<?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-3586274201004117788</id><updated>2011-09-02T23:03:23.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryanarchangel.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7255897461522042858</id><published>2010-12-06T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T02:16:19.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in an Agency</title><content type='html'>You know what, quit saying I'm back and what so ever, because let's just straight to the point alright? haha!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my life right now is pretty good, and also physically pretty bad?.. Well we do get something bad in return to have something good at hands right? Not everything is for granted, so I appreciate everything I have right now even though is tough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been working at this Agency for about 5 months, and things just go pretty good as I expected! Not just that I get to save some money from my income, I also get to buy stuffs that I long wanted! What else? Clothings, Foot wears, A pair of new glasses, Some accessories though.. But yes! I'm still aiming for technologies babe!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently I am really looking forward to get myself an iPhone, 3gs or 4? the 4 has reception problem and also heat problem, it's not so stable, so I might as well get 2nd hand 3gs? If there's anybody from Malaysia selling 3gs right now, please let me know here alright? Cause it is so hard to find one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next I may need to build a new PC, first of all is for gaming of course, and as well for what I'm gonna do in the future! Designer!! So I as well need a Pen Tablet!!! Hopefully I get a chance to go to a digital mall because I hardly find someone to bring me there or accompany me, because I don't know how to get there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now back to the Agency stuff, yeah everything is cool there, but it's a hell of a struggle when it comes to rushed workflow! My first ever working hours record is 24 HOURS NON-STOP! Should I be proud of myself or what? haha! Well it's really tough, working with 2 teammates, struggling to get the work done, nagging around about how tired we were, and overall it's a good experience! I prepared a can of Redbull with me, in case this situation happens, and it did! It helped me a lot to boost up my energy! THANK YOU REDBULL!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's all I wanted to say, conclusion is, I'm glad I'm currently working in this agency, because not just I learned about the advertising workflow, but as well learned about how the real world is and how to communicate with people better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7255897461522042858?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7255897461522042858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7255897461522042858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7255897461522042858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7255897461522042858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-in-agency.html' title='Life in an Agency'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8753487793046142766</id><published>2010-08-13T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T02:35:16.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a "century" I've not blogged, and today I really feel like expressing myself here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first of all, i hope u readers have not given up reading my posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started working for 2 months already. working as a DTP Artist, something to do with press ads and final artworks. Well, it's a tough job though. Although i get to sit tight on my chair with my computer desk doing artwork stuff, but it is still a bomb on the head when it comes to facing clients' request and supervisors' guide. What else can i say? I'm just working for experience and exploring the social life, earning some income, get myself a car in future and as well start a new lifestyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started very well, it's fun, it's comfort, and had loads of laughs! But nowadays bad things just pop into my head, deeper and deeper.. darker and darker. I start to wonder, why is it my dark side of lifestyle came back to me? I thought of getting rid of it, but it couldn't let go! It's like my shadow that never leaves my trace. I started thinking childish, sensitive, and very unhappy. Sometimes i may smile for reasons that is funny during lunch with colleagues, or just feeling in a good mood. But after all those, the dark thoughts came back to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting a lot of people there, nice and kind, but their age are far more distance than mine. It's like someone build a solid wall between me and the guys in the office, I just couldn't get well with them! Maybe I'm just thinking too much? Maybe not? I do not know. But somehow that kind of feeling just drives me crazy at times, until i couldn't concentrate well in my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the second month of my job, it was my graduation day. It was 18th July, Sunday. It is great to know that I am actually graduating, but as soon as i think of college, i think of my classmates, and it leads me to unhappiness. Maybe some are good to me? I hope so. Before 18th, I was suppose to go to college to collect my gown. I went there, and well of course no classmates are there because even if they see me they will just disappear or walk pass me like they never noticed. Until i met a coursemate, a very friendly girl. She is quite nice to me as a friend, cute, funny, what else? Friendly of course! so we met after the collection, and we walk to the canteen and we split up because she had an appointment with someone. So there i go, being alone again! I made an appointment with a friend at college on that day's yesterday. at 12 pm. i waited, and he never show up! I called, it can't go through! WTF?! Then until 1pm, he called and apologise for shutting off his phone while he was doing practice with his classmates. I was like, WTF MAN? I THOUGHT WE MADE AND APPOINTMENT!! So just forget it, I went to the nearby Jusco alone, for a walk and meal there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that very day, 18th July, i brought my mom and sister and her lousy BF which his brain does not contain the word MANNERS! Fuck your own self punk! I reached there, and no classmates seem to talk to me until i started talking to them, and they answer and stopped talking to me. Went into the hall, unlucky enough I am sitting NOT beside them, but some senior students that failed previously and came back. WTF AGAIN?! So I waited all the boring talk and ceremony until it is my turn to go up, collect the EMPTY scroll and head back down to my seat. after all graduants collected their scroll, we all leave the hall. It was raining after the ceremony, just like my mood, cold like the misty rain, without any warmth around. Even it's my graduation, i do not felt happy at all. Who knows? since not much people care about my existence, I'm born to be loner I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, 2 months of working, I'm getting more and more tired of emotional problems. If i have my emotional problems all settled, then I might as well feel happy to work there. There were times I can feel people do not like me joining them for lunch and dinner, or even someone dislikes me, looking down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a new close friend there, not very close, but we almost chat every night via online. She is very nice and mature, age is way further than mine, but she can go well with me. We shared same interest at some topics, we shared problems by talking about it. Until today, I somehow felt that she does not want to me contact her via online anymore, like avoiding me or something. I don't know, maybe i was too sensitive. But she almost every night sleeps at 2am, how come whenever i online, she leaves Facebook and messenger? It gives me fear for contacting her that much. I did contact her almost everyday, she insist that it is fine to talk to me every night. But now, things change. This is reality, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, what else? i broke up with a girl 2 months ago. Shocking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes something just couldn't force to fit in, or used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I say? It's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping that I can get rid of my stupid mind, and start focus on my career!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8753487793046142766?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8753487793046142766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8753487793046142766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8753487793046142766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8753487793046142766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-1101989789856591402</id><published>2010-04-08T15:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:20:46.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My realtion life</title><content type='html'>My college life is almost done, which is a good and bad news. I can relax, but need to work soon. REAL WORKING. i believe i can handle it. Since its the end of my 'student' life, it is time for me and the others to celebrate this joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of having fun for this last semester, but everything seems so messed up. My assignments werent done well, exhibition sucks, weak team communication, what else? it disappoints me that my logo for the event i used and showed to the public, and i get nothing. What is wrong with those people? So they can just take away my rights for my design? And not offering me anything? Bullshit! Says there is a certificate for me, I HOPE THAT IS TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now everything is over, i can finally release the pressure that is bothering me, and perhaps go for a gathering or have fun with my loved one. But everytime i try to meet up with these people, its hard to make them communicate with me. it really makes me feel like i'm left behind. I'm just like any other people around the world, ordinary and nice, why cant they just be nice to me? atleast understand my situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;Everywhere i go around the street, i can see people hanging out with a large group of friends. Fun and happy, laughing all the way, playing all the way. seeing these happy groups sometimes makes me very jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;For my primary school friends, I've never seen them for like 10 years. They have many gatherings, but not including me. Try to contact them, they seem so COCKY and ignore. WTF man? cant they just grow up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;Secondary school for not least, i have less friends, but i still have a group of guys. So wat? for 3 years, they have gatherings for many times but not even once im there! i only get to see 2 of them, which is quite well with me. the others just make me feel that they dont wanna see me. for thi upcoming saturday, ive already ask the head of the group. hope he'll do something for it because i cant manage to contact others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;Now, college classmates, they went to somewhere fun after the exhibition without me. It hurts so much. although i cant really join them due to transport, but cant they atleast ask? problems can be solved right? its obvious they wouldnt want me to spoil the fun. or is it im thinking too much? seeing picture in facebook, im nt even in their happy photo album of our course group like "crazy with D5" or "D5 gang". is it im too tall to be with them or what? they felt pressure? should i just break my leg then? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;GOD, where the hell is true friendship? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman'font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-1101989789856591402?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1101989789856591402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=1101989789856591402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1101989789856591402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1101989789856591402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-realtion-life.html' title='My realtion life'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6717339170276440387</id><published>2010-01-25T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:11:55.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been talkin' to one of my high school friend, Suzanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to her on facebook, because I'm so bored at the college CITC, I just need someone to chat with. Since I've not talked to her for so long, so i decided to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked along many things. How am I how is she, what I'm on what she's on, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly tell me that this saturday was her Birthday party. Most of the high school friends were invited to the party. Since she was talking to me, she invited me as well. As soon as she invited me, I just felt that I shouldn't go. YES indeed I'm looking forward to see her and others, but somehow i just feel that I'm not welcomed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, flashing past moments were travelling through my head. Makes me think of what we did during high school, how friendly we were, things happening between us, and then BOOM, our relationship just went down like a sinking ship. Who's fault anyway? Me? or them? No one is to be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While thinking all these things, I chat along with her saying i shouldn't go, just felt that I'm not welcomed. I'm just a guy with exceeded height without any great talent or popularity. Im just normal. Simple ordinary guy that wishes so badly to have really true friends. So until then we stopped the converstion because she need to get off to work. At the moment, I was thinking, SHOULD I GO? OR SHOULDN'T??? Her house was just at Kelana Jaya, it is near though. They were all so good looking, and they went to club. Honestly I've never been clubbing before in my life. I did went into the venue but then it is not to club but to meet someone and come out for a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne, thanks for willingly to talk to me, for what I've done to you in the past, that makes you so upset. I'm sorry. You;re truely a matured person, and a true friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6717339170276440387?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6717339170276440387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6717339170276440387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6717339170276440387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6717339170276440387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2010/01/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7947463071418994879</id><published>2010-01-04T14:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:33:43.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2010,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a new year, and it's a new begining.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life changes, things changes, and some things still remains.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well i have alot to share today, I'll just splash it all here in this post!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well first thing, I brought a new cell phone! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing expensive, average price but i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422778071627759842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/S0GT7M8mgOI/AAAAAAAAATw/SILHR-sP_A8/s400/Nokia-X3-black-red.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's the Nokia X3, nothing much but music and entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;Sleeck slim slide, just felt great when i get my hands on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second thing, lifestyle changes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents now has a career, but it was a career that will change our life back to when i was a kid. They work as hawkers. Selling Penang style curry mee at Kota Damansara. The restaurant is called "777" cafe i guess, if you guys get to go there for meal, remember to try my parent's Curry Mee! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that they are busying with the new career, my mom now is either resign from the Sheer Secret facial company, or just stick to it. If she would just keep the job, then we will have double income and our life will be much more better comparing 2009. Well 2009 is really hard for my parents, and now this hawker stall's business is going great! one day we could earn about 300-500! Plus the ingredients we need to use does not cost much, so in time, we can enjoy our life happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a negative side. They start their hawker at 3pm everyday, so whenever i came back from college, i need to walk all the way from the Ikano to my condo. It's quite a distance and tiring because i have to walk up the hill. What can i do? well just take it as an exercise then. I seldom exercise nowadays so this should be a good thing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirdly, relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship with my loved one is truely great, but at times, there is ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;Happy goings happens when we celebrate my bday, celebrate Xmas, Celebrate New Year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;We had great meal together, we laughed, we joyed. And we watch the Avatar too! (Man that movie was awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, arguements do come along in relationship. Misunderstandings, too much thoughts, this is what a girl always do, think think and think. Well they always think things that is negative, not like us, the GUYS, who always thinks positive and solve problems whenever an issue is ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried for days, think so badly that it makes me feel sad either. Well a guy won't easily cry isnt it? Not like Korean dramas where they just love to cry, NUTS! I'm tough so there wil be no tears before blood! (Like how chinese people said) I've tried my best to give her what she wants, giving her care everyday, and most of all, loving her deeper day by day. But sometimes arguements like this just make me feel irritated. Explaned so much at end up wouldn't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, if you're reading this, i wanted to tell you that i really love you, i could give you everything just to see you smile happily in front of me. Your happiness with me is my reward for loving you, and i want nothing more but only you being with me. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that's it for now, i have nothing to share already. any further updates will be posted here soon! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh ya! HAPPY NEW YEAR! you have 2 years left to enjoy before we end up 2012! HAHA! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7947463071418994879?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7947463071418994879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7947463071418994879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7947463071418994879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7947463071418994879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/S0GT7M8mgOI/AAAAAAAAATw/SILHR-sP_A8/s72-c/Nokia-X3-black-red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-202248471830127037</id><published>2009-12-04T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:11:53.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday 2009!!! :) (29th november)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411320982846840002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sxjfw3Q0HMI/AAAAAAAAATg/rWeGWHKFstA/s400/DSC03544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411320978242205986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SxjfwmG--SI/AAAAAAAAATY/IoDvtCophQ8/s400/DSC03529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411320422729195858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SxjfQQqXIVI/AAAAAAAAATA/TvDX3E5AIUk/s400/DSC03530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411320437791378482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SxjfRIxdzDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Sqfowtcm384/s400/DSC03536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411320427863962466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SxjfQjylc2I/AAAAAAAAATI/U9rzP1afNm0/s400/DSC03531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411320987174681826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SxjfxHYpvOI/AAAAAAAAATo/KeEc6JBJM_s/s400/DSC03545.jpg" /&gt;Vivo The Curve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3586274201004117788-202248471830127037?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/202248471830127037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=202248471830127037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/202248471830127037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/202248471830127037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-birthday-2009.html' title='My Birthday 2009!!! :) (29th november)'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sxjfw3Q0HMI/AAAAAAAAATg/rWeGWHKFstA/s72-c/DSC03544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5528331811414461934</id><published>2009-10-08T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:19:34.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont know what to post.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, long time i haven been updating this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened and going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know what is going on with my life now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss my secondary school lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries about so many things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hard to keep in touch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder if they ever still treat me as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I still in their thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-5528331811414461934?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5528331811414461934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5528331811414461934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5528331811414461934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5528331811414461934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-know-what-to-post.html' title='Dont know what to post.'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7715679208331297166</id><published>2009-07-03T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:19:26.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metropolitan Square Condominium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354126654644279634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sk2t0zSF2VI/AAAAAAAAASM/EAE1qfs8FuU/s400/490991153_85031ffd53_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Metropolitan Square Condominium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey guys, such a long time i have not updated this site. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wonder what i am busying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well as you know my computer break down right? So i can't online often! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Secondly, Me and my family moved to a new home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's a condominium at Metropolitan Square, Damansara Perdana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354126662182120962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sk2t1PXQLgI/AAAAAAAAASU/GccnwdbKeg4/s400/bellaroma-map2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Location&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well it sounds glamourous, but it's not a glamourous idea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Me and my family moved due to our Bandar Utama home rental tenancy agreement contract over, and the owner wanted to raise the rental fee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We can't afford the rental any longer, so we decided to move to a small comfy condo. It's rental of course, and it's 2nd floor only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We don't expect much, a place for us to stay is enough already. The place s not bad! It has club house, 2 swimming pool, high security, and many other facilities. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Although my room has no door, no fan, and only a light. But it's quite ok for me because i manage to settle it. What to do? my room is consider a nice bright room already. My sisters' are dark because the sunshine to the window were blocked by another block. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just to let you guys know about this, and don't ever look for me at BU again! haha!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ciao! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S. : We manage to get rid of our grandmother, well she is irritating, and we say so but not as cruel as you think so, she moved to my uncle's place. My parent were like (HOORAY!!!) haha...&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/3586274201004117788-7715679208331297166?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7715679208331297166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7715679208331297166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7715679208331297166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7715679208331297166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/metropolitan-square-condominium.html' title='Metropolitan Square Condominium'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sk2t0zSF2VI/AAAAAAAAASM/EAE1qfs8FuU/s72-c/490991153_85031ffd53_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2378840860636957421</id><published>2009-06-04T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:41:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No parking sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sid6NmA83cI/AAAAAAAAASE/t27WplfKRhk/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343373856859807170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sid6NmA83cI/AAAAAAAAASE/t27WplfKRhk/s400/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the house gate of my neighbour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notice the NO PARKING SIGN hanging there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come and take a visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is at Bandar Utama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I am not telling you where!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Find out where by finding out where I live!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA!!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2378840860636957421?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2378840860636957421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2378840860636957421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2378840860636957421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2378840860636957421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-parking-sign.html' title='No parking sign'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sid6NmA83cI/AAAAAAAAASE/t27WplfKRhk/s72-c/DSC00083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4244190203685606485</id><published>2009-06-03T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:02:43.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer broken, Moving</title><content type='html'>Currently i seldom online, due to technical problem at home, which is my computer broken again.&lt;br /&gt;Can use it for all purposes, except for online.&lt;br /&gt;My mother board is like half dead, half of the contents were broken, so are my network card and network card plug.&lt;br /&gt;So i can't online with it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna move to a new home soon, some apartment at PJ.&lt;br /&gt;Many things have to do then.&lt;br /&gt;Changing billing adress, packing, dumping unwanted stuffs, etc...&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say BYE BYE to Bandar Utama, a home that i had stayed for more than 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apartment is good!&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to stay in an apartment, because it is cooling, and less dust.&lt;br /&gt;Small and comfy, swimming pool and other facilities.&lt;br /&gt;NICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be moving to Pelangi papartment.&lt;br /&gt;Nice choice though...&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything goes well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4244190203685606485?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4244190203685606485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4244190203685606485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4244190203685606485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4244190203685606485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/computer-broken-moving.html' title='Computer broken, Moving'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6318401075673371946</id><published>2009-05-20T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:52:48.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving test passed</title><content type='html'>YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 times of failure in driving test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally passed!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6318401075673371946?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6318401075673371946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6318401075673371946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6318401075673371946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6318401075673371946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-test-passed.html' title='Driving test passed'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4345867862774169368</id><published>2009-05-20T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:51:55.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thief + House = Stolen items</title><content type='html'>12th May 2009, my home was robbed by one or more thieves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11am, i was playing wit my computer, till a few minutes later, i went back to sleep in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1230pm, my parents rush into my room to see if i am OK, well i am alright, just sleeping like normal, but something is wrong, then i heard my mom said "our house is being entered by thief." I stunned there standing in front of my room, and after awhile i move to see if things were lost. Unfortunately, my mom's company laptop were stolen, her hand phone were stolen, sister's hand phone were stolen, grandma's hand phone were stolen, a box of fake jewelries were stolen, grandma's gold accessories were stolen, and some money were stolen too. The thieves enter the house by cutting the inner steel gate beside the main entrance of the house, cutting the pad lock ring on the steel gate.mom and grandma's wardrobe were a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very lucky to be here today because they did not hurt me when they saw me. If i were awake, they might have stabbed me with a knife, or tied me up with ropes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder sister were lucky too, her passport were not stolen, her mp3 were not stolen, and camera were not stolen too. My younger sister came back home from school crying badly because she lost her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4345867862774169368?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4345867862774169368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4345867862774169368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4345867862774169368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4345867862774169368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/thief-house-stolen-items.html' title='Thief + House = Stolen items'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7588410269721991546</id><published>2009-04-25T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:35:54.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Photos are a memorable thing, that captures all the sweet and happy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter if it is pretty, or ugly, it is still beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just want to let you guys know that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever delete photos of very important moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7588410269721991546?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7588410269721991546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7588410269721991546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7588410269721991546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7588410269721991546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2691303052744435116</id><published>2009-04-20T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:17:05.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SetOAqX4kFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9c_U1uY8JE8/s1600-h/DSC01536.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/_rT4-wktcCiI/SetOAqX4kFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9c_U1uY8JE8/s400/DSC01536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326436757577175122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning today, woke up at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Not like my usual day huh.. Waking up early its because i am going for a camp visit of my cousin at National Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my mom is not the one driving, she is not going. Aunt came over from Puchong to fetch me, and the purpose i go? is to see my darling of course. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reached my home about 830am. LATE.. Because they said they are gonna arrive at 7. Well its normal for girls to be late, am I right? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a long journey for sure, because we are travelling to Tapah, Kem Chenderiang. FAR MAN... But nevermind, someone sweet is accompanying me.. :). We reached at around 11, i guess.. because the travel so long that everyone is blurred, until something happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the camp, we stopped by at a petrol station to buy food and drinks. She insist of paying for us, so she carry along her hand bag. When she pay, she take out her purse and pay, and she left her hand bag at the counter. We did not realise it until we almost reach the camp. She was really really worry because when she called her phone, it cannot be called through.(her phone and bank card is inside.) so we no choice but to visit her sister first, then only we get back there to find the bag. Until around 1pm, we leave the camp, said goodbye to her sister, and hurry get to the station to get the bag. And good news, it is still there. Shops have CCTV, they don't dare to steal, so i kept asking her to calm down, because its gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bag was found, and everything is alright. Seeing her face smile once again, makes me feel more calm and happy. After that, we travel AGAIN, to Ipoh. to buy her parents noodle ingredients, and visit her grandma. Had lunch there as well. Then we travel till 5pm only reached my home. Great fun and excitement today... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2691303052744435116?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2691303052744435116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2691303052744435116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2691303052744435116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2691303052744435116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/camp-visit.html' title='Camp Visit'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SetOAqX4kFI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9c_U1uY8JE8/s72-c/DSC01536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8427502335756120753</id><published>2009-04-03T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:04:53.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED</title><content type='html'>I'm back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while i have not been updating this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where should i start for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tiring classes&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friday, and it's Chinese classes all day long, starting from 8am to 2pm. NON-STOP.