share out my bad feelings. I have told seven people that I failed the same day evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was the last person who get to know about my results. Via SMS I told her I failed one unit. She replied to my text, I will never forget what is the text about. She said, "No matter what, you are still my son. Mom loves you." I got this heart touching feeling whenever my mom says this to me and there will be tears coming out from my eyes. I feel ashamed of myself because I let my parents down and those who love me and who care about me. I wish there is someone who is willing to grab a knife and stab it through my heart or someone who is willing to slap me and scold me like I am a stupid idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add insult to injury, everybody I know they are either passed or they get to sit for supplementary. I was never exactly the nerd at school or university for the matter, barely even aced any exam. I'm the typical average student. Someone who would always do the bare minimum and will pass with an average of 50+ marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, that I learned my weak points, those areas that I was weak in. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"FAILURE IS AN EVENT, NEVER A PERSON."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I kinda love this phrase, it's introduced by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KENT LEE MAN KIT&lt;/span&gt;. I try hard not to keep the word failure running in my head, when you see failure as a learning event, not a destination, it makes you smarter and faster. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Failing. Grappling. Moving on. Living More Wisely. Yes, it's not the end of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;By,     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ronRon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;  font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 144, 106);   font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;  font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8529544515675688757?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8529544515675688757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8529544515675688757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8529544515675688757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8529544515675688757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-failed-my-finals.html' title='I Failed My Finals'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-3573499648806512792</id><published>2011-06-30T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:25:22.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Always Fight.</title><content type='html'>I still remember when I was young, I mean really really young, during  the time when I was still in primary school. As my current age, it's  still considered as young, though. When I was young, my sister and I  always fight for any reason, we can't pass through one day without  getting into without at least one fight. For example, like who gets to  sit in front of the car or who gets to take out the trash. She was  always my servant, though. I know I'm a big bully brother, even now I  still order her to do this and that. Hey, do bear in mind, that's her  job because I pay her with my transparent cheque. JUST KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  still remember, we especially fight over who gets the remote control  and of course I usually win. You gotta learn some tricks with that. One  thing, I always call her Fatty. A cute nickname for her. To be honest,  she looks really fat, I always tell her she needs to lose some weight.  Take proper balanced diet, go jogging with mom everyday, the more  important thing DON'T ALWAYS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;EAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;POOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I gonna die if she sees this. Nevermind, I've get myself prepared. I will just lock myself in my room until the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3573499648806512792?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3573499648806512792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3573499648806512792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3573499648806512792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3573499648806512792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-always-fight_30.html' title='We Always Fight.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-5567067907868353588</id><published>2011-06-28T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T01:15:39.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 11th Day</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share my story. Ever since I came back to Labuan, yesterday was the fifth time I went out with my besties, still it's countable. The same place everytime because that's the only place where Labuan people can hang out and I know there are these places called Memorial Park, Bird Park, Red Chimney, Maritime Museum, Marine Park and some other bullshit places, PLEASE DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered something nice, not sure whether you guys have ever tried it before. It's called "NASI PENYET". The name is kinda funny, the pronunciation of the word "penyet" it just sounds like a hen laying an egg. Back to the topic, nasi penyet is an indonesian cuisine where it's being served on a traditional wooden platter with this best ever sambal and the best ever crushed fried chicken. SERIOUSLY, IT'S DAMN DELICIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch, we went to the salon and get our hair cut. Guess what? Finally, my wish has come true, I have a bald and shiny head now. No one will recognize me :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5567067907868353588?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5567067907868353588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5567067907868353588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5567067907868353588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5567067907868353588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/11th-day.html' title='The 11th Day'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-2694302586517276794</id><published>2011-06-27T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T07:52:30.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish Every Moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFw-y9oW_z4/TgiKz69i5oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2GGl7VA8sMA/s1600/Time_is_running_out___by_Hiilda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFw-y9oW_z4/TgiKz69i5oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2GGl7VA8sMA/s400/Time_is_running_out___by_Hiilda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622896759377421954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time, I was hoping to have a long holiday but not this time. I really wish this semester break could just pass through in a quick time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night, I look at the photos we took together and I start to think of you guys. Flashing back to the past, it's quite a great moment back there. Where the laughter will long be remembered and we smile when sadness intrudes. You guys will never know how much I love you guys and how much I miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself I will cherish every moment, every minute, every second we gonna spend in next semester. I hope every scene can be captured in my heart because I know one day we will leave each other and won't able to meet again maybe. By the time, I'm gonna miss you guys really really much. It will be like being in a river of thorns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2694302586517276794?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2694302586517276794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2694302586517276794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2694302586517276794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2694302586517276794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/cherish-every-moment.html' title='Cherish Every Moment.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFw-y9oW_z4/TgiKz69i5oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/2GGl7VA8sMA/s72-c/Time_is_running_out___by_Hiilda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-5651053027347872283</id><published>2011-06-25T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T02:41:28.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Television Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XB7JkaBPeQ/TgWsQiWxBsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/y4YW9UrTsAw/s1600/no-ordinary-family-300x225_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XB7JkaBPeQ/TgWsQiWxBsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/y4YW9UrTsAw/s400/no-ordinary-family-300x225_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622089109942109890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for such a long time. When are these series gonna be released?!! Please, don't think that I'm the kind of series psychopathic guy. Seriously, I'm not, but I do admit there is a bit of crazy symptom carried in my mind, though. JUST JOKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I would like to share,&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the two series, GHOST WHISPERER and NO ORDINARY FAMILY. They are officially announced to be cancelled due to some reasons, blah blah blah~ Honestly, I love these two series very much, I do really hope the ABC Studio will continue to renew the series shows. To show my support, I will watch all the series that published by ABC Studio. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(That's impossible :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Diaries, the CW Television Network has renewed the series for third season, will released on 15th September 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural, as announced earlier by CW, the seventh season will be released on 23rd September, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee Season 3 will premiere on 20th September 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Walking Dead Season 2 will be premiered on 31st October 2011 which is on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WISH YOU GUYS HAPPY WAITING n' ROTTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5651053027347872283?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5651053027347872283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5651053027347872283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5651053027347872283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5651053027347872283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/american-television-series.html' title='American Television Series'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XB7JkaBPeQ/TgWsQiWxBsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/y4YW9UrTsAw/s72-c/no-ordinary-family-300x225_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4695622616345438197</id><published>2011-06-25T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T02:20:47.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Out of Love - Westlife ft. Delta Goodrem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NtY7PqSj4fE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I'm lying alone with my head on the phone&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Thinking of you till it hurts&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I know you hurt too but what else can we do&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Tormented and torn apart&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I wish I could carry your smile and my heart&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;For times when my life seems so low&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;[Chorus:]&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I 'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I 'm all out of love, what am I without you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I want you to come back and carry me home&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Away from this long lonely nights&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Does the feeling seem oh so right&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;And what would you say if I called on you now&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;And said that I can't hold on&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;There's no easy way, it gets harder each day&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;[Chorus:]&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I 'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I 'm all out of love, what am I without you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Oh, what are you thinking of?&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Oh, what are you thinking of?&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;[Chorus: 3x]&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I 'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I know you were right believing for so long&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:11px;"  &gt;I 'm all out of love, what am I without you&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; 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Delta Goodrem'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NtY7PqSj4fE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-5138063364079096756</id><published>2011-06-23T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:48:35.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A While In Dreamland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAOBz54-qxQ/TgQp2iuf0sI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SZHI9y6uKAA/s1600/dream_by_fly10-d3gu0nr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAOBz54-qxQ/TgQp2iuf0sI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SZHI9y6uKAA/s400/dream_by_fly10-d3gu0nr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621664251876725442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream that just didn't feel like a dream, where you wish it's really happening? Of course I did. I had an epic lucid dream last night and I wish I could just stay in the dream forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5138063364079096756?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5138063364079096756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5138063364079096756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5138063364079096756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5138063364079096756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/while-in-dreamland.html' title='A While In Dreamland'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAOBz54-qxQ/TgQp2iuf0sI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SZHI9y6uKAA/s72-c/dream_by_fly10-d3gu0nr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-747201573896753384</id><published>2011-06-17T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:54:11.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love My Life♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZcQ4Sc3j-k/TfxWCFaXU0I/AAAAAAAAA-c/qRwRTBYhBtk/s1600/Life_is_Good_by_ximebetty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619461028864021314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZcQ4Sc3j-k/TfxWCFaXU0I/AAAAAAAAA-c/qRwRTBYhBtk/s400/Life_is_Good_by_ximebetty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the first semester again, and here comes the Holiday. How am I going to spend this holiday, though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For past few weeks my sleeping patterns have taken a few turns. I used to get a good night's sleep from about 10pm to 3pm on a regular basis, but not anymore. So I promised myself that I'm gonna have this routine go on during this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it's all about my skin and my face. GOSH, you can see deep dark circles and two heavy eye bags hanging under my eyes. I would say I used to be ugly, but now, it's even worse. What am I gonna do? Thinking of whether a good night's sleep will help me to cure this problem. There's another way, keep doing facial everyday keeps my skin younger. ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, honestly I think that I am little bit fat. This afternoon, I just ate five big glutinous rice dumplings. For goodness sack! From next Monday onwards, I'll go to the gym to do some workouts. I wish there is someone to guide me, though. Maybe my iPad App can help. HAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is for my brothers and sisters, I hope you guys will enjoy your holidays and do miss me as I do. The time passes so quickly, but still I'm gonna miss you guys so badly. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Muackzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;~~~♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-747201573896753384?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/747201573896753384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=747201573896753384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/747201573896753384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/747201573896753384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-my-life.html' title='Love My Life♥'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZcQ4Sc3j-k/TfxWCFaXU0I/AAAAAAAAA-c/qRwRTBYhBtk/s72-c/Life_is_Good_by_ximebetty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3873508212545886337</id><published>2011-06-16T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T03:38:56.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put Your Hands Up in the Sky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lyj9OU1hpU/TfmoW_USn2I/AAAAAAAAA90/QGnEQF-68ZY/s1600/Hands_in_the_Air_by_pykmi_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618707123028533090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lyj9OU1hpU/TfmoW_USn2I/AAAAAAAAA90/QGnEQF-68ZY/s400/Hands_in_the_Air_by_pykmi_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow Man, listen to the beat, it's bumpin'! I'm gonna rule the night! So call me the King of the Night! SHOUT, SHOUT, SHOUT IT OUT LOUD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3873508212545886337?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3873508212545886337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3873508212545886337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3873508212545886337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3873508212545886337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/put-your-hands-up-in-sky.html' title='Put Your Hands Up in the Sky!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lyj9OU1hpU/TfmoW_USn2I/AAAAAAAAA90/QGnEQF-68ZY/s72-c/Hands_in_the_Air_by_pykmi_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-6311176310556299910</id><published>2011-06-15T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:52:20.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn to Let Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zwl0KjLUFYU/TfiHSEpbuEI/AAAAAAAAA9c/hOIfFjzGtwY/s1600/Let_it_go_by_bl0emetjE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618389279699613762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zwl0KjLUFYU/TfiHSEpbuEI/AAAAAAAAA9c/hOIfFjzGtwY/s400/Let_it_go_by_bl0emetjE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! F&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;inally, h&lt;/span&gt;ell week is almost over and I have time to post this one. Honestly, I have a lot a lot of things to tell. I know I've been very emotional the last few days. I'm sorry if I made everyone worry. I admit, I've caused a lot of troubles and this might hurt someone's feelings. I really want to apologize to everyone here, Gomen Nasai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should forget about all the bad things that happened in the past. I would say, whatever happens in the past, should stay in the past. I should live happily and enjoy my lovely life with my families and friends. This is what I've learned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;"NEVER LET THE SADNESS OF PAST RUIN THE HAPPINESS OF PRESENT. STAY POSITIVE AND KEEP MOVING!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6311176310556299910?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6311176310556299910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6311176310556299910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6311176310556299910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6311176310556299910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/learn-to-let-go.html' title='Learn to Let Go!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zwl0KjLUFYU/TfiHSEpbuEI/AAAAAAAAA9c/hOIfFjzGtwY/s72-c/Let_it_go_by_bl0emetjE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-8466184530057524651</id><published>2011-06-13T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T03:49:54.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Deserve.</title><content type='html'>Please, don't treat me so well. I don't deserve to be treated this way. I'm just a piece of shit, so you guys should just ignore me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8466184530057524651?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8466184530057524651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8466184530057524651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8466184530057524651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8466184530057524651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-deserve.html' title='I Don&apos;t Deserve.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-3628046854895771432</id><published>2011-06-13T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T07:47:11.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Strong Enough.</title><content type='html'>I can feel the weight of the world and it's time to escape from the world. I want to leave this place, run away from here and never come back. I try to forget everything but it's just hard to do. It's not as easy as a twitch. I don't wanna stay alone but this is the best way by locking myself in the room and don't eat or drink until my tears become dry. I'm lying on this lonely bed, looking up at the ceiling and thinking of life.  I want to be free for once and I just close my eyes and I tell myself to listen, tomorrow is gonna be a good day. The next day I open my eyes, noticing I'm still here trapped in the past, it's still struggling in my head. I'm tired, tired of living. I may not have it worst than most but it's bad enough for me. I'm not strong enough to handle this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like now, what the most I can, I'm gonna finish my writing and feel like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3628046854895771432?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3628046854895771432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3628046854895771432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3628046854895771432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3628046854895771432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-not-strong-enough.html' title='I&apos;m Not Strong Enough.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-4196063475103779926</id><published>2011-06-04T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T07:57:01.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won't Let It Happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4196063475103779926?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4196063475103779926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4196063475103779926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4196063475103779926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4196063475103779926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wont-let-it-happen.html' title='I Won&apos;t Let It Happen.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-3635703102789517949</id><published>2011-05-29T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T06:43:30.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE NEED YOUR HELP!</title><content type='html'>Dear Papa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank You for this day. I'm blessed because You are forgiving Papa and an understanding Papa. You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me. Forgive me this day for everything I've done, said and thought those were not pleasing to you. I ask now for Your forgiveness Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to others. Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for other. I pray for those who are lost and can't find their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Papa changes people and things. I pray for all my sisters and brothers. Tomorrow is the day, I pray that Papa would give them another chance to complete the interview session. I pray for strength, confidence and well preparation to stay in their hearts that they are out of stress and all their hopes may come true. Whatever happens, don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, Papa, help me to focus on my studies. I need the strength to handle the pressure that I feel and I need the ability to keep an appropriate perspective on it all. Help me to keep in mind what is really important even as I focus all my time and energy on this coming exams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For my family, I pray for peace, love and joy in them and all their needs are met.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my prayer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Jesus' Name, Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3635703102789517949?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3635703102789517949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3635703102789517949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3635703102789517949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3635703102789517949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-need-your-help.html' title='WE NEED YOUR HELP!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-7977658891735898189</id><published>2011-05-28T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:59:16.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day Is a New Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xs_BHs9N5_k/TeHcDRcrjlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/bpk2evpkPDg/s1600/Wake_Up_by_BlackJack0919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612008559461764690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xs_BHs9N5_k/TeHcDRcrjlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/bpk2evpkPDg/s400/Wake_Up_by_BlackJack0919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Today's a new day, and there is no sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but clouds,and it's dark in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it feels like a cold night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Today's a new day, where are my blue skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is the love and the joy that you promised me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tell me it's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;What's the first song you listen to after you wake up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Everyday is a new day and I'm thankful for every breath I take. Each and every day, let us start fresh and new. Whatever is behind us will stay behind us, and whatever is ahead will eventually come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Each and every day brings good and bad. It offers great opportunity as well. The chance to turn into a new leaf, make new decisions, do new things. Each and everyday also gives you the chance to keep whatever the good things you have and appreciate it by enjoying it to the fullest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;So I decided to come into the new day with a fresh mind and a fresh start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-7977658891735898189?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/7977658891735898189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=7977658891735898189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7977658891735898189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7977658891735898189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/05/every-day-is-new-day.html' title='Every Day Is a New Day!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xs_BHs9N5_k/TeHcDRcrjlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/bpk2evpkPDg/s72-c/Wake_Up_by_BlackJack0919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-8571801157086425330</id><published>2011-05-22T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T02:56:02.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the End of the World???</title><content type='html'>What a funniest thing I've ever heard. This is such a joke, though. The news spread around the world, saying that May 21st, 2011 is the Judgement Day. Why do we have to suffer for 5 months of misery, I don't get that. Because we are not a believer? If you believe this, you know, that Jesus does come, that you will have rapture that means you're taking up to heaven. These are not true! Bear in mind, I'm writing this without any offence, it's just that I can't really believe what are those christians thinking about. I would say that,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;"No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8571801157086425330?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8571801157086425330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8571801157086425330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8571801157086425330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8571801157086425330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-world.html' title='the End of the World???'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-5731452346676435682</id><published>2011-05-18T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:53:46.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Blank!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-73CdwQn5OWk/TdP8CpdVJCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/c3mXVnqbreY/s1600/Crumpled_white_paper_texture_by_melemel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-73CdwQn5OWk/TdP8CpdVJCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/c3mXVnqbreY/s400/Crumpled_white_paper_texture_by_melemel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608103083425211426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me??? FUUUUCCCK!!! This is my first time, I handed in my paper, leaving the question blank. I can't believe I'm such a fool. Stupid dumbass... For this second, I really hope there is someone to comfort me, not telling me the same thing I hear everyday, someone that would understand me and won't put me down, someone that is willing to lend me their shoulder to lie on, and more importantly, someone to embrace me when I'm feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I have this bunch of friends who always treat me like a brother. Though, we only know each other for a short period of time, but it's really like we are all telepathic. It's such lovely to have this bunch of lovely brothers. THANK GOD! All the time I've been hoping that I have a so called biological elder brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5731452346676435682?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5731452346676435682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5731452346676435682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5731452346676435682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5731452346676435682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/05/totally-blank.html' title='Totally Blank!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-73CdwQn5OWk/TdP8CpdVJCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/c3mXVnqbreY/s72-c/Crumpled_white_paper_texture_by_melemel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-777301210671967168</id><published>2011-05-09T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T08:57:38.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish to Help.</title><content type='html'>This is the first time I see his face covered with sadness. As a brother, I couldn't even do anything. I wish I could help, but I really don't know how, so I would just pray to God and ask Papa to lead him and bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it has been a hard day for him. Sometimes, it's really hard to explain. I would use my words to describe, humans are born to face challenges. If you failed the first time, nevermind, try it harder the second time. Have faith in you, I believe you can do it and I believe God will always make a better way for us, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-777301210671967168?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/777301210671967168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=777301210671967168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/777301210671967168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/777301210671967168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/05/wish-to-help.html' title='Wish to Help.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-254950661894879072</id><published>2011-05-05T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T06:43:57.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tear Dripped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N92zej5Kn3M/TcLi5cr3PsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/iqfWALoYJqw/s1600/Tear_by_kingtristan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N92zej5Kn3M/TcLi5cr3PsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/iqfWALoYJqw/s400/Tear_by_kingtristan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603290362982907586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing? Staying up late at night rushing for assignment and preparing for tomorrow's presentation. It's all about last minute work. Even now, I still haven't get over it and understand what are required for this stupid damn assignment. I feel like I'm so stupid and brainless enough. I couldn't even help my group mates...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-254950661894879072?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/254950661894879072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=254950661894879072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/254950661894879072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/254950661894879072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/05/tear-fell.html' title='A Tear Dripped.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N92zej5Kn3M/TcLi5cr3PsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/iqfWALoYJqw/s72-c/Tear_by_kingtristan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-434468045030414164</id><published>2011-05-04T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T02:07:58.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brighter Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ge78953VnOM/TcJo6v3WQzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/P8RPFuZJkKY/s1600/thanks%2Bya%2Blolli.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ge78953VnOM/TcJo6v3WQzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/P8RPFuZJkKY/s400/thanks%2Bya%2Blolli.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603156244892631858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lately, as you’ve seen,  I’m  almost nonexistent on the very blog I share most of the time, but all for  good reason. I’ve been busy. I’ve been rushing some assignments recently to meet the deadline, and it’s put a lot of  stress on me. I have plenty of assignments left to complete for this  week,  so I’m not feel relaxed anytime soon.  I’m thankful for my brothers, they brought me out to golden day. Seriously, this is the first time we've spent a whole day together in a while. If you're asking me whether I'm having a good day, I'll nod my head like YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-434468045030414164?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/434468045030414164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=434468045030414164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/434468045030414164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/434468045030414164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/05/brighter-day.html' title='A Brighter Day.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ge78953VnOM/TcJo6v3WQzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/P8RPFuZJkKY/s72-c/thanks%2Bya%2Blolli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-5693132661420234828</id><published>2011-04-27T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T01:07:43.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameful "Black Wednesday"</title><content type='html'>Damn, I don't know where to hide my face. It's so embarrassed! Now, I feel like I want to dig a hole and stick my head in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, me and a couple of my friends, we went to this rest station called Zi Pang Gu. Here the story began. Do you know some rest stop or coffee house they have this so-called "read n' mark order"? Something like where you read the menu and mark or tick the notes for order. Get what I mean? OK, so I wanted to order chocolate waffles and I marked the list, 250 (the code for waffles). When I called the waitress to come and fetch my orders, she did though but guess what? She looked at the list and asked, "What is 250? No such code as 250 for food." I was like HAH??? Are you sure? So I checked on the menu again and WHAT! THERE IS REALLY NO 250 EXCEPT FOR 153 IS FOR WAFFLES! THEN, WHERE THE HELL I SAW 250? I asked my friend, did you just told me 250? She said, HELL NO! OK, my bad! We kept on thinking why, where did I see this 250? ... Here comes the broken shell, 153 Waffles 250. 250 is actually the price = =' That's what I saw. This is the first embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, our next station to The Body Shop. Just a visit, though because I'm holding an empty wallet and so I'm not supposed to buy anything again from TBS. We stepped into the shop and I saw this lady her back facing us, she was at the counter doing her job wrapping a basket present. So, I thought she is my friend. My evil thoughts came and I wanted to surprise her. I walked slowly towards her on my tip toes and I jumped to her side and BOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5693132661420234828?