&lt;br /&gt;Very tiring because, I regret chosen this subject because i'm not very good in Chinese. I don't even have time for my breakfast, I can have it but i have to skip the lecture class, going to a class late is not what i like to do. So ending up i only ate 2 pieces of roast bun for breakfast+lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Delayed payment&lt;br /&gt;You guys still wondering about my college fee? its only rm560 for this semester, and, I HAVE NOT PAYED IT YET. Why? Like what my mom said, FINANCIAL PROBLEM. its only such a small amount and she could not even pay it. today the office called my mom about the payment. If i were not paying it on monday I WILL BE BARRED FROM THE EXAMINATION. Means there will be no EXAMS for this semester FOR ME. So what happens next? you guys figure it out then. And i have to take the trouble to go to the office, talk to the office staff, get a DAMN REINSTATEMENT FORM, fill it, along with a formal letter that i have to write it IMMEDIATELY, and hand it up. after that, TOMORROW, i have classes, but i still need to bring the DAMN BILL for the office to photostat or whatever shit they are doing. and the payment on monday is BANK PAYMENT. or i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Misunderstanding i guess&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm so tired and stressed out for the whole day, of course its time to have a little chat with my darling. So we just sms and she called me a while. when i reached home, i'm FUCKING HUNGRY. Dad fetch me home so when we were at the living room, he asked me to eat those left over DIM SUM where its only a few siu mai and dumplings. ate, still hungry of course. Then she called me and talk again, then we chat at the living room. i speak quite softly because im tired, and she knew today i was in quite a bad mood about everything. so she asked me why i talk so soft, and obviously its im tired. so i just answer her im tired but i misses her. after awhile i'm tired till the limit already. So i wanted a nap and requested her for stopping the chat, and i will sms her as soon as i wake up. after i wake up, i sms her asked her to call me if she wants, and no reply. i head over for a shower, went down for dinner, and uses my computer for games. Then she finally replied me saying she dont know that her phone rang while she watches TV and her phone s in silent mode, ALWAYS.. then she called and talk, i'm relaxing with some games, cuz when im tired or stressed i need games to chill out. So i said that im busying playing awhile, ill be back shortly, then she immediately said ok la duwan talk lor, i asked her to sms me, she said ok. then she sms me a long message regarding that i did not really care her much. HAIZ... I'm too tired, so i did not realize, and she said she was alone at home all day long, she misses me very much. So i apologized. Of course i do love her, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, this post its kinda MUCH for lazy readers. especially SHU PING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8427502335756120753?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8427502335756120753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8427502335756120753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8427502335756120753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8427502335756120753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired.html' title='TIRED'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2877604147618866858</id><published>2009-03-26T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:48:10.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billabong design</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Assignment : Paper Bag design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand : Billabong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sctq4jkWlYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jKjybF9pw3E/s1600-h/jpeg+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sctq4jkWlYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jKjybF9pw3E/s400/jpeg+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317461304893937026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SctrGAs9sHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZMh1cfmnW7A/s1600-h/bag+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SctrGAs9sHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZMh1cfmnW7A/s400/bag+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317461536052981874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2877604147618866858?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2877604147618866858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2877604147618866858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2877604147618866858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2877604147618866858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/billabong-design.html' title='Billabong design'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/Sctq4jkWlYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jKjybF9pw3E/s72-c/jpeg+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5050927635601298646</id><published>2009-03-22T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:51:41.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(&gt;_&lt;")</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScZS92aiMnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AmDOGCxZRac/s1600-h/CIMG0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScZS92aiMnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AmDOGCxZRac/s400/CIMG0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316027632689754738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift from my loved one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She have one too... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other than that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I met up wit her and her family at the curve, her mom fetch me along because she came to my house to collect something, so i follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course following it because of meeting her, if not, i won't follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brother went for a haircut, her little sister just came along, we went to A&amp;amp;W for tea time, then her mom had a haircut there also, then we went to kopitiam for their dinner while i have steambot waiting for me at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up going home at 10, LATE... but never mind lar... Its still fun to see her today. :)&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/3586274201004117788-5050927635601298646?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5050927635601298646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5050927635601298646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5050927635601298646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5050927635601298646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_22.html' title='(&gt;_&lt;&quot;)'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScZS92aiMnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AmDOGCxZRac/s72-c/CIMG0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3338779822270320810</id><published>2009-03-18T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:52:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.="</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScEJrAyFhoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/k2GIywtwbY0/s1600-h/computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScEJrAyFhoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/k2GIywtwbY0/s400/computer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314539669822998146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScEJq2BXrEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/aavm4B8cVvk/s1600-h/Lightning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScEJq2BXrEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/aavm4B8cVvk/s400/Lightning1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314539666934312002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScEJrekAu3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/X44ghTmwKko/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScEJrekAu3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/X44ghTmwKko/s400/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314539677817027442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Power supply, Network card, and Streamyx modem.&lt;br /&gt;SHORT CIRCUIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For 6 days i have not been online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING : Always UNPLUG your main switch if there is a storm coming.&lt;br /&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/3586274201004117788-3338779822270320810?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3338779822270320810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3338779822270320810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3338779822270320810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3338779822270320810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='=.=&quot;'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/ScEJrAyFhoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/k2GIywtwbY0/s72-c/computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4090971783633657197</id><published>2009-03-18T15:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:56:20.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;001. Real Name: Ywen Jun Kit, Ryan (just a nickname)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): Gou Lou（高佬), Lion, Lion King, Kit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 19&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope: Sagittarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;005. Male or Female: Male&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: Forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;007. Middle School: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SRJK (C) Damansara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. High School: SMK Bandar Utama Damansara (4)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. College School: TARC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: Black always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;011. Long or Short: Short&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: Depends on mood, Happy=Loud, Unhappy=Quiet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;014. Phone or Camera: Phone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Health Freak: Sometimes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: Drink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;019. Piercings: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;022. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship: 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: No idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;026. First Award: Form 4 Class Best Arts Percentage Award (sucks)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;028. First Pet: Fish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: Port Dickson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight: Nope, feelings i suppose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday: Can't remember&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: Never had one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;033. First sport you joined: Badminton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice: Apple juice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: Rock&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: Screamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: Backstreet boys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: Night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: Moon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet: INTERNET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: Playstation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug: Kiss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: Iguana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: Spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;046. Fall or spring: Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: Only used iTunes before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: Soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;050. Drinking: Na-ah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level: From 1-10, it would be 5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: Start my work soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;053. Listening to: TV sounds from downstairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: Planned to do my essay and illustration&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: My computer (i am using laptop, computer struck by lightning :(, fixed!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level: Medium&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: Certainly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?: Think so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?: Of course&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. When?: After I got a stable job, around age of 25+ perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;061. How many kids do you want: 1-3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name on the mind: Na-ah, BLANK..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little: Engineer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind: Creative Director/Designer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or wild: Mellow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: Commit suicide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die: =.= Nobody wants to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Which is the better in the boy/girl you like(in the future)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes: Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: Romantic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: Shorter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring?: Caring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous?: Romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?: None&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?: Relationship&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;077. Muscular or normal: Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong face="verdana"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;083. Killed somebody: Ya, killed a BUG. Is that somebody? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;084. Broken some one's heart: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: Yes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died: No, stay tough..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: Ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: Ya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: Ya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: Ya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="verdana"&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now?: OF COURSE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now?: Not really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God?: Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.xanga.com/btriceee"&gt;Beatrice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.celia-wong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Celia Wong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://feverishgreen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://skybluejl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jun Leong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://fangyangxiaohai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Park Mun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://shirleydonkey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shirley Yap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/yEepiyaYa"&gt;Shu Ping&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://goumuiyan-suki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://teera-airen1207.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://cid-4d266a3afd243649.spaces.live.com/"&gt;Wei Bing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4090971783633657197?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4090971783633657197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4090971783633657197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4090971783633657197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4090971783633657197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2149151597295009658</id><published>2009-03-10T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:43:59.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>This year, it will be a big change in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial problem is increasing and increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be living at Bandar Utama anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I might not be able to study anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I might not be able to online so often anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I might have to live in a fucking small apartment,&lt;br /&gt;I might have to work fucking hard for the family,&lt;br /&gt;I might lost all my precious times in college,&lt;br /&gt;I might lost all my precious times with my loved one,&lt;br /&gt;I might lost all my entertainment times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happen right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever say that i am rich because i never was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it goes down like a sinking boat,&lt;br /&gt;or a time bomb ready to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this is not gonna happen,&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wanted to continue my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only son in my family, I mean the whole Ywen family.&lt;br /&gt;I could not be uneducated, i could not be unambitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys think that the situation you all are having now are worst than mine then i am gonna tell you that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom owes a huge amount of money to 2 places, my parents are smokers and drinkers, my house is rented and it cost a lot, my father is jobless, my mom facing to jobs, i am so fucking out of direction right now because i don't know what to do. Perhaps i have to cancel my driving test that cost me rm265, try to borrow cash from friend or anyone to pay my fucking college fees and return them when i get to work part time at some shit place that i could ever find. after that me and my family are gonna move to a new damn small apartment if we could find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone still wants to compare with me FINE GO AHEAD. I LET YOU WIN. because my situation is so bad that NO ONE will ever understand. I'M FUCKING LOST RIGHT NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2149151597295009658?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2149151597295009658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2149151597295009658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2149151597295009658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2149151597295009658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7346074813537141106</id><published>2009-03-07T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:22:25.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe..</title><content type='html'>Today went dating again... YEAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Utama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She get to come because her mom came for ecosway training..&lt;br /&gt;So she get to go date with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration is short, so we only do a few things there..&lt;br /&gt;Jalan-jalan lar... Makan-makan lar... Duduk-duduk lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got what??