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5693132661420234828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5693132661420234828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5693132661420234828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5693132661420234828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/shameful-black-friday.html' title='Shameful &quot;Black Wednesday&quot;'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-5440823428639809519</id><published>2011-04-26T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T19:50:34.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Dream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OorHJT3x6Aw/TbhNj8i_a2I/AAAAAAAAA8g/Q-IGEK6bFY8/s1600/A_Dream_Come_True_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OorHJT3x6Aw/TbhNj8i_a2I/AAAAAAAAA8g/Q-IGEK6bFY8/s400/A_Dream_Come_True_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600311416578861922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEP YEEP HURRAY! Finally, I'm back in Miri. My friends came to pick me up at the airport and after that we went for a dinner together. What's next?!! We enjoyed singing karaoke at The Terminal and I really enjoy the night. Such a happy moment, I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring ring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring ring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring ring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH, is that my alarm?!! First question came to mind, what is this thing doing here in the karaoke room. Am i dreaming or what?!! OH NO, everything is just a dream. What a sad case~ Off the alarm with my eyes closed. I slowly blinked my eyes open and glanced around me. I noticed I was lying in my bed. I sat up and looked at the clock, the hour hand pointed at eleven. It's ELEVEN, It's ELEVEN, It's ELEVEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs and I realized there was no-one home. Walked into the kitchen looking for breakfast. Guess what I saw?!! A pot of "FO CHOK TONG SHUI". It's there calling my name, AARON JONAH CHIN~ That's just lovely, Ma Shi Da~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I drove myself to mom's office. I know I won't be doing my assignments if I stay at home. I was like spending long hours in the office chair staring at the computer, but at least I found a few journals which to support my Microeconomics assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, I went jogging with mom. It's been a week since the last time I sweat. WOOHOO! I sweat a lot. Always have this in mind, sweat does generate happy hormones :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5440823428639809519?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5440823428639809519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5440823428639809519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5440823428639809519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5440823428639809519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-dream.html' title='Just A Dream!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OorHJT3x6Aw/TbhNj8i_a2I/AAAAAAAAA8g/Q-IGEK6bFY8/s72-c/A_Dream_Come_True_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-2655407048950980338</id><published>2011-04-22T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T14:11:06.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If We Never Met!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxFF6kMs_XY/TbKyJhrMitI/AAAAAAAAA7w/pg_LgXZHiec/s1600/Brothers_Vision_by_Cuellar.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxFF6kMs_XY/TbKyJhrMitI/AAAAAAAAA7w/pg_LgXZHiec/s400/Brothers_Vision_by_Cuellar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598733163503061714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would my life be if I never met you guys? It would be worse, I guess... and I would have drive these roads paved with loneliness. Seriously, I really appreciate you guys whom do care about me, whom do shine my life, whom do bring me out of my loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel. It's nice spending my days off with someone like you, someone to lean one, someone to count on... someone to tell on! It doesn't seem to matter how much time has elapsed if they had you smiling since the day you guys met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words carved in my heart, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"I WILL NEVER LOSE YOU GUYS!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2655407048950980338?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2655407048950980338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2655407048950980338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2655407048950980338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2655407048950980338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-we-never-met.html' title='If We Never Met!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxFF6kMs_XY/TbKyJhrMitI/AAAAAAAAA7w/pg_LgXZHiec/s72-c/Brothers_Vision_by_Cuellar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-6898291199702903876</id><published>2011-04-22T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T06:41:34.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day trip to Bintulu.</title><content type='html'>My friends, everyone is going back to their hometowns. What a sad case  because I've to stay here alone until this Saturday. Just a few hours  passed, and I've started to miss them so badly. Urrrgh~ Nevermind, I  believe the time does fly by fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I gotta conquer my  loneliness by making myself go out. So, we decided to go Bintulu for one  day trip. There were six of us, my foster parents of course, my aunt,  my grandfather and my grand grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Bintulu,  how should i describe the road?!! It's really really really like a  roller coaster. Can you imagine how bumpy and jumpy is that?!! OH DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  ever been to Bintulu once, it was two years ago when I was still in  foundation. I still remember they have the so called "Tasty Fried  Chicken Claws" and "Tasty Chut Chut". I told myself, I'm gonna lick the  plates until they are squeaky clean. *sounds like a starving maniac*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After  everything, I felt tired because it was a long journey. Who knows, when  I was planning to go to sleep, there were these people who are really  really into poker, they asked me not to sleep but play poker. GOSH! Even  if I fall asleep, they will throw the chips on me and ask me to  continue the game. Please, let me sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, all  thanks to Colin. He tried very hard just to wake me up. Want to know  how? It's like WHAT THE HELL! He asked Bobby (his adorable mixed-breed  poodle) to jump on my back.  I always sleep on my tummy and my back  faces up, that's why! I do consider that's an early morning massage,  though. Nah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about breakfast? Too bad, we didn't have the chance to eat the best Laksa in Bintulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  the afternoon, we then headed back to Miri. I'm back to the lonely  world again. Nevermind, as I said, the time flies by fast. Again, I  would like to wish my friends, wish them have a great holiday and see  you guys after the free week. Do miss me much K! Love ya♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6898291199702903876?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6898291199702903876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6898291199702903876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6898291199702903876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6898291199702903876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-trip-to-bintulu.html' title='A day trip to Bintulu.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-275400914518263588</id><published>2011-04-20T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:07:44.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers? Freres?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;"A brother is a friend God gave you; A friend is a brother your heart chose for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this on my friend Kent's blog and I finally understand what it means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-275400914518263588?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/275400914518263588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=275400914518263588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/275400914518263588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/275400914518263588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/brothers-freres.html' title='Brothers? Freres?'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-2555702038692568925</id><published>2011-04-19T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:23:27.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't Stop Laughing!!!</title><content type='html'>Midterms are over! It's time to Rock n' Roll! But wait, what's the plan for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us are gonna storm Sushi King Card RM2 Bonanza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2555702038692568925?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2555702038692568925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2555702038692568925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2555702038692568925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2555702038692568925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/couldnt-stop-laughing.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Stop Laughing!!!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-799984607918218461</id><published>2011-04-14T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:04:49.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Before Exams.</title><content type='html'>Not much time left. I have an exam tomorrow which I’ve actually studied reasonably hard for over  the past few days and although today has largely been spent in the library, I would have felt incredibly  guilty had I spent two hours on cheerleading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really gonna burn the midnight oil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-799984607918218461?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/799984607918218461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=799984607918218461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/799984607918218461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/799984607918218461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-before-exams.html' title='The Day Before Exams.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-6156629083155999517</id><published>2011-04-13T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:00:09.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUR-EYES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GIHHrIczc84/TaXFZ2LI3CI/AAAAAAAAA68/Kwrwz3ZRlog/s1600/35ecfae3b8861daeffd56c2848d7a651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GIHHrIczc84/TaXFZ2LI3CI/AAAAAAAAA68/Kwrwz3ZRlog/s400/35ecfae3b8861daeffd56c2848d7a651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595095159907343394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally a four-eyed freak. &lt;span id="ctl00_phSubPageBody_lblContentBody" class="text"&gt;Nah~ I’m not  talking about being a  mutant or some type of alien creature. I’m  talking about being someone who has  to wear glasses and it's something I  consider both a blessing and a curse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6156629083155999517?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6156629083155999517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6156629083155999517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6156629083155999517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6156629083155999517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/four-eyes.html' title='FOUR-EYES!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GIHHrIczc84/TaXFZ2LI3CI/AAAAAAAAA68/Kwrwz3ZRlog/s72-c/35ecfae3b8861daeffd56c2848d7a651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3508756857313428995</id><published>2011-04-08T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T06:15:06.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Me Out Of Here.</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with me today? Staying at home the whole day without doing anything? What's going on? Should I be worried about tomorrow's exam? Should I be studying now? I'm feeling incredibly emotional. My mind tends to wander, something bad, something negative. Can anyone tell me, why am I a creation? Why does it happen to me? I mean it's me not anything else. It's been really hard for me to live and stay in this world. I'd rather die than live in a world where I have to suffer a lot like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I really hope there is someone out there willing to listen to me, maybe help, at least a call will do. I know I might be annoying, and some of you might hate me very much. Nevermind, you guys can just ignore me, like I'm a hobo who lives on the side of the road.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3508756857313428995?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3508756857313428995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3508756857313428995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3508756857313428995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3508756857313428995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/bring-me-out.html' title='Bring Me Out Of Here.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-550809131601852737</id><published>2011-04-05T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T07:28:29.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadly Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WULptlLeuEU/TZsm-7VXdOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/uNWo9cZtMlc/s1600/APRIL%252C%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WULptlLeuEU/TZsm-7VXdOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/uNWo9cZtMlc/s400/APRIL%252C%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592106224831657186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can't get enough air and I never been this worried   before.  Please, give me a break?!! After the first finance quiz,   there's still  some more to go. Can you see there, my calender? It's   really like a  hellish month, DAMN! I'm gonna study hard, yes I will.   Spend my weekends  study, study, study n' study... You will see me like a   freaky, nerdy,  geeky dork. Just for the month. Hopefully, I won't  gone  mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don't Let Stress Wear Me Out!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, engraved in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-550809131601852737?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/550809131601852737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=550809131601852737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/550809131601852737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/550809131601852737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/deadly-month_1839.html' title='Deadly Month!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WULptlLeuEU/TZsm-7VXdOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/uNWo9cZtMlc/s72-c/APRIL%252C%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-2003785956552954560</id><published>2011-04-02T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T06:44:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After April Fool's</title><content type='html'>Call me mean, call me a person who has no sense of humor, I don't care. I absolutely hate April Fools Day. Why? Because many people like to play rude, crude jokes. Some of them are not even that funny. I feel that it's just not nice. Well, I prefer not to say anymore about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2003785956552954560?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2003785956552954560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2003785956552954560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2003785956552954560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2003785956552954560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-after-april-fools.html' title='The Day After April Fool&apos;s'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-3714321770778009471</id><published>2011-03-31T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T02:52:27.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31st MARCH 2011.</title><content type='html'>Had a great workout with Andy and Kent this morning. Thank you very much guys, for bringing me to the gym. Honestly, I really appreciate you guys support. At first, I thought hitting the gym is something hard and scary. But after the training, my mind twist. I've fallen in love with the fitness exercise. That's lovely. I'm looking forward to the next workout, though. CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I would like to apologize for causing any trouble. Sometimes, I feel like I'm useless and  I have to admit that I'm suck. So, please do forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had quite a lot of fun today, hanging out with friends, chatting and eating. Especially when I was at the party, Kent's 20th Birthday Party! It was AWESOME! Just don't know how to describe. The party was full of laughter. In common, when you're seeing everyone else laughing, automatically you will start to join the party and start laughing yourself. And, seeing people laugh brings joy to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I wish Kent Lee,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday n' Have A Blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank You My Friends For The Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="" id="search"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3714321770778009471?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3714321770778009471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3714321770778009471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3714321770778009471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3714321770778009471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/31st-march-2011.html' title='31st MARCH 2011.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-1909651847847343512</id><published>2011-03-27T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T07:00:28.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GROUP STUDY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2JNcz49EdEM/TY9PxnrYf7I/AAAAAAAAA5U/hm7Fo0yE_Vk/s1600/morning_reading_by_vanerich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2JNcz49EdEM/TY9PxnrYf7I/AAAAAAAAA5U/hm7Fo0yE_Vk/s400/morning_reading_by_vanerich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588773376473202610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cphMainContent_lbQuestion"&gt;Do you like to sit alone in a  quiet place pondering on the solutions in your study? Or you would  favor discussing the subjects with several friends? Some people choose  to study alone, enjoying peaceful surrounding without being disturbed; others,  however, would rather join a group of people, sharing different ideas  with them. As far as I am concerned, I prefer both, depending on what kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like today, I can't believe I just did my revision in a group with my friends. This is what I call "GROUP STUDY"! That's AWESOME! Though, there would be a little bit of chit-chat, but that is good. What I mean is, sometimes you'll get bored if you keep on reading the same thing without giving yourself a break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would say is, we should do this more often. Honestly, I love group study very much^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-1909651847847343512?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/1909651847847343512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=1909651847847343512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1909651847847343512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1909651847847343512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/group-study.html' title='GROUP STUDY!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2JNcz49EdEM/TY9PxnrYf7I/AAAAAAAAA5U/hm7Fo0yE_Vk/s72-c/morning_reading_by_vanerich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-5124777416403553961</id><published>2011-03-26T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:45:02.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Droopy eyelids, heavy eyes, tired or stoned looking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKES9dJ-aLE/TY7UqJouavI/AAAAAAAAA5M/8l2ZpcR1rw4/s1600/The_Eyes_by_roseonthegrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKES9dJ-aLE/TY7UqJouavI/AAAAAAAAA5M/8l2ZpcR1rw4/s400/The_Eyes_by_roseonthegrey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588638008219691762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello guys, I've got an odd and very annoying symptom not sure if it's    related to social anxiety, &lt;span id="search"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (&lt;/span&gt;OCD) or something else. No matter how well I    rest, my eyes get heavy and droopy at times especially when I'm    out around people. I recently noticed this when I was looking at my   face  in public in a mirror. I look like kinda stoned or very tired   because  my eyelids look half closed. It seems like kinda droopy   eyelids. I'm  guessing this is happening when I don't get enough sleep or maybe I sleep too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the cause is, it's very annoying and depressive. Fortunately I'm not a very pessimistic guy, otherwise I'd be  dead   by now. Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone had this issue? Do you have an idea what this is about? It   would be nice to hear your ideas or experiences. Best wishes and good    luck guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5124777416403553961?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5124777416403553961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5124777416403553961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5124777416403553961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5124777416403553961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/droopy-eyelids-heavy-eyes-tired-or.html' title='Droopy eyelids, heavy eyes, tired or stoned looking.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKES9dJ-aLE/TY7UqJouavI/AAAAAAAAA5M/8l2ZpcR1rw4/s72-c/The_Eyes_by_roseonthegrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-7866652036432228800</id><published>2011-03-26T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:55:18.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILEY SATURDAY♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5f8OhDl_Mg/TY4LQ4zgqFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/S35PIZt3CbU/s1600/Smile____by_Mimy0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5f8OhDl_Mg/TY4LQ4zgqFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/S35PIZt3CbU/s400/Smile____by_Mimy0318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588416572367611986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought today would be another boring Saturday. As usual, every Saturday morning, I'll go to campus for cheer training. Before I go, I ate a green apple as to pristine clean my intestine. Just don't know why, I was so excited this morning. Maybe because of my happy hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day. The Gathering for C.C.C's members. I would call them brothers and sisters. I actually felt the warm in my heart. It's like how wonderful it is when you and your friends are gathered around, having dinner, playing cards, watching movies and so. More one, I'm so glad to meet you guys, especially those who are from the my hometown. Do you know how lovely it is when you are meeting someone who speaks the same language? They are just like your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, time passes. I hope there will be another gathering. Though, there will be an event held on this coming Saturday and Sunday, but too bad, I can't attend. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm gonna miss their laughter♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-7866652036432228800?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/7866652036432228800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=7866652036432228800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7866652036432228800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7866652036432228800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/smiley-saturday.html' title='SMILEY SATURDAY♥'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5f8OhDl_Mg/TY4LQ4zgqFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/S35PIZt3CbU/s72-c/Smile____by_Mimy0318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-1319339934345812644</id><published>2011-03-25T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:12:42.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doomsday? Or Just a Restless Planet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-1319339934345812644?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/1319339934345812644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=1319339934345812644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1319339934345812644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1319339934345812644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/doomsday-or-just-restless-planet.html' title='Doomsday? Or Just a Restless Planet?'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-4330501377027434923</id><published>2011-03-22T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T06:52:50.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Burst!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQto6KsvElk/TYiiI8V1PXI/AAAAAAAAA40/bLSblhHpEow/s1600/Life_With_An_Eating_Disorder_by_aurially.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQto6KsvElk/TYiiI8V1PXI/AAAAAAAAA40/bLSblhHpEow/s400/Life_With_An_Eating_Disorder_by_aurially.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586893612273450354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me, please... someone help me! I feel like I'm anorexic. It's so scary. I don't wanna be like this, and who honestly want to carry this creepy homo disease. Ever since about two weeks ago, I've been losing 1kilogram per week. WTH! It happened to be abnormal. Something in my tummy, rolling and moving and tunneling. Seriously, I want to gain weight. I've tried to eat a lot a lot of food, junk food, fast food and everything as long as it is edible. But, it turns out that, I have this feeling, the fear, I'm afraid of taking to much of it. I know I really need more food on my bones and stuff, too bad... I can't take too much of it, compared to last time, I can actually eat 3 McDonald's Spicy Chicken McDeluxe Burgers at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, can anyone help me?!! Guide me the proper way of having a proper diet, not to lose weight but gain weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4330501377027434923?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4330501377027434923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4330501377027434923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4330501377027434923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4330501377027434923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/belly-burst.html' title='Belly Burst!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQto6KsvElk/TYiiI8V1PXI/AAAAAAAAA40/bLSblhHpEow/s72-c/Life_With_An_Eating_Disorder_by_aurially.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-592039507501668463</id><published>2011-03-17T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T08:52:03.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So lonely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41a6513EHAw/TYIh7X2dJYI/AAAAAAAAA4c/b2F-1rQ3qis/s1600/Such_Lonely_Day_by_byCavalera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41a6513EHAw/TYIh7X2dJYI/AAAAAAAAA4c/b2F-1rQ3qis/s400/Such_Lonely_Day_by_byCavalera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585063791791252866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My heart is so empty and it's filled with darkness. I don't know how to express it but I do want to type out what's my exact feeling. I never know this gonna happen to me. It's all about today, the "DARK THURSDAY". I was staying at home the whole day, without going anywhere, not even outside my room. When I woke up, it's nearly evening. All my housemates were in campus, so no one at home except for me. Just suddenly, everything blackout and it's dark. For a second, I thought it's just a small matter, it won't be long. As time ticked away second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour, I started to think of something strange. I wasn't afraid of the dark, but I did matter about staying at home alone in the dark. I was so emotional, the devil been playing tricks on my mind. Should there be anyone who really cares about, at least a call, at least a call will do. I wanted to call but I don't know why, something wrong with my phone. I can't call out, even worst, there was a stranger kept calling me. I was scared, really really scared. Alone in the dark, what am I supposed to do? I need a friend... a hug... someone to talk... a companion... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-592039507501668463?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/592039507501668463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=592039507501668463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/592039507501668463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/592039507501668463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-lonely.html' title='So lonely...'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41a6513EHAw/TYIh7X2dJYI/AAAAAAAAA4c/b2F-1rQ3qis/s72-c/Such_Lonely_Day_by_byCavalera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-522853477546910650</id><published>2011-03-15T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T07:57:25.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Muscles~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1zHvQ_5v3I/TX967FTEN0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/dy32AvybCBQ/s1600/muscles_by_sincity07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1zHvQ_5v3I/TX967FTEN0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/dy32AvybCBQ/s400/muscles_by_sincity07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584317218415720258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Muscles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry. From the bottom of my heart, I would say, I didn't mean to hurt 'you' that way. I know it's really hard for 'you' to accept the pain. Please, it's only twice a week. I know 'you' can do it, I know 'you' will get use to it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE TOUGH! BE STRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Today's pain, it will heal soon, just a few days time. Trust me, it will! Do remember the phrase, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"NEVER SAY NEVER!" KEEP IT UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-522853477546910650?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/522853477546910650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=522853477546910650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/522853477546910650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/522853477546910650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/dear-muscles.html' title='Dear Muscles~'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1zHvQ_5v3I/TX967FTEN0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/dy32AvybCBQ/s72-c/muscles_by_sincity07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-984143081120528855</id><published>2011-03-14T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:14:21.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAY NO! NO!</title><content type='html'>I haven't revised at all, ever since the semester started. GOSH! I shouldn't be wasting my time fooling around or keeping myself at home like the poop waiting to come out from the rectum! From this week onwards, I must study, at least a chapter for each units. Never ask for more, one by one, slowly. Thursday, Friday, I got nothing to do on these days, though. I have to use them up properly, finish up the tutorial questions, revise previous lectures, prepare for next week lectures. So that, I'm free during weekends, I can do whatever I like and enjoy my weekends. OK, ON! THOSE ARE WHAT I'M GONNA DO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-984143081120528855?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/984143081120528855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=984143081120528855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/984143081120528855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/984143081120528855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/say-no-no.html' title='SAY NO! NO!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-9178619369621527471</id><published>2011-03-08T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:15:25.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Scared!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2E8Y7kHisE/TXZF6qo8cMI/AAAAAAAAA3c/PCtjOKArJcA/s1600/This_Is_Me__Afraid__by_naaera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2E8Y7kHisE/TXZF6qo8cMI/AAAAAAAAA3c/PCtjOKArJcA/s400/This_Is_Me__Afraid__by_naaera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581725662353060034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid, afraid of the dark! The deep deep darkness! I can sense that they are coming. It's in a bunch of them. I don't think I can stand it. I wish I do have the strength and fight, but it seems like I don't. I know everyone is with me, everyone is supporting me, with loves and hearts I received, they are enough. The only problem is me myself. Still, I can force myself to face it. Maybe, maybe one day. My heart will open, my mind will shine. For what I can do, is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;PRAY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;MAY GOD BLESS ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♡♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-9178619369621527471?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/9178619369621527471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=9178619369621527471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/9178619369621527471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/9178619369621527471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-scared.html' title='I&apos;m Scared!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2E8Y7kHisE/TXZF6qo8cMI/AAAAAAAAA3c/PCtjOKArJcA/s72-c/This_Is_Me__Afraid__by_naaera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-8150594132517519513</id><published>2011-03-05T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:33:02.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD BAD DAY!</title><content type='html'>A FREAKY SATURDAY! THE WORST DAY EVER! I should have stay at home and relax and sleep. It's too late, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning, I got a wake up call from my adoptive mum. She said it's time to wake up and get ready, because we are leaving to Batu Niah soon. Woke up with a blank and clear brain, and get prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENG JENG JENG~ The journey begins! There were two transports, four person in one. Supposed, who are the four persons in the Tangerine Myvi? The owner of course, COLIN TING NEK BING, me myself and my adoptive mum, CHERLYN GAN, never forget, AUNT YII SU CHING. Exactly in noon, we started to head towards Batu Niah from Senadin. I got this feeling, I'm gonna die in a bath of birds and bats poops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way, we got a phone call. Guess! A bad news or a good news? Too bad to tell, it was a BAD BAD NEWS! Our so called, the "KANCIL GROUP", something had gone wrong with their rented Kancil, one of the tyres blowout and burst. They were not even few miles away from Miri. We were already in the half way heading to Niah Cave. Normally, it takes an hour to reach there. Nevermind, we can wait, we seem to be that patient enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Batu Niah, we stopped by at the food court and wait for the others to come. Time ticked, ticked tocked, tocked ticked. One hour waited, they weren't here yet. Honestly, I want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second hour, finally, they have reached. Thank God! We were almost there, just a few kilometers left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, what is this thing doing in the middle of the road? A big huge rock! BING BONG BOOF~ What the hell, I couldn't believe we just did it. Drove through the ROCK! It's hurt! Really really hurt! Hold on, are you thinking about the rock or the car is hurt? Tell you what, you're wrong, my heart is actually the one that's hurt. Oouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now? The car is totally injured. A big scar underneath and it's bleeding. I wish I can help, but too bad, I'm not a doctor. Sad. Everything has been ruined. So, it's ended up with "WE CAN'T GO TO NIAH CAVE". Returned to the rest stop and wait for rescuers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8150594132517519513?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8150594132517519513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8150594132517519513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8150594132517519513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8150594132517519513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-bad-day.html' title='BAD BAD DAY!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-7964444593103073384</id><published>2011-03-02T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:00:23.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>First day? First day of what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-7964444593103073384?