&lt;br /&gt;Sure is actions that couples do lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... felt so like could not let her go.. SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its ok, because the date today is so much happier than before..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7346074813537141106?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7346074813537141106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7346074813537141106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7346074813537141106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7346074813537141106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/hehe.html' title='hehe..'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2531644854680634011</id><published>2009-03-04T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:36:19.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Semester</title><content type='html'>3rd semester already begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is suppose to be monday, but i was informed by my classmate about classes from monday to wednesday is canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its wednesday, which means tomorrow is the college life AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad thought, just get to be busy again, so DAMN BORED at home doing nothing.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can go college lor... GOOD LOR..... HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Get to meet my classmates, miss them so much... hmmm........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester only has 2 subject, hmm... very relax isnt it? hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2531644854680634011?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2531644854680634011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2531644854680634011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2531644854680634011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2531644854680634011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/3rd-semester.html' title='3rd Semester'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8491603678742531086</id><published>2009-02-27T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:21:25.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz.......</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, me, my mom and my sister, went to the new Old Town White Coffee for supper because we haven eat yet due to we went to the ECOSWAY and no time to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the way to the location, in the car of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly said: "You ah, please la dont so serious with her can or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like...... SILENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment i was thinking.. What is the problem anyway? She is not a bad girl. Why?!&lt;br /&gt;I indeed liked her and as well love her! Why is it she have to say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always listen to her whatever she said so, but this time, NO.&lt;br /&gt;It's my relationship and i will never give up that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i have to do is pretend that i did not hear that. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8491603678742531086?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8491603678742531086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8491603678742531086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8491603678742531086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8491603678742531086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/haiz.html' title='Haiz.......'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7222758280839648496</id><published>2009-02-24T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:28:42.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(&gt;_&lt;")</title><content type='html'>A little too quick for another similar post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see her at the curve, she work there today so we go for lunch break and i had a facial wash from her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaQDpUezDHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4heH118UbnA/s1600-h/DSC00989+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaQDpUezDHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4heH118UbnA/s400/DSC00989+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306370269356690546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaQDpnvkuuI/AAAAAAAAAPs/74_3S81N-Mw/s1600-h/DSC00991+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaQDpnvkuuI/AAAAAAAAAPs/74_3S81N-Mw/s400/DSC00991+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306370274527328994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small size eh??? haha.... but i liked it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had our first........ You know what i am saying right? haha.... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7222758280839648496?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7222758280839648496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7222758280839648496' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7222758280839648496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7222758280839648496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_24.html' title='(&gt;_&lt;&quot;)'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaQDpUezDHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/4heH118UbnA/s72-c/DSC00989+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5698139416211916367</id><published>2009-02-22T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:47:04.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(&gt;_&lt;")</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaFXQn_YyYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yfcWLs2wK5c/s1600-h/DSC00982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaFXQn_YyYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yfcWLs2wK5c/s400/DSC00982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305617779143526786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaFS3vZETTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/myH8jqMJWJM/s1600-h/DSC00984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaFS3vZETTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/myH8jqMJWJM/s400/DSC00984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305612953587043634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaFS3vpMnYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/u0G4-fNZSjQ/s1600-h/DSC00988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaFS3vpMnYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/u0G4-fNZSjQ/s400/DSC00988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305612953654697346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture shows a thousand words..&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/3586274201004117788-5698139416211916367?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5698139416211916367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5698139416211916367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5698139416211916367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5698139416211916367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='(&gt;_&lt;&quot;)'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaFXQn_YyYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yfcWLs2wK5c/s72-c/DSC00982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8568107409585613824</id><published>2009-02-20T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:28:43.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Benjamin Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaIqx5nepRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/c2CwpVSrjSs/s1600-h/curious-case-of-benjamin-button-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaIqx5nepRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/c2CwpVSrjSs/s400/curious-case-of-benjamin-button-poster-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305850347764229394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched this movie, and i liked it very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about a guy called Benjamin Button, who was borned in a weird manner.&lt;br /&gt;He was borned old, as old as 80 years old man.. but he is still a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a damn nice movie, so touching, so meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Punisher and this movie, i recommend u watch this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is truly a damn good movie... really... u can see how brad pitt looks like when he was old because the makeup is PRO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course there is a lot of love scene in this movie, and think of it, i hope that she was watching that movie with me, sitting beside me lovingly....&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/3586274201004117788-8568107409585613824?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SaIqx5nepRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/c2CwpVSrjSs/s72-c/curious-case-of-benjamin-button-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-1987197296777279506</id><published>2009-02-19T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:47:42.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DiGi</title><content type='html'>Finally bought a digi prepaid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that can communicate cheaper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is not as good as i think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends and family, talk 15 minutes cost me rm2.50.&lt;br /&gt;WTF......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one hour then very expensive...&lt;br /&gt;i dont even want to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be very "SAVE" already lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-1987197296777279506?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1987197296777279506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=1987197296777279506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1987197296777279506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1987197296777279506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/digi.html' title='DiGi'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6487130830571455326</id><published>2009-02-16T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:54:16.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD DAY</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 530 am today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well i sleep at 11 pm, so it might as well get up early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of going for a badminton game with 2 very old classmates,&lt;br /&gt;SIX YEARS we have not met man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They changed a lot, and me too, taller ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i go for badminton, and it is after i wake up,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drinking soft drink, and i go look for it in the fridge and i found a can of pepsi...&lt;br /&gt;enjoying pepsi and playing dota to kill time till 8am..&lt;br /&gt;(Drinking soft drink after waking up with an empty stomache is not good, don't do what i do please, i'm just nuts..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it reaches 8am, where he is suppose to come over and fetch me..&lt;br /&gt;He is late, but its ok because i know at that moment the traffic are insanely many and jam..&lt;br /&gt;Played our game at TTDI for 2 hours, then we go for lunch, then we go to CC to play Left 4 Dead...&lt;br /&gt;This game is great, a lot excitement and teamwork.. love it! hope i'll have the chance to go play again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then i reach home at 4 i think, around that... tired and sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very unusual day yesterday and today,&lt;br /&gt;Sleep at 11pm, thats early for me..&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 530am, that is EARLY....&lt;br /&gt;soft drink in the morning and gaming in the morning... WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;and finally some sports as though i have not been playing sports since after my college ping pong session.. DAMN......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6487130830571455326?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6487130830571455326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6487130830571455326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6487130830571455326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6487130830571455326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/weird-day.html' title='WEIRD DAY'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6305636182211783244</id><published>2009-02-15T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:11:48.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY</title><content type='html'>Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because happy la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day with someone today, DAMN GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be very memorable.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6305636182211783244?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6305636182211783244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6305636182211783244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6305636182211783244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6305636182211783244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy.html' title='HAPPY'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4330530692488712578</id><published>2009-02-13T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:21:44.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Valentines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to date someone, but unfortunately she couldn't make it for some reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all planned well, and suddenly some "odd" surprise made her couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy about the date i can't wait till the day it comes, and this happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIZZZZZZZZ............................(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that is going out for a date, wish you valentines day and have fun with your loved one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4330530692488712578?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4330530692488712578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4330530692488712578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4330530692488712578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4330530692488712578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/sad.html' title='SAD'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2520910877454591974</id><published>2009-02-12T01:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:30:44.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagi satu TAG</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Alexander CTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES: The Rules are simple. Use Google, etc to search the answers to the questions below.&lt;br /&gt;Then you must choose a picture in the FIRST PAGE of result and post it as your answer.&lt;br /&gt;After that tag 7 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tag anyone,&lt;br /&gt;anyone who is interested in this can try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ The Age of my Next Birthday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-7.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-10.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-11.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-12.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-13.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.fototalk.com/photos/large/AAAAAAAAnts=.jpg" src="http://www.fototalk.com/photos/large/AAAAAAAAnts=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ A Place that I'd Like to Travel To :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 280px;" alt="http://foto.muri.se/sakura/sakura_alley_wide.jpg" src="http://foto.muri.se/sakura/sakura_alley_wide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ A Favourite Food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 317px;" alt="http://osmoothie.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/mcdonalds.jpg" src="http://osmoothie.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/mcdonalds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ A Favourite Place :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK02YzHLTF4/SQAqUPVgC4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/vYIkFVDWw8o/s400/home-sweet-home.jpg" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK02YzHLTF4/SQAqUPVgC4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/vYIkFVDWw8o/s400/home-sweet-home.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ A Nickname I Had :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 274px;" alt="http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/staticfiles/NGS/Shared/StaticFiles/animals/images/primary/african-lion-closeup.jpg" src="http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/staticfiles/NGS/Shared/StaticFiles/animals/images/primary/african-lion-closeup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ College Major :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 557px;" alt="http://www.changethethought.com/wp-content/hybrid_graphic.jpg" src="http://www.changethethought.com/wp-content/hybrid_graphic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ A Favorite Color :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb233/feb207/colorful.jpg" src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb233/feb207/colorful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Name of My Love :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 365px; height: 221px;" alt="http://www.wildlywealthy.com/images/seal-the-secret%20no%20distributor.JPG" src="http://www.wildlywealthy.com/images/seal-the-secret%20no%20distributor.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ A Bad Habit :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 192px;" alt="http://www.nope.org/images/nope_logo2.gif" src="http://www.nope.org/images/nope_logo2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ The City I Live In :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://metrokajang.com.my/images/property/Pelangi2_02.jpg" src="http://metrokajang.com.my/images/property/Pelangi2_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ The City I was Born :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/1195427-Petaling_Jaya_Map-Petaling_Jaya.jpg" src="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/1195427-Petaling_Jaya_Map-Petaling_Jaya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Hobby :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://swassocs.com/assets/images/Computer_gaming.jpg" src="http://swassocs.com/assets/images/Computer_gaming.