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/7964444593103073384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=7964444593103073384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7964444593103073384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7964444593103073384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-4098302501768918040</id><published>2011-02-25T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:00:58.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bag Pack Pay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4098302501768918040?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4098302501768918040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4098302501768918040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4098302501768918040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4098302501768918040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/02/bag-pack-pay.html' title='Bag Pack Pay!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-2332372507126074761</id><published>2011-02-23T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:14:35.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You mean a lot to me♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cwnL0_-e0E/TWUWECvCuYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Z5wvgqVwSgI/s1600/Hug_by_antontang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cwnL0_-e0E/TWUWECvCuYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Z5wvgqVwSgI/s400/Hug_by_antontang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576887972277696898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to describe my feeling now, kinda sad, kinda excited, kinda happy, kinda funny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2332372507126074761?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2332372507126074761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2332372507126074761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2332372507126074761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2332372507126074761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-mean-lot-to-me.html' title='You mean a lot to me♥'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_cwnL0_-e0E/TWUWECvCuYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Z5wvgqVwSgI/s72-c/Hug_by_antontang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4985606317580313745</id><published>2011-02-14T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T23:08:54.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants to date me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnqSeR9sLg4/TVzJZiDaMLI/AAAAAAAAA28/gww0nu5fY3M/s1600/Love_by_zhornik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnqSeR9sLg4/TVzJZiDaMLI/AAAAAAAAA28/gww0nu5fY3M/s400/Love_by_zhornik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574551879252848818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phewit~ It's really the day, the day when all the people are in love&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span id="id_4d5cc80b837225701859511"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;. Let's shout "HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span id="id_4d5cc80b837225701859511"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="id_4d5cc80b837225701859511"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span id="id_4d5cc80b837225701859511"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4985606317580313745?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4985606317580313745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4985606317580313745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4985606317580313745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4985606317580313745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/02/wo-daes-me.html' title='Who wants to date me?'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnqSeR9sLg4/TVzJZiDaMLI/AAAAAAAAA28/gww0nu5fY3M/s72-c/Love_by_zhornik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-2846295801917204059</id><published>2011-02-13T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T23:00:54.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's killing me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxCH1c0MHFQ/TVfx0xoQn5I/AAAAAAAAA20/848rd3M2r0o/s1600/Illness_by_Smultrontott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxCH1c0MHFQ/TVfx0xoQn5I/AAAAAAAAA20/848rd3M2r0o/s400/Illness_by_Smultrontott.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573188952871968658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please please!!! GO AWAY!!! I'm sick of you!!! I really suffered!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2846295801917204059?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2846295801917204059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2846295801917204059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2846295801917204059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2846295801917204059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-killing-me.html' title='It&apos;s killing me!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxCH1c0MHFQ/TVfx0xoQn5I/AAAAAAAAA20/848rd3M2r0o/s72-c/Illness_by_Smultrontott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3819431633462689059</id><published>2011-02-03T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T04:58:24.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit rabbit, hop hop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TUrREvIIvTI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SkDen3n5UHI/s1600/180318_10150094968582561_202779972560_6137561_4359324_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TUrREvIIvTI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SkDen3n5UHI/s400/180318_10150094968582561_202779972560_6137561_4359324_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569493768497315122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hop Hop, it's the year of Rabbit! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone, a new year, new life, new destiny! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Here's  wishing everyone a Happy Rabbit Year! Let's all hoppity hop to the bank  with fat checks. Good health, peace and prosperity to all^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TUrP2fdo8PI/AAAAAAAAA2k/HHklo9dYV_8/s1600/164717_1819751381716_1478127476_31990739_3183411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3819431633462689059?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3819431633462689059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3819431633462689059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3819431633462689059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3819431633462689059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/02/rabbit-rabbit-hop-hop.html' title='Rabbit rabbit, hop hop!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TUrREvIIvTI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SkDen3n5UHI/s72-c/180318_10150094968582561_202779972560_6137561_4359324_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-5637949875547794930</id><published>2011-02-02T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:44:18.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot a lot of FOOD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TUlgCpZtBbI/AAAAAAAAA2c/GzgyTTBDYnQ/s1600/01300000027077120063627758543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TUlgCpZtBbI/AAAAAAAAA2c/GzgyTTBDYnQ/s400/01300000027077120063627758543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569088012809995698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG! Today is the Chinese New Year Eve! The last day of Tiger Year! WOOHOO~ I bet everyone has enjoyed their dinner very well and ate a lot. Me, guess what! I can't imagine. It's not even Chinese New Year yet, I ate a lot a lot of things. This morning, one bowl of cereal, half pack of kampong fried rice, 5 pieces of popiah, and then afternoon, i ate 1 roti canai and 1 ABC and 1 cendol kacang. Just now, dinner time again. Sad! Sorry Mr. Tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ronRon/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5637949875547794930?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5637949875547794930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5637949875547794930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5637949875547794930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5637949875547794930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/02/lot-lot-of-food.html' title='A lot a lot of FOOD!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TUlgCpZtBbI/AAAAAAAAA2c/GzgyTTBDYnQ/s72-c/01300000027077120063627758543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-161050153888740366</id><published>2011-02-01T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T06:35:52.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait!</title><content type='html'>Tell you what, this morning when i woke up, i felt something strange. I can't see anything. So, I went into the toilet and looked into the mirror. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUESS WHAT!!! I'M BLIND!!! SERIOUSLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lucky me, it's just my contact lenses. I was shocked, that's my habit! I wear contact lenses when I'm sleeping. Don't judge me K! I'm not weird! But, who knows, my contact lenses dropped out. I kept looking around, the floor, the basin, at last, I found them on my bed, too bad! They broke into pieces. I guess it happened when I was sleeping. It's not even 3 months, sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!!! The first day of February! New day, new month!!! I CAN'T WAIT!!! I'm waiting for a lot of things. 24 days left and I'm going back to Miri. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS THEM SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! Ouw~~~ 13 days left, and here comes the Valentine's Day. 2 days left, and it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOOHOO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can't wait to gamble!!! GOSH!!! And of course, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANG PAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! OMG OMG!!! I'm steaming^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-161050153888740366?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/161050153888740366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=161050153888740366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/161050153888740366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/161050153888740366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-wait.html' title='I can&apos;t wait!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-6472767088272127081</id><published>2011-01-29T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T05:23:39.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Met Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6472767088272127081?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6472767088272127081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6472767088272127081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6472767088272127081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6472767088272127081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-met-again.html' title='We Met Again'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-5082153523019509970</id><published>2011-01-28T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T06:02:21.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ByeBye 'P'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TULMLr7OMVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Sjd47K1jgIw/s1600/p_plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TULMLr7OMVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Sjd47K1jgIw/s400/p_plate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567236590525100370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing to be proud of actually, just to share that. I've dropped my 'P' license. That's great,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5082153523019509970?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5082153523019509970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5082153523019509970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5082153523019509970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5082153523019509970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/byebye-p.html' title='ByeBye &apos;P&apos;'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TULMLr7OMVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Sjd47K1jgIw/s72-c/p_plate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-1125253941507919433</id><published>2011-01-25T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:12:42.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He got sold out!</title><content type='html'>My beloved Honda Accord, I'm gonna miss you so much! This afternoon, when my dad came back for lunch, he told me a sad news, nah~ you know it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE SOLD MY HONDA&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, I was gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;They way he told me, "Boy, you know what? Just now, Uncle Ben bought the car."&lt;br /&gt;But, actually I knew it for month. He ever told me that he's gonna sell it. Nevermind, I do understand the phrase: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUT WITH THE OLD, IN WITH THE NEW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You got what I mean? hahahaD HOPEFULLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a movie this afternoon. The Kidnapper! The singapore and malaysia combined producers movie. For such a longtime, I was looking for this movie. Finally I found it, so excited! Here, this is the cover page,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TT7yfN0315I/AAAAAAAAA2I/H-e8af_DhwU/s1600/KIDNAPPER%2Bposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TT7yfN0315I/AAAAAAAAA2I/H-e8af_DhwU/s400/KIDNAPPER%2Bposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566152807577802642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you wanna watch, don't be shy to borrow the CD from me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BIG FAT SIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-1125253941507919433?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/1125253941507919433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=1125253941507919433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1125253941507919433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1125253941507919433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/he-got-sold-out.html' title='He got sold out!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TT7yfN0315I/AAAAAAAAA2I/H-e8af_DhwU/s72-c/KIDNAPPER%2Bposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-11963515966140379</id><published>2011-01-20T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T04:46:37.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Jail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TThbBW4a-xI/AAAAAAAAA2A/MrE44iJbwic/s1600/BORINGedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TThbBW4a-xI/AAAAAAAAA2A/MrE44iJbwic/s400/BORINGedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564297418496473874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just came back from KL. Never thought that, the time flies really fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-11963515966140379?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/11963515966140379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=11963515966140379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/11963515966140379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/11963515966140379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-jail.html' title='Back to Jail!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TThbBW4a-xI/AAAAAAAAA2A/MrE44iJbwic/s72-c/BORINGedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-8887587092644913870</id><published>2011-01-15T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:49:29.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell me or Touch me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TTGsunwa9nI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GdaVSEU_tYc/s1600/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TTGsunwa9nI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GdaVSEU_tYc/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562416931725309554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just got back from shopping. So satisfied! Lets talk about colognes. I do prefer these two colognes. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jean Paul Gaultier &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;LE MALE&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; TERRIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marc Jacobs BANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; These two are awesome, they are so damn awesome! The whole day, I was so exhausted looking for the BANG! But too bad, it's like the whole 1utama shopping center, only the Parkson Grand has it. Poor them! Back to the BANG!, it just started to launch in Malaysia this month. You can say it's the latest men's cologne designed by Marc Jacobs who has the name of Louis Vuitton's designer. See! How impressive he is! The design, the packing, the bottling, can you see! It's sooooooo damn awesome and damn damn cool!!! But, trust me, you won't like the smell. It's too strong and it smells like those spices where you can get from those markets. GOSH!!! Too sad, I won't choose it. Honestly, I really love the bottle, see, it really looks like a shaped iceberg. One word, COOL!!! Forget about it, I still have my second choice. The LE MALE TERRIBLE! This one smells better. Why do I say it's better: less harsh, more “lush,” smoother, streamlined and it is sweet, verging on gourmand. Special designed by Designer Jean Paul Gaultier. The men shape fragrance! Arrrgh, it took me so long to decide which one I should take. Again, it's hard when it's time for me to make decision. LETS FLIP THE COIN. So at the end, I chose the LE MALE TERRIBLE. Hahaha. Thanks to my mum and this is what she owed me. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8887587092644913870?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8887587092644913870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8887587092644913870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8887587092644913870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8887587092644913870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/smell-me-or-touch-me.html' title='Smell me or Touch me'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TTGsunwa9nI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GdaVSEU_tYc/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4363967024424357628</id><published>2011-01-11T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T01:35:50.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Fondant Cake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TSxYhVRWNeI/AAAAAAAAA1o/pOTOvf5xuq0/s1600/DSC01725_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TSxYhVRWNeI/AAAAAAAAA1o/pOTOvf5xuq0/s400/DSC01725_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560916969564550626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TADA&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; This is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;FIRST FONDANT CAKE&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Does it look nice??? I baked it myself, though. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW BRILLIANT I AM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahahaD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;"steaming"&lt;/span&gt; It's very easy, what you need for this are the THREE STEPS!!! First, the fondant, the outer layer. It's like a plasticine thingy, what you played with when you were a kid, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;PLAY-DOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Still remember??? hahahaD but this is the edible plasticine, so called.&lt;br /&gt;The second step, is the cake, sponge cake. You can bake any flavour any taste. I prefer chocolate sponge cake. Eggs, brown sugar, butter, self-raising flour, cocoa powder. That's all!&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, is the vanilla frosting (icing). To cover the cake.&lt;br /&gt;The three steps, and it's done! Honestly, I can't imagine how can I really bake this thing. Everytime, when I go to the bakery shop, I always see the displayed fondant cakes, it's like how brilliant they are and how could they make these??? So I tried it out myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4363967024424357628?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4363967024424357628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4363967024424357628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4363967024424357628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4363967024424357628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-first-fondant-cake.html' title='My First Fondant Cake.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TSxYhVRWNeI/AAAAAAAAA1o/pOTOvf5xuq0/s72-c/DSC01725_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4631073989953875942</id><published>2011-01-10T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:40:48.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAKE BAKE BAKE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TSsV2xd1J0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/fo5k2Z4wqzE/s1600/baking_gingerbread_by_ziggetyzag-d33kqte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TSsV2xd1J0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/fo5k2Z4wqzE/s400/baking_gingerbread_by_ziggetyzag-d33kqte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560562195654584130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets shout, BAKE BAKE BAKE!!! I really love baking!!! Sugar, spice and everything nice. Though, today is kinda disappointed, but still we have fun. Seriously, this is my first time baking in such a messy condition. The flour, sugar spilled everywhere; butter, cream on the floor;  even the worst!!! COOKING OIL ADDED IN THE MIXTURE!!! WHAT THE HELL!!! hahahahaD Anyway, the cupcakes are really nice with all the decoration stuff, with those loves, stars, teddies... And ya!!! Luckily the oil added carrot cheese cake, it hasn't done yet. I didn't get to eat it. Thank God. I don't wanna hurt my tummy, though. HahahaD Alright, nothing much. Just to share my worst baking experience. SO BAD!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4631073989953875942?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4631073989953875942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4631073989953875942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4631073989953875942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4631073989953875942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/bake-bake-bake.html' title='BAKE BAKE BAKE!!!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TSsV2xd1J0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/fo5k2Z4wqzE/s72-c/baking_gingerbread_by_ziggetyzag-d33kqte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4240797145613572857</id><published>2011-01-06T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T05:34:07.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't Do!</title><content type='html'>What is this?!! Sit here and doing nothing?!! GOSH!!! I should be doing something, at least baking!!! Since the day I off, I started to get bored. I thought, without the job, I can enjoy my life. Too bad, I ended up with boredomness. Everyday I sleep till dead, the whole day I'm in my bed, just like a sick person. Actually I'm not. HAHAHAD So, OK!!! I'll get up and start scheduling my duty roster. I want it everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm gonna wake up early because I wanna go to the hair salon. What for?!! Don't ask bonus question!!! Of course to cut my hair, at first I was thinking whether I should dye my hair. But, from my research, I found that, hairdye is a trigger that can turn your hair grey sooner than it supposed to. SO DON'T!!! Then, I will just cut my hair and maybe a little bit of rebonding. *hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn something, a skill maybe. Piano??? Violin??? NONONO!!! I wanna learn how to bake cake. Though, I do know how to bake, but just the simple type like, banana cake, fruit cake, sponge cake, cheese cake and blah~blah~blah~ I want something different, something special, something that looks pro!!! I wanna play with fondant!!! FONDANT DECORE CAKE!!! This Sunday, there's gonna be a baking class held in Kota Kinabalu, feel like I'm going. It's kinda rush, though. I wish I have a companion. WHO WILL BE?!! Nevermind, tomorrow I'll buy the ingredients and start doing the fondant, try it out!!! Can't wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4240797145613572857?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4240797145613572857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4240797145613572857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4240797145613572857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4240797145613572857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/havent-do.html' title='Haven&apos;t Do!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-2887208153805906625</id><published>2011-01-02T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T07:48:25.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last and Free.</title><content type='html'>It's always like this, sadness and happiness, both come together. Good news, today is my last day of work. Bad news, today is my last day on duty.  I'm wondering how should I spend the days. Still, my three favourite words, "WAIT n' ROT!" Everyday, sleep, eat and poop. Now, if I look down to my toes, guess what! Gosh~ I can see my tummy, it's there hanging. Rational explanation, Why is my tummy getting bigger? Because of the gravity force. I've been standing the whole day whole december, that's why, the gravity is pulling my tummy and so it's getting bigger. Good explanation right??? HAHAHAD I'm serious!!! I'm gonna start running my fitness plan, without loosing my weight but loosing my fats. Does it make sense???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know tonight I'll have a good night sleep. Tomorrow no more "TitTitTit! It's 8a.m!"&lt;br /&gt;And guys!!! I'm gonna miss you guys, some days, sure I'll go and visit you guys. But then I've to be aware, NEVER BUY A THING FROM THERE AGAIN!!! ENOUGH!!! And ya, I'll miss the every morning shoutout!!! The Body Shop Of The World Unite, OOOH~ AAAH~ MMMH~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2887208153805906625?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2887208153805906625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2887208153805906625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2887208153805906625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2887208153805906625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-and-free.html' title='Last and Free.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-9079232874721280362</id><published>2011-01-01T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T06:21:06.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COTTON CANDY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TR82weSjBPI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JLY0S13CmYw/s1600/Cotton_Candy_Clouds_by_chiffonshorts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TR82weSjBPI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JLY0S13CmYw/s400/Cotton_Candy_Clouds_by_chiffonshorts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557220671590958322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;COTTON CANDY!!! COTTON CANDY!!! I LOVE COTTON CANDY!!! I wish I have a bed of cotton candy, so that I can lie on it!!! SO LOVELY♥&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special about today, just that I ate a stick of cotton candy. HAHAHAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-9079232874721280362?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/9079232874721280362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=9079232874721280362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/9079232874721280362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/9079232874721280362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2011/01/cotton-candy.html' title='COTTON CANDY!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TR82weSjBPI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JLY0S13CmYw/s72-c/Cotton_Candy_Clouds_by_chiffonshorts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-7960042894261306271</id><published>2010-12-31T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:17:28.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TR4OJv5yhfI/AAAAAAAAA1I/eqp0nzHyaI0/s1600/Firecracker_3_by_jelisa1188.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TR4OJv5yhfI/AAAAAAAAA1I/eqp0nzHyaI0/s400/Firecracker_3_by_jelisa1188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556894550862235122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Year! New Life! Everything New!!! Here comes the year 2011. What comes in your mind??? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;OH NO!!! THE DOOMSYEAR IS GETTING CLOSER!!!&lt;/span&gt; Duh~ just forget about it. If you believe then you are a totally dumbass. We should enjoy the year and spend the days happily, with your friends, your families, your enemies, your lovers and blablabla! So guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, though it's new year, a public holiday, still I gotta work. Poor me! Seriously, I'm tired! It's damn tired!!! Just came back from the so-called "FIRECRACKER SHOW". Oh Gosh! You called that as firecracker??? I do name it fire starter!!! Alright, goodnight guys, once again, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Forget about every past, look forward and stay happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TR4NwIgfc6I/AAAAAAAAA1A/vjpmq6Nkku0/s1600/Firecracker_3_by_jelisa1188.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-7960042894261306271?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/7960042894261306271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=7960042894261306271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7960042894261306271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7960042894261306271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/whole-new-year.html' title='A Whole New Year!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TR4OJv5yhfI/AAAAAAAAA1I/eqp0nzHyaI0/s72-c/Firecracker_3_by_jelisa1188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-6802740550612883879</id><published>2010-12-28T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T06:34:12.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmetics are my toys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRnxMoH6QJI/AAAAAAAAA04/875D-8-9Oxc/s1600/starter-kit-offer_banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRnxMoH6QJI/AAAAAAAAA04/875D-8-9Oxc/s400/starter-kit-offer_banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555736814569537682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cosmetics!!! Skin care products!!! Make-ups!!! I start to love them!!! Though, I don't use make-ups, but I would love to use it on people face. I've been learning all these things, it's quite fun and cool!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY ARE MY TOYS NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Make-ups gain satisfaction and confidences! Many people have been thinking, make-ups will cause acne. But bare in mind, if you remove the make-ups with a proper steps and ways, guarantee it won't clog you pores. And of course, before make-ups you have to have a good skin care, this is the major step before make-ups. In addition, many make-ups today are non-comedogenic, it means without blocking your pores. Before I forget, this is a important tips, while you're applying the make-ups, there is also a proper way to do it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOW! DO YOU KNOW IT NOW? UNDERSTAND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's actually, make-up is a wide and deep knowledge or study! Kinda cool, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6802740550612883879?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6802740550612883879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6802740550612883879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6802740550612883879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6802740550612883879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/cosmetics-are-my-toys.html' title='Cosmetics are my toys.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRnxMoH6QJI/AAAAAAAAA04/875D-8-9Oxc/s72-c/starter-kit-offer_banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-6094534665512693958</id><published>2010-12-27T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T08:25:02.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Again!</title><content type='html'>Sigh~ here come Monday! Not Again! One day off, and another day today  gotta work! SHYAT! Izzy drove. She picked me up this morning, she was  too early, though. GOSH! I woke up at 8.15am, then I received a call  from her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;DAMN! SHE IS COMING!!! RUSH RUSH RUSH!!! BRUSH BRUSH BRUSH!!!  DRESS DRESS DRESS!!!&lt;/span&gt; I feel uncomfortable without having a morning bath.  NO CHOICE! SHE IS HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA~ There are only five of us, who are on duty. Kinda cool! Imagine  how fun it is, if there are only four people on duty. Such lovely!  HAHAHAD Since, Christmas is over, it's nearly the end of the year. So,  our little drawing on face have to be something to do with New Year.  What's in mind??? Today, I drew a party hat on my right cheek. Lets  check it out in my facebook albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; During my dinner hour, I had my dinner at Tasty Chicken, though. Of  course I had something with chicken, since I already mentioned Tasty  Chicken!!! Just in case, you want to know. I know you don't, but still I  wanna say. HAHAHAD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*sampat*&lt;/span&gt; Back to my story, I  saw a kid blowing a straw. Guess what is it??? OMG!!! Is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; "Blowing  Balloon"&lt;/span&gt;!!! FINALLY!!! FINALLY!!! I FOUND IT!!! I really love this  thing, since I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmEnKDYJzF8/TYTKiMRenpI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZPH0FEu8FPE/s1600/Balloon%2Bblowing%2Bkit%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmEnKDYJzF8/TYTKiMRenpI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZPH0FEu8FPE/s400/Balloon%2Bblowing%2Bkit%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585812126605155986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you ever play this funny little  toy??? It's in a tiny tubic pack, it comes with a straw. You have to  squeeze out the gel form thingy and place it at the tip of the straw and  then you blow it at the end. BLOW BLOWWW KEEP ON BLOWING!!! TADA, THE  BALLOON!!! I went to the stall and bought 2 packets. It cots me RM1  only. Feel like buying the whole box!!! I will next time. hehehe^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6094534665512693958?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6094534665512693958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6094534665512693958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6094534665512693958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6094534665512693958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-again.html' title='Not Again!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmEnKDYJzF8/TYTKiMRenpI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZPH0FEu8FPE/s72-c/Balloon%2Bblowing%2Bkit%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-7769828095879555898</id><published>2010-12-26T02:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T06:48:43.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian is my name!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HURRAY! TODAY IS AN OFF DAY! DAMN HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Not just that, today is also a special day. Though, it's Sunday, the day when people go to church and visit our heavenly father. Finally, the day has came. Today is the day when I'm supposed to receive baptist. YES I DO! From now on, I'm officially a Christian! Thanks God, HALLELUJAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today I get to rest, so I have to make use of it. Don't waste it. I spent it with my friends. It's been a longtime I didn't go out with them, so sad! I kinda miss them. Whereelse??? UK!!! Don't make it wrong, my UK doesn't satnd for United Kingdom, it's actually a short form of UJANA KEWANGAN!!! hahahaD If you don't know where is this place, try to google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 9++pm, time to sleep!!! GOODNIGHT TATA~ Once again, my name is CHRISTIAN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-7769828095879555898?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/7769828095879555898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=7769828095879555898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7769828095879555898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7769828095879555898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/christian-is-my-name.html' title='Christian is my name!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-8251124444309924768</id><published>2010-12-25T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:22:09.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Born King.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRYpPhIOvKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/AAij_zudWpM/s1600/Nature__s_Skeleton_by_neon_lilith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRYpPhIOvKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/AAij_zudWpM/s400/Nature__s_Skeleton_by_neon_lilith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554672536975752354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday to my dear Lord Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However today is a public holiday, but still I gotta work. So sad! People are there enjoying the Christmas, and me, still working. Anyway, it's kinda have fun, though. I GOT DOUBLE PAY FOR TODAY!!! YEEP YEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought today I have to celebrate the Christmas alone, who knows. My friends they came to the shop and visit me! Such lovely. Even, my dear Izzy, she brought me FOODS!!! not just FOOD is FOODS with a 'S'. It's really much, though. Can't finish it!!! HAHAHAD How lovely&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaja and Xiang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how my friends celebrate...