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Wishlist :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 213px;" alt="http://www.newluxuryitems.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/gaming-pc-computer.jpg" src="http://www.newluxuryitems.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/gaming-pc-computer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://technokia.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/technokiacom-nokia-tube.jpg" src="http://technokia.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/technokiacom-nokia-tube.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 393px; height: 294px;" alt="http://optikaituning.com/images/nissan_skyline_gtr.jpg" src="http://optikaituning.com/images/nissan_skyline_gtr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 548px;" alt="http://www.aigrow.com/aigrow/relationship.jpg" src="http://www.aigrow.com/aigrow/relationship.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Ryan/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2520910877454591974?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2520910877454591974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2520910877454591974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2520910877454591974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2520910877454591974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/lagi-satu-tag.html' title='Lagi satu TAG'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK02YzHLTF4/SQAqUPVgC4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/vYIkFVDWw8o/s72-c/home-sweet-home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4325237598759274626</id><published>2009-02-10T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:17:16.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last chance of seeing her today, had dinner with her, her sister and my sister at the Kopitiam in Cine leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as said, i will give her something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave her this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SZFhj0PgDYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/W29MLvhKmtU/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SZFhj0PgDYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/W29MLvhKmtU/s400/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301125504338759042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SZFhj5ogqeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2guvVDzpnxM/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SZFhj5ogqeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2guvVDzpnxM/s400/DSC00760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301125505785833954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its nice for a display in a room.. doesnt it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hope she like it...&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/3586274201004117788-4325237598759274626?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4325237598759274626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4325237598759274626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4325237598759274626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4325237598759274626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-day.html' title='The last day'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SZFhj0PgDYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/W29MLvhKmtU/s72-c/DSC00759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2359830651708418069</id><published>2009-02-10T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:51:50.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning</title><content type='html'>Morning days, seldom get to be in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, often be in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days i do not sleep well, in result of waking up early in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;So early wake up, what to do? find breakfast to eat lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was yesterday and today, i only slept for 1-4 hours a day..&lt;br /&gt;At daylight i become very very tired, but at night i am still energetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stop this habit already, its really tiring too live like this..&lt;br /&gt;so now, this post is posted in the morning.. well i woke up at 8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be meeting my cousin later, last meeting with her for this year... SAD... T_T&lt;br /&gt;if she would continue working at curve, i will always go to visit her at the shop if i get the chance to do so.. but now, no chance already... sigh........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2359830651708418069?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2359830651708418069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2359830651708418069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2359830651708418069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2359830651708418069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/morning.html' title='Morning'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6863569298086705759</id><published>2009-02-10T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:49:39.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY is over</title><content type='html'>Finally CNY its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday it was the last day of it, they call it 十五. had dinner at my aunt's place, it was at Puchong. far... and also get to see my sweet cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel bored in this visit, weird? yeah its quite weird.. i usually felt bored while nothing to do and just sit in the living room watching TV. maybe i had a lot of common with my cousins, chatting happily and laughing all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this cousin, a girl, elder than me about a month or more. her name is Yan, same as my sister's name. well she is a small sized girl, so skinny and short that she look like a 15 year old kid.. haha.. but her character and attitude is nice i think, well atlking to her makes me feel good and happy.. she is just the girl's character that i am searching for all along. funny while she asked me weird questions and cute when she smiles and laughs.. she is so much like a dream girl. although she is not a tall model-like girl that is pretty, she is just a small-sized ordinary girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well starting now, it is tuesday, her last day working at The Curve, and also the last moment i will see her. until next year only we get to see each other again, just felt sad.. so i asked her out for lunch with me in the evening when she is in break time. wanna get her a gift..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just wondering, is it that i fell for her? i really dont know what i was thinking, because i dont even understand my "self". i might look tough when i said being single is better, but actually i felt loveless for some reason, and hope that i will find my true faith sooner. if she is my faith, it would be just nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6863569298086705759?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6863569298086705759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6863569298086705759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6863569298086705759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6863569298086705759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-is-over.html' title='CNY is over'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2710351243481400439</id><published>2009-01-25T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:49:47.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the right mood for CNY</title><content type='html'>Everybody must be happy about chinese new year, having nice dinner wit family, chit chat while eating, stay in the dining room for an hour or more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i dont have this kind of feeling anymore. everything is so quiet, and felt uncomfortable too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? first is my sister went to hong kong, she is not able to return here for CNY, so one member missing in the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, and the most common problem, is my grandma. she is not past away or what, yet she is still here. me and my sisters and parents were seriously dislike my grandma already. what she do and speaks is really irritating. i know this sounds very bad, but it is true. she scolded at me before where she blamed me that i was ignoring her, and i DID NOT ignore her. i grew up, i have stress and pressure on what i am doing also, so i sometimes did not respond to others including my mom. she scolded me so madly that it makes me dont even want to talk to her anymore. because it is really ridiculous. she even scolded my younger sister because she ate her "kuih" at that time and she was mad about it. and also my elder sister were scolded by her as well, this i dont know whats the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moreover, she even had a fight with my mom and dad. that was ridiculous!!! she kept saying that my mom had taught us to ignore her, what crap is she saying?? damn man.. then my mom yelled back at her. and my dad, that time we were suppose to go to uncle's house for party, and she wouldnt want to go, so my dad ask her why, then she start to say what debt between her and uncle. then dad starts to get really mad and yelled at her, and she even fight back. one more that is worst, that time me and my sister did not wash the dish after using it, well we admit that we did wrongly, but she complaint it to dad, and dad scolded me like a darn puppet. he yelled at me and threw his phone on the table and the phone has split to pieces. then she started to cry and scolded him that she complaint not to ask him to scold us, is to teach us. WELL.... at that period my father is facing a lot stress in his career, so with an addition of stress that she made, he became MAD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, back to the dinner. when we already started eating, we even pprepared the rice for her, at her seat, she did not come over and sit, and went to the kitchen to cook something. i was like.... DAMN IT COME AND EAT LA!!! (thats my thought, not yelling haha). she fried some weird crunchy roll and some yam stuff, really fed up about it. then she came over and eat with that thing she cooked, and tell dad that it is YAM... my dad did not respond, after a few seconds, my father yelled in english "SO WHAT". she dont understand what he is saying so she ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so imagine, what did she do that made us such hatred on her. some people said, when people get older, they become more childish. theyre attitude will be like kids and easily frustrated on something. and some said that they have lack of love and care, and felt lonely. she is staying with us, lonely meh?? is herself that likes to think negative all the time, ALL THE TIME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i hope after tonight, i will feel better and happier, tommorow i still have to wish her happ chinese new year, and that is a must. its ok anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH YOU ALL HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, HEALTH AND PROSPERITY SHALL BE GRANTED FOR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2710351243481400439?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2710351243481400439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2710351243481400439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2710351243481400439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2710351243481400439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-right-mood-for-cny.html' title='Not the right mood for CNY'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7286818432076080794</id><published>2009-01-16T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:30:00.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need cheap Vans shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am looking for Vans shoes to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it is something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SXB9EjzOqxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/NckMvvldXPs/s1600-h/6009457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SXB9EjzOqxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/NckMvvldXPs/s400/6009457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291867079443393298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want it white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you guys know any shop in One Utama or The Curve or anywhere that sells this type of shoes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please please please inform me right in my blog. thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7286818432076080794?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7286818432076080794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7286818432076080794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7286818432076080794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7286818432076080794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-cheap-vans-shoes.html' title='I need cheap Vans shoes'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SXB9EjzOqxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/NckMvvldXPs/s72-c/6009457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5956028272065763436</id><published>2009-01-16T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:24:14.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SXB4xNGhfDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sXQEXyW0IAE/s1600-h/ringgit+50.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/_rT4-wktcCiI/SXB4xNGhfDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sXQEXyW0IAE/s400/ringgit+50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291862348886277170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money talks, do you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single thing that you do, must involve in money.&lt;br /&gt;phone, fees, transport, online, food, games, shopping&lt;br /&gt;all is about CASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really admire those rich people that can just buy anything they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;not enough cash, can just withdraw from ATM machine.&lt;br /&gt;shopping kao kao, eat kao kao.&lt;br /&gt;dress up with fancy fashion of expensive clothes, hairstyle, accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i despite people that is rich when they say they were not.&lt;br /&gt;saying they were poor, used a lot money, no cash.&lt;br /&gt;but actually, they can just receive pocket money from their parents or any family.&lt;br /&gt;and it's a huge amount, which is around 200+ a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not have such lucky life.&lt;br /&gt;money keeps making me sick.&lt;br /&gt;although i cannot say i am poor, or i am gonna sleep under the bridge soon.&lt;br /&gt;i just do not have the money that i must have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is coming, no new clothes for this year.&lt;br /&gt;phone bill is 900+, because of my f****** sister.&lt;br /&gt;that uses maxis number in hong kong.&lt;br /&gt;in result of getting huge bill amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to work.&lt;br /&gt;but i have no time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;i have studies, and i must concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;so working will cause me fail the studies, because of no energy to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, as a citizen.&lt;br /&gt;we must have the right expenses in order to do things smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;i do not like to compare with poor africans, because we are totally different from them.&lt;br /&gt;we live in the city, and they live in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone is barred for 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;just because parent cant afford to pay that amount of payment.&lt;br /&gt;paid due amount 400, but it does not reopen.&lt;br /&gt;because of maxis cheaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister in hong kong.&lt;br /&gt;said her boy friend will pay my mom 500 for the phone bill.&lt;br /&gt;but end up nothing.&lt;br /&gt;it causes frustration from my mom, dad, and me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;electric bill.&lt;br /&gt;water bill.&lt;br /&gt;astro bill.&lt;br /&gt;streamyx bill.&lt;br /&gt;it will be a hard time to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you readers understand.&lt;br /&gt;if you are having a great finance in your family, means you are very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;you will seldom get to feel like the way i do.&lt;br /&gt;because i always feel this way, everyday.&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/3586274201004117788-5956028272065763436?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5956028272065763436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5956028272065763436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5956028272065763436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5956028272065763436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/money-talks.html' title='Money talks'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SXB4xNGhfDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/sXQEXyW0IAE/s72-c/ringgit+50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7886333900707296677</id><published>2009-01-04T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:24:43.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation Day</title><content type='html'>I had a presentation about Nokia N95 8GB on last Friday. It is in the lecture hall, luckily the number of people there are less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class is separated into 4 groups, which every group presents their own topic. Well I'm the leader of my group and i chose this topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presentation is all prepared and great, until after my intro speech and a video show, the laptop went wrong and the screen turns black.. We had to apologize to the audience about the technical problem and restart the laptop... and when the laptop is restarted and get going, it blackout's again in the middle of the presentation... I'm so paiseh at that moment for such a mistake. i do not know whats wrong with the laptop or the cable, well the laptop provider should have it fully charged before he bring it for the presentation, and that guy was my teammate.. at almost the end of the presentation, he is the one who presents the last part, and he did not do it well.. im seriously mad about it and scolded him a little. after that i really have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well atleast we made the lecturer and audience laugh, and people were clapping for us loudly than other presenters, the sir said that we got a bonus mark which because we made him happy... GREAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is some photos of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-crKRzzcI/AAAAAAAAANk/iR8Wgpj7QPE/s1600-h/Presentation01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-crKRzzcI/AAAAAAAAANk/iR8Wgpj7QPE/s400/Presentation01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287116752863612354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-criMzkzI/AAAAAAAAANs/NPLQhepmliI/s1600-h/Presentation03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-criMzkzI/AAAAAAAAANs/NPLQhepmliI/s400/Presentation03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287116759285076786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-csC27j-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/gR_lt3NtPpo/s1600-h/Presentation09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-csC27j-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/gR_lt3NtPpo/s400/Presentation09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287116768051695586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-cshunSYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/6h_aKjhz4vI/s1600-h/Presentation11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-cshunSYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/6h_aKjhz4vI/s400/Presentation11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287116776338311554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7886333900707296677?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7886333900707296677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7886333900707296677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7886333900707296677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7886333900707296677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/presentation-day.html' title='Presentation Day'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV-crKRzzcI/AAAAAAAAANk/iR8Wgpj7QPE/s72-c/Presentation01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-917581672042210431</id><published>2009-01-02T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:14:06.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4QYf_OwHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tJYMAi4wbbg/s1600-h/IMG_0127i.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/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4QYf_OwHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tJYMAi4wbbg/s400/IMG_0127i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286681025669152882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4QYmXxR4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/xcNl29pLAww/s1600-h/IMG_0132.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/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4QYmXxR4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/xcNl29pLAww/s400/IMG_0132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286681027382691714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4QYgJX-cI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KlTvkRcba8k/s1600-h/IMG_0129i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4QYgJX-cI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KlTvkRcba8k/s400/IMG_0129i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286681025711700418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RxpQ_i6I/AAAAAAAAANc/UT0e7NINADQ/s1600-h/IMG_0108i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RxpQ_i6I/AAAAAAAAANc/UT0e7NINADQ/s400/IMG_0108i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286682557167930274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RxV2pIAI/AAAAAAAAANU/0giF9UTFUj8/s1600-h/IMG_0056i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RxV2pIAI/AAAAAAAAANU/0giF9UTFUj8/s400/IMG_0056i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286682551957135362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RxKcm5QI/AAAAAAAAANM/2AyhfmLXUHk/s1600-h/IMG_0048i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RxKcm5QI/AAAAAAAAANM/2AyhfmLXUHk/s400/IMG_0048i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286682548895147266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RwedilUI/AAAAAAAAANE/dRP11r2n19o/s1600-h/IMG_0070i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4RwedilUI/AAAAAAAAANE/dRP11r2n19o/s400/IMG_0070i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286682537087898946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna see more? visit my friendster and check it out!!!! THX!! :)&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/3586274201004117788-917581672042210431?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/917581672042210431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=917581672042210431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/917581672042210431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/917581672042210431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/nokia-photography.html' title='Nokia Photography'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SV4QYf_OwHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tJYMAi4wbbg/s72-c/IMG_0127i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2543778345607587933</id><published>2009-01-01T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:18:38.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Has Begun.</title><content type='html'>2008 is gone in haste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is now commencing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's countdown is great, well i did not join the concert, i only stand outside my home with my parents to watch fireworks from one utama. this year's fireworks are awesome, the best fireworks ive ever seen in my life. too bad the fireworks is so nice that i do not want to take a picture or record it. because its so nice that i can only concentrate watching it... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its happy that Chinese new year is coming, but i dont think im happy.. Before the occasion, it is my final exam week for second semester.. haiz.. this year im not gonna buy plenty of new clothes, just 2 t shirt will be fine.. because my fren gave ma a nice short jeans from Soda for xmas gift, and my sister went to Vancouver, bought me a sweater and gave it to me when she comes back home.. well she is a stewardess now, so she goes many places with allowance.... so nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very stupid NEW law from the government stated that all pcassengers of the vehicle back seat must be wearing their seat belts. damn.... damn those irresponsible drivers that does not look at the road while driving and causes accidents and deaths.. wearing seat belts at the back seat is stupid man.... STUPID.... cant even move freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, a new year has begun and a new life started, changing my bad habits and mistakes is a must...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish you all happy new year and everything will go just fine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2543778345607587933?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2543778345607587933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2543778345607587933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2543778345607587933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2543778345607587933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-has-begun.html' title='New Year Has Begun.'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6654609724869572874</id><published>2008-12-24T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:22:06.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party</title><content type='html'>Great party for Xmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its early but its fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a BBQ party at Xin Yi's house, with lots of friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, we won't just go for BBQ right? w went for a swim(just play a fool in the pool), after that only we get the party started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is quite messed up in the party, because not everyone know how to really barbecue something, so it end up many things became burned, as in BLACK chicken or BLACK sausages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party end at 11, we stop everything, clean up, and do something else.. there were i think 16 people including me, so we played mah jong and decks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we felt bored, so they wanted to go to the ROOF, u saw that word, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROOF&lt;/span&gt;. i was like, What??!! of course im nt that stupid to go to that roof, they all went and myself stay at her house. it is damn dangerousto even walk on that roof, what if i slip and fell down? no way i'm gonna go there man, NO WAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they where there for 2 hours, they must have a lot fun there chatting and joking, never mind that.. when they come back, they don't feel sleepy, so do I.. so we went down to the sits beside the pool for chit chatting and photographing.. taking lame pictures to be exact.. after that, it's 4am already, we head back to the house, clean the ground of the house, and get some SLEEP.... finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i cant really sleep well there, so i woke up and look outside the balcony, it is the highest floor so the view outside is great, city lights.. till 6am, try to sleep awhile, n slept 1.5 hours... damn.. all of us(guys), 5 of us, leave the house first, and went to LRT station where i have to take the LRT to go home.. went home, SLEEP.... because freaking tired.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it is really fun to party with them, its been some time i have not enjoy a BBQ party.. so i really appreciate it very much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6654609724869572874?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6654609724869572874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6654609724869572874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6654609724869572874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6654609724869572874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/party.html' title='Party'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7230490660956537907</id><published>2008-12-16T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:14:33.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Mood</title><content type='html'>Hmm... i kinda have a good mood today.. not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just not as emo as used to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because most of the assignments are done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i talked quite some in the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just try to communicate with others more, i have to talk to them more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think thats it, nothing much to talk about today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7230490660956537907?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7230490660956537907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7230490660956537907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7230490660956537907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7230490660956537907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-mood.html' title='Good Mood'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8321205088505619400</id><published>2008-12-15T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:00:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, mission accomplish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SUaAhGYhCkI/AAAAAAAAALs/oxg_dkGlS6c/s1600-h/sliq2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SUaAhGYhCkI/AAAAAAAAALs/oxg_dkGlS6c/s400/sliq2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280048919275964994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method :&lt;br /&gt;Used "Spyware Doctor" from PcTools. scanned and removed virus in the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Conclusion :&lt;br /&gt;Virus will not infect the thumb drive once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS, IF YOU WANT TO PROTECT YOUR PC/LAPTOP FROM BEING INFECTED BY VIRUSES, PLEASE DO SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOGIN TO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.pctools.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESKTOP MAESTRO&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPYWARE DOCTOR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT FULLY FREE. SO IF YOU WANT THE CODE FOR THE PROGRAM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REGISTRATION&lt;/span&gt;, PLEASE INFORM ME VIA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; AND I WILL POST IT HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8321205088505619400?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8321205088505619400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8321205088505619400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8321205088505619400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8321205088505619400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-mission-accomplish.html' title='Finally, mission accomplish'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SUaAhGYhCkI/AAAAAAAAALs/oxg_dkGlS6c/s72-c/sliq2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-295783659469484304</id><published>2008-12-13T18:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:28:18.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PenDrive rescued... I think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SUO5P3RRduI/AAAAAAAAALk/EW3vUkBhmfg/s1600-h/sliq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SUO5P3RRduI/AAAAAAAAALk/EW3vUkBhmfg/s400/sliq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279266870393927394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLIQ 8GB PenDrive Thumb Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virus infection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause : From &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yan Wei's laptop&lt;/span&gt; (haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viruses : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autorun.inf, Recycler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics : Stubborn and irritating virus, cannot be deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation : Critical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healling attempts : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; attempts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected attempts : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Methods :&lt;br /&gt;1. Scanning with using&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AVG free&lt;/span&gt;, 1 threat detected. Deleted, viruses rebuilds.&lt;br /&gt;2. Backup everything, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;format &lt;/span&gt;ti. Deleted all files including viruses, viruses rebuilds.&lt;br /&gt;3. Downloaded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BitDefender 10 free edition&lt;/span&gt;, installed. Scanned, 2 threats found. moved, viruses rebuilds.&lt;br /&gt;4. Downloaded "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AutorunEater&lt;/span&gt;", software to clean up autorun.inf viruses. Installed and used, viruses rebuilds.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safe mode Windows XP, plus manual command prompt deleting&lt;/span&gt;. Viruses stopped rebuilding. After PC reboot, viruses rebuilds.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Task manager, end explorer.exe, manual command prompt deleting&lt;/span&gt;. Viruses stopped rebuilding. After PC reboot, viruses rebuilds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*None of the above works, no hope for the drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unexpected method&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Installed password protection software into the drive, and locked with a password. Drive reboot, could not open drive because of software. Unlocked, and found out no viruses are inside. Curiosity, deleting the software, reboot drive. After reboot, drive are in good shape, no viruses no harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Software downloaded from : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PenDrive&lt;/span&gt; home page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown. &lt;/span&gt;Virus is still in the Thumb Drive, but not affecting the Thumb Drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-295783659469484304?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/295783659469484304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=295783659469484304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/295783659469484304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/295783659469484304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/pendrive-rescued.html' title='PenDrive rescued... I think...'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SUO5P3RRduI/AAAAAAAAALk/EW3vUkBhmfg/s72-c/sliq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6095733985779437990</id><published>2008-12-05T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:21:05.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STlw_L7vmDI/AAAAAAAAALU/SqAUT9jDPP8/s1600-h/heart+blur+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STlw_L7vmDI/AAAAAAAAALU/SqAUT9jDPP8/s400/heart+blur+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276372669278689330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a kind heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but its corrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart like anyone else had,&lt;br /&gt;but its different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to have it like anyone else had,&lt;br /&gt;but now is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to heal,&lt;br /&gt;but nothing helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to change,&lt;br /&gt;but its still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Causes of this to happen,&lt;br /&gt;unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result,&lt;br /&gt;a numb heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No feelings, no happiness, no sadness, no anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrow has covered up my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a numb heart that has no feelings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be the fallen angel of my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6095733985779437990?