&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas wish, I wish by the next Christmas, I can celebrate with my so-called [LC GUYS].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My last words, Happy Holiday n' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8251124444309924768?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8251124444309924768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8251124444309924768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8251124444309924768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8251124444309924768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-born-king.html' title='A New Born King.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRYpPhIOvKI/AAAAAAAAA0o/AAij_zudWpM/s72-c/Nature__s_Skeleton_by_neon_lilith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-8509803361019986430</id><published>2010-12-21T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T03:17:52.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses are red, Violets are blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRC9kpUh_XI/AAAAAAAAA0c/1pByFHWqxlU/s1600/HappyRosesPetalsStripped_by_HappyRoses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRC9kpUh_XI/AAAAAAAAA0c/1pByFHWqxlU/s400/HappyRosesPetalsStripped_by_HappyRoses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553146777812729202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It was upon a Winter busy day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When roses came and her smell did flow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a serious room, silents from all mens mouth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spread her smell, the mind reach frozen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spread with eye-look sharp, and postures straight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the waving grasses, that in the room did come mess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; By Aaron Jonah Chin (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was upon a Summers shynie day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Titan faire his beams did display,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a fresh fountaine, farre from all mens view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bath'd her brest, the boiling heat t'alley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bath'd with roses red, and violets blew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the sweetest flowers, that in the forrest grew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; By Sir Edmond Spencer (1552-1599)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8509803361019986430?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8509803361019986430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8509803361019986430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8509803361019986430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8509803361019986430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/roses-are-red-violets-are-blue.html' title='Roses are red, Violets are blue.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TRC9kpUh_XI/AAAAAAAAA0c/1pByFHWqxlU/s72-c/HappyRosesPetalsStripped_by_HappyRoses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4791432929182113664</id><published>2010-12-20T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T06:27:33.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Share, don't be greedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQ9sAnM_cHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/3BgGM6Qig6w/s1600/c78b95335376bff154670ed2c9fcb092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQ9sAnM_cHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/3BgGM6Qig6w/s400/c78b95335376bff154670ed2c9fcb092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552775623350382706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We must learn to share and work together, of course we should help each other. Don't be greedy! I know from a very young age, we have learned to treasure and be possessive of our things. Who among you didn't bicker and fight with siblings over,  "that's mine?" Just like what it happens at my working place, "Hey, that's my customer!"&lt;br /&gt;As we mature, we begin to understand that it's  acceptable to share our things, as long as it's at arm's length and  supervised. Though, we should work together in a healthy competition, we should work together as a teamwork. This is special for my colleagues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"YOU PEOPLE HAVE TO BE ABLE TO SHARE YOUR CUSTOMERS WITHOUT FEAR OF LOSING THEM!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the good examples, me, Izzy, Grace and Belinda. You guys should learn from the juniors, how shame you are!!! I hope you guys do know what is 'SHARE'. Izzy and I, we share the most! We share our food, we share our sales, and even we share our BED. HAHAHAD&lt;br /&gt;So guys, carve this word 'SHARE' in your head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4791432929182113664?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4791432929182113664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4791432929182113664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4791432929182113664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4791432929182113664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/share-dont-be-greedy.html' title='Share, don&apos;t be greedy'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQ9sAnM_cHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/3BgGM6Qig6w/s72-c/c78b95335376bff154670ed2c9fcb092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3285006901840640321</id><published>2010-12-19T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T06:42:50.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Gone!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to sleep, but there is something that keeps me awake. Haiz, it's actually my blog! I wasn't feel like writing a post today, but without writing one, I got insomnia. I HATE YOU BLOGGIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, when I woke up, I realized something. My house is filled with silence. I went downstairs and checked, such a curiosity, where is everyone??? I ran up to my sister's room. I saw her there on her bed, still sleeping. Then I called her up!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked: "Where're daddy and mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;She answered me with her head in the pillow, "In KK lah!"&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember. Suck a stupid boy! I was still dreaming. HAHAHAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, so today and 2 days onward, I gotta look for my own food. Lazy to cook, so everyday dapao loh, McD is the best choice^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3285006901840640321?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3285006901840640321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3285006901840640321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3285006901840640321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3285006901840640321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/theyre-gone.html' title='They&apos;re Gone!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-5350009076958820765</id><published>2010-12-18T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T07:21:28.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Breakfast♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQzO0aakDuI/AAAAAAAAA0M/x3BH9a5BHKw/s1600/British_Breakfast_by_PetitPlat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQzO0aakDuI/AAAAAAAAA0M/x3BH9a5BHKw/s400/British_Breakfast_by_PetitPlat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552039840480235234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum made me breakfast, how lovely it is. I still remember the last time she made breakfast for me was 2 years ago, when i was still in the secondary age. Eventhough, it's just a simple breakfast, Egg and Ham Sandwich + Winter Melon Juice, but it's really mean something to me. I know she loves me, and I know I love her too. So guys, do know that mother's are the most important individuals in our lives. We begin our lives  completely dependent on them for our every need. Without them, we wouldn't still survive. Whatever you feel toward them, love them or hate them, they are always your first love and will never  be gone from your heart. You will always be in her heart also. Try  telling her not to love you, try telling to her to forget you existed.  It is impossible. Unless you are a mother yourself, you can never  understand the intensity of this love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/family/mom-poems.asp#ixzz18TbmSQH6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5350009076958820765?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5350009076958820765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5350009076958820765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5350009076958820765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5350009076958820765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/lovely-breakfast.html' title='Lovely Breakfast♥'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQzO0aakDuI/AAAAAAAAA0M/x3BH9a5BHKw/s72-c/British_Breakfast_by_PetitPlat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-2347414589926495437</id><published>2010-12-17T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T06:36:03.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about my work!</title><content type='html'>Now then I understand the concept, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's not easy to earn money$$$."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; People work so hard to get money because they need food and shelter, even for some people they need to hold up and support their family. Eventhough, I don't work because of money, but I can really feel that it's not easy. Like me, I have to stand in the store for the whole day and not just that, my job is to promote and sell the products available in the store, can you imagine how hard it is??? Luckily, today, I have reached the target, but of course some of my colleagues, they helped me. Thanks guys. But here, I would like to tell you, when you work, sometimes there are some people who are really stingy and selfish. Do bare in mind! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Argh~&lt;/span&gt; just ignore them, as long as you've done your best and your job, and that's it. Their mouths, and let them be, whatever they like to say, just split it out, who cares! Today is gonna end and tomorrow is coming. Brighter my day and smile always &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2347414589926495437?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2347414589926495437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2347414589926495437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2347414589926495437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2347414589926495437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-all-about-my-work.html' title='It&apos;s all about my work!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-3124932443684058022</id><published>2010-12-16T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T07:10:22.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Muscle, My Legs, My Feet!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQopR8XirRI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZYNWsIEYvAQ/s1600/Legs_by_ritUsik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQopR8XirRI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZYNWsIEYvAQ/s400/Legs_by_ritUsik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551294878926941458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second day of work, OMG! I can't feel my legs and feet even! TIRED! PAIN! Stood for the whole day, oh dear, so torture!!! Anyway, it's kinda worth it. Cause I enjoy my work and I learned something. Today at least I have made some sales, thanks to my colleagues. I LOVE YOU GUYS! My friends, Grace, Idah, Azie, Jeff and Ester. Thanks guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3124932443684058022?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3124932443684058022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3124932443684058022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3124932443684058022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3124932443684058022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-muscle-my-legs-my-feet.html' title='My Muscle, My Legs, My Feet!!!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQopR8XirRI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZYNWsIEYvAQ/s72-c/Legs_by_ritUsik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3348897396355486963</id><published>2010-12-15T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T07:45:04.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Duper Happy♥</title><content type='html'>Today, my first day of work. For decades I never wake up at 8am early  morning, today, is an exception. Ohya, just remember! My results, I  thought it released at 5pm today, but who knows, it came out during the  time when I was still in my dreamland. What a surprised when Izzy told  me. Good news of course, I passed all the units, em... quite satisfy,  though. But too bad, I didn't get High Distinction for my Finance.  Nevermind, don't ask for more. Thanks PAPA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work, today's first lesson-MAKE OVER! It's fantastic and fabulous, DOUBLE THE 'F'! I love my job so much! The people at work are kind and keen to help. Though, today our sales are quite less compared to the past few days. So, we gotta work hard on it!  I believe we can do it! JAYO JAYO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQjTOb8tzAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/iXhh7TJ-vik/s1600/15122010181_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQjTOb8tzAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/iXhh7TJ-vik/s400/15122010181_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550918785708182530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Izzy n' I, How in those uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just few minutes ago, i received a call. It's from my beloved "mamie". Oh Gosh, I miss her more. So happy she called me. I can hear that my 'mamie' is kinda happy and excited. hehehe^^ Talked to Zhu Loong even, our big brother. HAHAHAD Oh, so sweet~ I MISS THEM SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3348897396355486963?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3348897396355486963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3348897396355486963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3348897396355486963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3348897396355486963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/super-duper-happy.html' title='Super Duper Happy♥'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQjTOb8tzAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/iXhh7TJ-vik/s72-c/15122010181_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-8478805492866194169</id><published>2010-12-14T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T05:41:02.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow gonna be a new day!</title><content type='html'>New day! New life! Tomorrow is my first day on job. Got the butterfly feeling in me, kinda nervous and excited! Wondering how should i dress tomorrow??? OH GOSH!!! another brain storming. I tried the uniform on me this evening, and of course I showed it to my parents. So bad! They said me look like a stick instead of a trunk! SO BAD!!! Am I that skinny??? Arrrgghhh, forget about it. Tomorrow!!! How??? I kept pulling my sister, I need her judgment, I need her to be my mirror. I kept practicing the same script, "Good morning and Welcome~". I know, it's funny and embarrassed. Nevermind, let it be. Go to bed now, and wake up early tomorrow. Everything will be nice and smooth. Don't forget, tomorrow, results will be released tomorrow, at 5pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-8478805492866194169?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/8478805492866194169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=8478805492866194169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8478805492866194169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/8478805492866194169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/tomorrow-gonna-be-new-day.html' title='Tomorrow gonna be a new day!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-1789728652943420867</id><published>2010-12-13T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T07:36:05.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait n' Wait n' Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQY3VUD6AsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/6QPHG6b1MFs/s1600/While_we_wait____by_MeninaLua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQY3VUD6AsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/6QPHG6b1MFs/s400/While_we_wait____by_MeninaLua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550184430082589378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urrrgghh~ the time is slugging. I couldn't wait for next year, March when the school reopen and the next semester starts. I MISS THEM SO MUCH!!! Everyday I keeps thinking, when it's gonna be??? when??? how many days left??? Look at the calender, slash off the dates by dates until the day comes. Tired of waiting. I wish I have a remote control that can fast forward the time just by a 'click'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 13th December!!! One day! After one day, I'll know whether I past my exams or not. I wish i could score all the units. May God bless me and my friends. We tried hard, and we did our best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-1789728652943420867?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/1789728652943420867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=1789728652943420867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1789728652943420867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1789728652943420867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/wait-n-wait-n-wait.html' title='Wait n&apos; Wait n&apos; Wait'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TQY3VUD6AsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/6QPHG6b1MFs/s72-c/While_we_wait____by_MeninaLua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-2935206202376010240</id><published>2010-12-10T09:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:37:31.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so satisfied!