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6095733985779437990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6095733985779437990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6095733985779437990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6095733985779437990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/numb-heart.html' title='Numb Heart'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STlw_L7vmDI/AAAAAAAAALU/SqAUT9jDPP8/s72-c/heart+blur+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3583648530076241820</id><published>2008-12-02T18:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:30:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STUI347b4wI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPywjR9Wgdw/s1600-h/DSC07221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STUI347b4wI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPywjR9Wgdw/s400/DSC07221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275132294801908482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secret Recipe cake from Chin Eng/Park Mun... i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes its my birthday, it is 29th november and now only i get to post this. haiz.. because of the damn streamyx. never mind that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! me and my classmates went to KLCC to celebrate my birthday. we were suppose to go to Pizz Hut but too bad that place is different from other Pizza Huts around KL, that one is SPECIAL... damn... so we end up having A&amp;amp;W... not bad lar, its ok anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STfpGR03YHI/AAAAAAAAALE/idsnvcu8Zy0/s1600-h/DSCN0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STfpGR03YHI/AAAAAAAAALE/idsnvcu8Zy0/s400/DSCN0531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275941782561448050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STfpGO_ogQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XM-EdHqVhqc/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STfpGO_ogQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XM-EdHqVhqc/s400/123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275941781801304322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im very happy that day, it is saturday... all thanks to all my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STULLNQj7mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ocymSKocfEM/s1600-h/P308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STULLNQj7mI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ocymSKocfEM/s400/P308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275134825699995234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from left: Briggite, Joanne, ME, Pei Ying, Bell, Yan Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why do we post like im the boss? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL OF THEM:   Chin Eng,  Park Mun, Mervin,  Wei Bing,  Hanz,  Shi Rui,  Shu Ping,  See Hwai,  Joanne,  Briggite,  Yan Wei,  Pei Ying,  Bell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STUM6xyLceI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FdOXOeHhBXE/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STUM6xyLceI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FdOXOeHhBXE/s400/Image123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275136742470152674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my present from Joanne's and the gang. 8gb pendrive... so happy yet touched :) haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STUM7NEChgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dEGIeLZQiGk/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STUM7NEChgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dEGIeLZQiGk/s400/DSC00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275136749792822786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Free gift from Tropicana Life, membership birthday gift... cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for spending time with me, it is the first time i celebrate this way and i really appreciate every moment. IF, i did something or gave bad facial expression, im very sorry and please forgive me. im lack of E.Q perhaps haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU EVERYBODY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3583648530076241820?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3583648530076241820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3583648530076241820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3583648530076241820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3583648530076241820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STUI347b4wI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPywjR9Wgdw/s72-c/DSC07221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5447476302713781700</id><published>2008-11-20T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:53:13.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>moody, a lot stupid things happen, and i dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main topic, about my friend, which is my transport to home. waited her to come over and pick me up, said it was 7 pm, and end up 8 pm. waited for an hour, at the bus stop. she message said that went to "take photo", which means assignments, so ok, i wait. and till 7, message her to rush, and end up saying she's at pasar malam, which is under the rain. well that time was in rain, so going to pasar malam is not a good thing. went to pasar malam for? maybe they were taking malaysian food pictures, so i do not mind waiting. and till it gets ridiculous, where till 7 30, called her, said is still there, and said what still not done, so asked her how long will it take, says 15 minutes, and i continue waiting because after 7 the buses are off, no buses in service already, especially to wangsa maju, lrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and end up, till 8, message me said on de way. waited, car arrives. few classmates were inside, well she is not going there alone. they stay at hostel so she drop them off as well. and, she went out of the car, follow the girls, left me and one of the girls in the car, while she is going to one of their room to collect her belongings. waited 10 minutes. done, journey begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as said, a girl is in the car as well, which is also my friend. at that moment i was quite pist off of the waiting and kept myself silent in the journey. until the bus stop at the high way, which is where she drop her off so that her parents fetches her there. and guess what, her parents have not showed up yet, and end up waiting, AGAIN. waited 10 minutes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand they have plans and it will delay the journey a lil bit, but she told me it will be done at 7. plus she skipped the tutorial class at 5, which give her 2 hours to do her stuff, and thats not enough? and by the way, they bought pasar malam food, i can smell the food and hear loads of plastic bags behind me. so i reached home at almost 9 i think, cause i was sleeping and listening music in the car and do not want to hear a damn thing she say. i used to like her, but now, ITS OFFICIALY OVER. i fo not know whether were they purposely do that to me, or it was not purpose. i just felt uneasy and pist off when i have to wait for an hour at the bus stop + raining and cold which im freezing and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to anyone related in this post, im not blaming you, hating you, or pist off of you.&lt;br /&gt;im only frustrated of waiting. cuz "NoMoreTears", i called you you were not answering and message you you were not replying. so hope you understand my situation when i was at the bus stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-5447476302713781700?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5447476302713781700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5447476302713781700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5447476302713781700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5447476302713781700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/untitled_20.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7893867313196903818</id><published>2008-11-15T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:26:32.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac Dock Theme</title><content type='html'>Hey my fellow classmates!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arent you just jealous of the mac computers in the practical lab???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well here you go!! i found a software which you can make your deskop looks like mac!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SR6HURXO1CI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wnLTbb_PUA8/s400/untitled.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268797396398036002" /&gt;now im looking for the finder bar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you want this thing, go google and search for "RocketDock"!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have fun!!! oh ya, readers out there can try as well!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7893867313196903818?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7893867313196903818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7893867313196903818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7893867313196903818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7893867313196903818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/mac-dock-theme.html' title='Mac Dock Theme'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SR6HURXO1CI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wnLTbb_PUA8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-1898378584106372931</id><published>2008-11-14T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:00:22.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just lost something</title><content type='html'>i just lost a pen drive, 4 gb pen drive, lost it in the DAMN cit room. so not convenient for me now, cant carry documents and games. im so damn bored now cause im in the DAMN cit room. just wanna say DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason? for the sake of my fren, helping her to fix the darn laptop. end up helpless, and went bak to college cit room(since i have no other places to go). all my games deleted because wanna backup her files, as stupid as i was, im seriously bored with cit because internet there SUCKS. plug in the pen drive for usage, and forgot to take it back. left it there and its stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im here, AGAIN. i did not blame her because of this, because its my fault for being so careless. its only 4gb rm38 does not matter, if its 8gb ill be mad like a mad dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-1898378584106372931?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1898378584106372931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=1898378584106372931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1898378584106372931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1898378584106372931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-lost-something.html' title='i just lost something'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3429352179519881590</id><published>2008-11-10T22:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:20:00.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gundam Photography</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! i have something interesting for you to view!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im posting some photos of my photography assignment. give some comment!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SRhs3oygW_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/OmuPIXYlLGc/s400/LastScan26.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267079467307654130" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SRhs3VAXoLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TkOk8_LAZgw/s400/LastScan25.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267079461997093042" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SRhs24_acTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/pWq3t2sVnug/s400/LastScan24.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267079454476890418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SRhqnPZQItI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Lk8lqrOqsWU/s400/LastScan22.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267076986589684434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SRhC7Nn6WmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mtFYOxw7vM8/s400/LastScan3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267033349246573154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SRhC7Aqo0kI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YTSLSCpENds/s400/LastScan12.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267033345768346178" 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:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3586274201004117788-3429352179519881590?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3429352179519881590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3429352179519881590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3429352179519881590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3429352179519881590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/11/gundam-photography.html' title='Gundam Photography'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SRhs3oygW_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/OmuPIXYlLGc/s72-c/LastScan26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5339650847751231691</id><published>2008-10-20T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:50:51.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropicana Life Rocks!!!!</title><content type='html'>you know what? Tropicana Life(Fashion Brand) just rocks man... ROCKS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was using the computer, playing DotA... my mom came upstairs to bed, her room is just beside though... and she suddenly gave me a card... i wonder what card is that because the picture of the card is a king kong, and the king kong's top had a bubble message that says: "happy birthday!"... i was like what??? then i look lower, it is Tropicana Life!!! yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was so cool... its the first time i receive this kinda thing.. i have the member ship card so i get wahaha... and my birthday is on november... thats quite long right... haha... i got the card scanned and wanna show you readers out there!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SPty8T-7oFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/v8B9Ho3bo-A/s1600-h/LastScan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SPty8T-7oFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/v8B9Ho3bo-A/s400/LastScan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258923370367131730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of course, the content behind the card is private... hahaha... dont say i selfish ya... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the price for me is having a mystery free gift at the shop... FREE!!!!! wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another one is a 30% discount purchase on certain items i guess... haha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me wait till my REAL birthday... and go to redeem... ahahahahaha......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-5339650847751231691?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5339650847751231691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5339650847751231691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5339650847751231691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5339650847751231691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/tropicana-life-rocks.html' title='Tropicana Life Rocks!!!!'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SPty8T-7oFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/v8B9Ho3bo-A/s72-c/LastScan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3747509809799165626</id><published>2008-10-18T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:00:56.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?!</title><content type='html'>why is my father so selfish? he is the head of the family, and he should do the right thing! but he did not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my college fees for the 2nd semester is RM1330, i thought my mom paid it on friday, so i did not bother about it. but just now, all of a sudden, i was using computer like usual, and my father suddenly came up with a stack of RM50, and ask me how much is the college fee, but he ask with a fierce mood. and he gave me the money with full of frustration, as in he does not want to pay for it. i know i cant get a job at this moment, i know the financial of the family is not stable anymore, but why??!! he make me like i wanna quit that damn college!!! im so pist off when he left(he drove and went to drink again i guess.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys gonna say "why not u get a job?" "you shouldn't blame your father." "you shouldnt this and that..." cut the crap please. i wanna get a job too, but i have to settle things one by one. im handling my driving license right now, and i have assignments coming up. i cant do all together because it will make me confuse, forget, and panic. i need to do it one by one. now im waiting for my L license, and ill learn drive. im an experienced part time worker, of course i wanna work, just that i cant force myself to do so many things. some ppl do manage to do so, but i cant. im not the iron man or something, im just a normal guy thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now he gave RM1300, and its all RM50 bills. how do i keep it till monday? my wallet is not that wide and i dont have a safe box in my house! am i gonna just give my mom to keep it? sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3747509809799165626?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3747509809799165626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3747509809799165626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3747509809799165626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3747509809799165626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html' title='WHY?!'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8501895941204203120</id><published>2008-10-14T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:50:01.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!!!!!!!! (clap sound...)</title><content type='html'>YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY UNDANG TEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i know its nothing special, many of you will think that is easy...&lt;br /&gt;i failed once, so i cannot fail again.... and i passed! yeah~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get 43/50...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although is not very good, but i passed, thats what matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8501895941204203120?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8501895941204203120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8501895941204203120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8501895941204203120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8501895941204203120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-clap-sound.html' title='YES!!!!!!!! (clap sound...)'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7405882138092833089</id><published>2008-10-10T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:37:44.