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf_JVV12oHk/TgQg2VK9jHI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Ki1G6TBH1Z4/s1600/Sunset_jump_by_wisekidd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf_JVV12oHk/TgQg2VK9jHI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Ki1G6TBH1Z4/s400/Sunset_jump_by_wisekidd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621654352633367666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW AARON'S RECORD, I ATE 40 PCS OF "SHAO MAI" DUMPLINGS!!! WHAT A RECORD! Do you believe??? Do you wanna challenge??? Break this record??? Duh~ I know you can't do it. Honestly, my breakfast was 40 pcs of "shao mai", it's really delicious and juicy. You can try it, all the dim sum in Wong Kok Restaurant are really nice, tasty, bravo! Thanks to my mum, cause she paid my bill. hehe^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a good news! 1, 2, 3!!! OMG!!! I got my job!!! I got my job!!! I'm free from the boredom shell! Can believe it!!! I'm so damn happy, not just happy but DAMN HAPPY!!! I couldn't believe that they would really hire me as a part-timer, I'm really appreciate for the acceptation. Thanks to Ms. Rosaline and of course my beloved teacher, Geraldine and the brother, Gerald, thanks guys. I can feel like I'm winning an academy award which under Oscar, and I'm standing on the stage giving my thank you speech. First of all, thanks God, you've lead my this way, you shine my life and I know you love me, I love you too Papa. Second, my daddy and my mummy, without you guys, I won't here staring at my lappy and typing out my post. Especially my mum, when I told her that I got accepted by so and so company, she straight away asked and said:"Boy, you didn't bring back your leather shoes from miri right??? You left it there right??? Lets go shopping, I'm a member in Hush Puppies!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you more mum. My been through and stuff, My feelings and words. All my happiness are from you. Thank you&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,sans-serif;font-size:18px;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blog-icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a href="http://vivian-091.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2935206202376010240?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2935206202376010240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2935206202376010240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2935206202376010240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2935206202376010240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-so-satisfied.html' title='I&apos;m so satisfied!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf_JVV12oHk/TgQg2VK9jHI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Ki1G6TBH1Z4/s72-c/Sunset_jump_by_wisekidd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-7895634021530375635</id><published>2010-12-09T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T06:49:02.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Skin, My Flesh, My Soul.</title><content type='html'>It's already three days, I didn't wash my face properly, WHY??? Cause my cleanser is finished, so as my Off With Those Heads! I NEED IT SO MUCH! I've been seeking and looking for my luxurious cleanser around the whole KK. It's very hard for me to get it GOSH! Whole Malaysia, it's only available in Sasa the facial shop. How unique it is. Now then I know. Everything I need is out of stock! Oh dear me. My cleanser, my serum, my toner, OMG! I'm gonna kill myself. I can't live without them. I can feel my skins are rotting now. Such a serious matter! What to do??? Actually, I've been thinking of whether I should call someone I know in KL to help me out. Help me to get so called "luxurious babies" from KL Sasa's outlet and then post them to me. Can??? Can anyone??? duh~ just forget about it. No one would really help me. So what??? The same words, Wait n' Rot. I'm just have to wait until next year, next month, then I will be able to get them, my babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*An extra tip from me, clear water will do, a substitute for any cleansers. HAHAHAD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-7895634021530375635?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/7895634021530375635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=7895634021530375635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7895634021530375635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/7895634021530375635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-skin-my-flesh-my-soul.html' title='My Skin, My Flesh, My Soul.'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</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-3117470225784938415.post-5394503933842486758</id><published>2010-12-08T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T06:56:12.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissapointed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TP-cbzIoweI/AAAAAAAAAzc/7Xeif27VydI/s1600/1410398234_c341320704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TP-cbzIoweI/AAAAAAAAAzc/7Xeif27VydI/s400/1410398234_c341320704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548325267340575202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My first time being interviewed!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I couldn't face it, I'm such a horrible creep! I don't know what I was talking about, and I shouldn't be that confident! What the heck! I didn't know it was a formal interview, I showed up in the office, sitting on the bench, waiting for the call! I dressed up myself neat and smart, who knows my hair got blown STUPID WIND! everything messed up, I did look like a crazy man looking for a job! Sigh~ Sad. What to do??? the same word, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAIT n' ROT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-5394503933842486758?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/5394503933842486758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=5394503933842486758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5394503933842486758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/5394503933842486758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/dissapointed.html' title='Dissapointed!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TP-cbzIoweI/AAAAAAAAAzc/7Xeif27VydI/s72-c/1410398234_c341320704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4759956922597117359</id><published>2010-12-07T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T06:46:18.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy Expands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TP5IbVK05gI/AAAAAAAAAzU/JHPEKgj3qDo/s1600/Tummy_Bunny_by_CandyQween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TP5IbVK05gI/AAAAAAAAAzU/JHPEKgj3qDo/s400/Tummy_Bunny_by_CandyQween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547951425343251970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can feel my tummy! It's tight and big! OH GOSH!!! I shouldn't let this happen! NO WAY!!! I've been eating the whole day, every minute every second... STOP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If this thing keeps on going, i swear to GOD, I wouldn't see my toes again!!! HAHAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But please, only for this week. After this week i'll continue my healthy diet again, maintain my weight, workout for my tummy, flat tummy will do! *cross my fingers* no jokes no lies this time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4759956922597117359?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4759956922597117359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4759956922597117359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4759956922597117359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4759956922597117359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/tummy-expands.html' title='Tummy Expands!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TP5IbVK05gI/AAAAAAAAAzU/JHPEKgj3qDo/s72-c/Tummy_Bunny_by_CandyQween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-4414963118995105681</id><published>2010-12-03T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T06:05:50.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drips n' Drops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TPj3CDLDgTI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PM6CIQ6WfKo/s1600/Its_A_Rainy_Day_by_MitchGuy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TPj3CDLDgTI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PM6CIQ6WfKo/s400/Its_A_Rainy_Day_by_MitchGuy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546454555690238258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's raining, it's pouring;&lt;br /&gt;The old man is snoring.&lt;br /&gt;He went to bed and he&lt;br /&gt;Bumped his head&lt;br /&gt;And he couldn't get up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is cold and it's making me sleepy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OH GOSH! I LOVE THE WEATHER SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt; Though, I've been lying on my bed the whole day, still I'm leaving to my dreamland now. It's 10p.m now, i know it's kinda early, but it's really cozy hiding under my warm blanket. I would like to share if you don't mind. HAHAHAD GOODNIGHT~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*muackzzz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-4414963118995105681?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/4414963118995105681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=4414963118995105681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4414963118995105681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/4414963118995105681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/drips-n-drops.html' title='Drips n&apos; Drops'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TPj3CDLDgTI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PM6CIQ6WfKo/s72-c/Its_A_Rainy_Day_by_MitchGuy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-6684417261738722841</id><published>2010-12-01T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T06:52:39.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TPZfAer7WLI/AAAAAAAAAy8/uWSHpUIsWPU/s1600/I%2BNEED%2BA%2BJOB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TPZfAer7WLI/AAAAAAAAAy8/uWSHpUIsWPU/s400/I%2BNEED%2BA%2BJOB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545724452995291314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Rotten skins, rancid smell, dying life! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I WANNA WORK!!! I NEED A JOB!!! I DON'T WANNA STAY AT HOME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to interview at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LABUAN FAR EAST MOTOR&lt;/span&gt;, no vacancy available. Got rejected by my dad, oh dear~ Start wondering, WHERE SHOULD I WORK??? Can anyone help me??? Hire me please!!! I need your help!!!&lt;br /&gt;Job sickness, what's wrong with me??? Never had this feeling before, craving for job!!! GOSH! Maybe because me and my friends, we talked about it, and it makes me like, if i don't work, it shows that I'm useless. I don't wanna be that, I've abilities, I can walk, I can move, I can do anything!!! Anything will do!!! Please~ Hire me!!! I know you need me!!! As if, hahahaD Is your loss if you don't hire me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Going for an interview next week, God please, let it be, let me get it!!! I'll tick a smile for that, i swear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-6684417261738722841?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/6684417261738722841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=6684417261738722841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6684417261738722841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/6684417261738722841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-need-job.html' title='I need a job!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TPZfAer7WLI/AAAAAAAAAy8/uWSHpUIsWPU/s72-c/I%2BNEED%2BA%2BJOB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3194329783016572744</id><published>2010-11-26T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T06:48:09.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's always Happy n' Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TO_GlNwlqaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/LqZXH-8qmNs/s1600/everyone_are_happy____by_wojtar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TO_GlNwlqaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/LqZXH-8qmNs/s400/everyone_are_happy____by_wojtar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543868008967285154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th, November 2010, the day when most of the people are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;GOD set everything, he drew us to met, and I'm happy to have this bunch of friends! Honestly, I love you guys very much!!! I love you guys most and more! Seriously, I'm gonna miss you guys so bad!!! Take care guys!!! though, 3 months are too long for me, but I know, you guys are always in my heart! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LOVE YOU GUYS~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blog-icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a href="http://izzy220310.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3194329783016572744?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3194329783016572744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3194329783016572744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3194329783016572744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3194329783016572744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-always-happy-n-sad.html' title='It&apos;s always Happy n&apos; Sad'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TO_GlNwlqaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/LqZXH-8qmNs/s72-c/everyone_are_happy____by_wojtar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-3931673972544838613</id><published>2010-11-23T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:26:33.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not A Lucky Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOvTG3a7KxI/AAAAAAAAAxs/qNlaUaxEtmA/s1600/a_bad_day__by_quemas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOvTG3a7KxI/AAAAAAAAAxs/qNlaUaxEtmA/s400/a_bad_day__by_quemas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542755881319082770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone pulled me up this morning, from my dream. Early in the morning, around 5am. I was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE HECK! WHAT'S WRONG??? I NEARLY STOP BREATHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend asked me, where did I put my wallet. How should I know, said in my mind.  I went out from the room, and tried to seek for my wallet, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;OH GOSH!!! WHERE THE HECK IS IT???&lt;/span&gt; I thought i left it on the dining table??? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;YA, I'M SURE OF IT!&lt;/span&gt; But it wasn't there! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;SO THE BAD THING IS HERE: MY WALLET GOT STOLEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR DEAR DEAR, everything gone! Money, cards, photos... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT A BAD DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(continue my sleep after the whole blurring system)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-3931673972544838613?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/3931673972544838613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=3931673972544838613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3931673972544838613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/3931673972544838613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/11/not-lucky-day.html' title='Not A Lucky Day'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOvTG3a7KxI/AAAAAAAAAxs/qNlaUaxEtmA/s72-c/a_bad_day__by_quemas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-1302148661563585923</id><published>2010-11-22T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T09:15:21.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Night~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOqhM1ku0UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/qITq2f9ANxw/s1600/Depths_of_Slumber___11_of_365_by_escaped_emotions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOqhM1ku0UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/qITq2f9ANxw/s400/Depths_of_Slumber___11_of_365_by_escaped_emotions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542419533344461122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the fourth night I'm staying at my friends' house. Luckily, they are kind enough to share me their shelter^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH! It's 1.11a.m, I gotta sleep! My last and final exam, tomorrow morning! I have to study hard and do my best during the exam, Finance 203! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;AARON, YOU HAVE TO GET HD FOR IT!!! YOU MUST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-1302148661563585923?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/1302148661563585923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=1302148661563585923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1302148661563585923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/1302148661563585923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-night.html' title='Another Night~'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOqhM1ku0UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/qITq2f9ANxw/s72-c/Depths_of_Slumber___11_of_365_by_escaped_emotions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3117470225784938415.post-2417435155007374808</id><published>2010-11-18T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:37:05.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more to go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOVySBcOt2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/gDXbTNYqqYY/s1600/hand-1-one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOVySBcOt2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/gDXbTNYqqYY/s400/hand-1-one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540960570499315554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't think of anything but LABUAN!!! I know the day is gonna come!!! a week more and i'll back to my family! miss damn so much. This afternoon, i did dream about them, owh~ it shows how much i miss them!!! I'm damn happy and excited! You couldn't see the tips of my smile have reach my cheeks! The days are gonna be very good!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3117470225784938415-2417435155007374808?l=ronronme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/feeds/2417435155007374808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3117470225784938415&amp;postID=2417435155007374808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2417435155007374808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3117470225784938415/posts/default/2417435155007374808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronronme.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-more-to-go.html' title='one more to go!'/><author><name>ronRon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03154917966099339581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3-jXdIMUhdE/TOVySBcOt2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/gDXbTNYqqYY/s72-c/hand-1-one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