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><content type='html'>i just dont feel right. everything seem to be a fake disguise. im at the college right now, in the damn cit room. just feel moody and wanna blog thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today there's suppose to have lecture, at 12pm to 2pm, and the lecturer is not arriving the hall till 1230pm. everyone seem to be leaving, so what should i do? just follow lor.. but i did not follow my group because i just feel like being alone for awhile. i have no means to mad at them, or have hatred. i just dont know why they wanna do this to me. maybe im too sensitive, but those thoughts and feeling and presents is just right, and i am right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, chatting with a friend by msn. she talked to me about it though. she said that people do have positives and negatives. of course i know about that. although im a little straight forward sometimes, but im only telling the truth, and just wanna let them know. well i did wrongly though, and it end up like this, just like my middle school times, where i sometimes being lonely in the school. seldom hang out with friends, not participated in programs. jsut dont feel like joining them, because doing this is just lying to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now college, expect to have a different lifestyle, more friends and stuff like tat. but now, its just the same. readers, i hope you understand my feeling right now. i know you will give me comments about try to be more open or humble or whatever. what im trying to tell you is, i am already in this condition. people say that my face look like as in wanna kill that person in front of me, 脸黑黑. but actually im just normal, no anger or hatred. im born with this kinda image, so what can i do? go for a plastic surgery? wearing a mask? no way alright. i do smile, when i am happy or excited about something. people dont smile the whole day right? if i smile the whole day, people will think that im insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationships problems and financial problems, all around me. my mom is facing a difficulty situation now. its so bad that it may end up bankrupcy(sorry if i spell it wrongly). so thats it for today's post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7405882138092833089?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7405882138092833089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7405882138092833089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7405882138092833089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7405882138092833089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-another-day.html' title='just another day'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5296657628273425444</id><published>2008-10-07T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:16:08.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Sem first day / Celebrate Pei's belated birthday</title><content type='html'>The first day of this sem is actually yesterday, but the lecture canceled. so it is today. its a different lecture, but also first day la... can see all my friends ma... haha..&lt;br /&gt;today's lecture is English for Communication. another English class... haiz.. but never mind lar, can improve my English more and more ma. haha... so the lecturer/tutor is an indian, again. she said she studied at U.K and learned brittish English. wow cool... im looking forward to attend her classes.. and theres an individual presentation soon. not that soon la, about four weeks later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me, Pei Ying, Bell, Yan Wei and Joanne, went to Jusco at Wangsa Maju, to celebrate Pei Ying's belated birthday. less people going because Joanne's driving a small Kancil only... and less people better ma, more personal and quite... haha. if is me, i really prefer small group like this. i don't really like big group...&lt;br /&gt;So we went to KFC. theres no otheer choice already.. others are expensive. and McDonalds are quite boring sometimes. so we ended up having a nice dinner at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i knew that Pei Ying's birthday celebration is today, i sure will buy something for her. but too late lor... i dont know also... so just have meal together lor... she is a very understanding person, so she wont be unhappy for not receiving a gift... and my upcoming birthday, i think i will celebrate with them. this year is my 18 years old birthday wor.. sure wanna celebrate nice nice lor... hehe...&lt;div 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birthday'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3237311161261168872</id><published>2008-10-06T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:21:33.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New hair stye!!!</title><content type='html'>i got a new hair style! yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SOmSLjhSwVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vxyf1Lsmh3o/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SOmSLjhSwVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vxyf1Lsmh3o/s400/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253891167515492690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3237311161261168872?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3237311161261168872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3237311161261168872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3237311161261168872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3237311161261168872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-hair-stye.html' title='New hair stye!!!'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SOmSLjhSwVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vxyf1Lsmh3o/s72-c/DSC00028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4167026350844817369</id><published>2008-10-06T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:53:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electricity is out!</title><content type='html'>argh.... my damn area's electricity is out at 5 am!!!! wtf??!! i was sleeping half way, its gonna fell asleep already, then all of a sudden, the damn electricity is out!!!! argh... i really cant sleep when the fan is off and the room is total silent! atleast some wind and sounds so that i could sleep naturally.. but silent??!! its damn creepy and doesn't feel right!!! oh damn!!! argh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what to do? i just wake up, turn on my phone's flash, walk around the house.. told mom that the electricity is out, and she say: "just leave it lar, soon will be back wan..". i was like... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just have to try to sleep then, because i cant do anything in that situation. its in the morning and everybody is asleep. i tried turn on the radio with my phone to have some sounds so that it sounds better, but i just couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until 7 am, the electricity is back. but im totally awake already. so i just go downstairs, cook a maggie mee, make a milo ice, and sit at the living room, 'sambil' eat 'sambil' watch tv.... haiz.... later have to go college some more.... sei lor... later sure will tired... damn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4167026350844817369?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4167026350844817369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4167026350844817369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4167026350844817369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4167026350844817369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/electricity-is-out.html' title='Electricity is out!'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8200725553914507128</id><published>2008-10-02T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:00:24.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn it...</title><content type='html'>finally... got the time to update my blog...you guys miss me?? haha jk... i didn't post yesterday because my computer kena virus... cant even start my computer after a restart... so no choice but to format it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[a warning to you readers out there, never ever restart your computer if you found out there's something wrong with it, i did the mistake though...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the formating... i reinstalled everything to my computer... that includes LCD driver, motherboard driver, keyboard software, network card driver, nero software, lexmark printer software, avg anti virus(useless thing), ad-aware software, registry mechanic software, plug-ins, adobe reader, and many more.. but most important is internet explorer 7, firefox, microsoft office tools, media player 10, codec pack and win rar extractor... its boring isn't it? haha... of course i do reinstall my games... wahaha... dota la, cs la, n some online games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well of course now my computer is smooth because all those junk files were deleted... sooner it'll be slow again... last time i do have the habit to defrag my pc every week, but now seldom loo...&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow im gonna do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway is my banner nice??? i only use my w550i to edit photo, photo manager to edit again, and use paint to do all the stuff... cool??? hehe... give comment oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8200725553914507128?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8200725553914507128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8200725553914507128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8200725553914507128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8200725553914507128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/darn-it.html' title='Darn it...'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5656414417087886966</id><published>2008-09-30T05:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T05:29:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just can't stand it</title><content type='html'>look at the time, its 5:15 in the morning. woke up in the middle of slumber, because though about people that blocked me in msn. especially my classmates. so i wake up, get out here, online, and send her(the classmate) a friendster message about what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为她，我今天打华文。因为我打华文信息给她。第一次打华文blog，哈哈。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一张文章应该吸引到一些朋友读吧。。为了要搞到我自己累，就打华文咯。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为这个假期，搞到我生活已经掉转来了。人家早睡早起，我就夜睡夜起。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我那几位同学，为什么要这样对我呢？我没犯错啊，为什么要block我？真的忍无可忍了。为什么？？！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-5656414417087886966?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5656414417087886966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5656414417087886966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5656414417087886966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5656414417087886966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-cant-stand-it.html' title='Just can&apos;t stand it'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-589812056227284928</id><published>2008-09-26T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:00:16.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie with Christine</title><content type='html'>yeah... today finally get to go out to the streets.... to one utama!!!! so happy but indeed tiring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Christine watched "you don't mess with the zohan"... a funny comedy, but its quite lame though.... well this movie really sets my mood back up! for so many days i've been spending my time just on the computer, i can finally get out... yeahhhh...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, before i leave the house, i took a few pictures of myself... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SNzAbwA378I/AAAAAAAAAFs/_8gqyuTlVVA/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SNzAbwA378I/AAAAAAAAAFs/_8gqyuTlVVA/s400/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250282848584724418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SNzAcIUAU5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/LrjGTeXD1fQ/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SNzAcIUAU5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/LrjGTeXD1fQ/s400/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250282855107416978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun day... but now tired tired me... bcoz i did not sleep for the whole day... something just bothering me... argh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-589812056227284928?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/589812056227284928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=589812056227284928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/589812056227284928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/589812056227284928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/movie-with-christine.html' title='Movie with Christine'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SNzAbwA378I/AAAAAAAAAFs/_8gqyuTlVVA/s72-c/DSC00017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6840361600168489031</id><published>2008-09-23T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:52:39.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look!</title><content type='html'>New blog title!!! just 2 old pictures and some edit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only use Paint to get the job done... no Photoshop... not that nice lar, but at least is wider, and look better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give some comment readers!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6840361600168489031?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6840361600168489031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6840361600168489031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6840361600168489031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6840361600168489031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-look.html' title='New Look!'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-819186989358339575</id><published>2008-09-19T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:55:59.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>guys, im tired of everything, everything around me. including my life, my education, my family and what so ever. just start to get worried about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i currently do not have a job, so no income. no income, no money. no money, cant do a lot of things. so a lot things i cant buy, including favorite food, McD. i know it sounds funny, but i really like McD. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second sem is coming, god, can you just drop a bag of cash in front of me??? hur??? i cant manage to get government loan, so a lot things i cant do for college. such as text books, techies(laptop, and stuffs like that), transport( have to save money so that i could pay for the transportation, each day rm 7). i need a high performance laptop to use illustrators and stuffs, and i need a camera. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family, cut the crap please... my dad, you know what guys, why do i have such a father??? he drinks alcohol every single day, get drunk, do and say things that is inpropriate. just today, going out to dinner, he is half drunk, and he drive. he drive damn freakin fast, more than 100 i think, not on LDP, but on normal street!!!! is he mad??!! he is gonna cost us lifes man!!!! he is drunk, visual and hearing will be weak, and he still drive. mom wanna drive for him he insist. DAMN IT!!! then almost all the house bills paid by my mom, he only pay for ta pau food, groceries(sometimes), and F*****G BEERS!!!!!!!! he drink every night!!!!!! hur.............. god..... my everyday college life cost 100+, he only gave me pocket money for like 50 bucks!!!!!! and is not periodically, he wont give me unless i ask!!!!! how could he!!!!! only my mother will ask me everytime whether i have money to spend or not, because i am the most "good" child in the family, although i always get bad or intermediate results, but she always think that im more "guai zai". my sisters are liars, and people that is very "mou sao mei"(means when she use the item, she wont return it to the original place or rearrange it.) and its hard to teach them not to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not request for a rich family, a smart person i am, or what. i just want everything to be balance, normal, and not facing so many problems. can anyone in my family do that? why not? just that the HEAD of the family still remain the same. same old drinker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-819186989358339575?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/819186989358339575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=819186989358339575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/819186989358339575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/819186989358339575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3311664772207707841</id><published>2008-09-17T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:13:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam's Over</title><content type='html'>Yo!!! the exam's over!!!!! free at last... well nothing much actually, just that i've got time to study and go for my driving license test (undang).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow gonna start study, i failed once, so i will not look down on it again... :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3311664772207707841?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3311664772207707841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3311664772207707841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3311664772207707841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3311664772207707841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-over.html' title='Exam&apos;s Over'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-1497452768855041059</id><published>2008-09-16T03:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:03:47.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Stalker</title><content type='html'>look at the time, its already 3:51 am, and im still sitting on my plastic chair, facing the computer, and do nonsense. started online from 6 pm, until now. just used to it, facing the computer for such a long period of time. i just installed streamyx this year, and its, i think.... july. but of course i can handle it, im good in computer. not pro, just good. for basics i know it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to my daily computer life. im used to play computer withour online for more than 6 years. so what you expect, i wont easily get tired because of using the computer too long. some people will, like last time, me and one of my friend went to cyber cafe, we only played 2 hours, and he said he is tired, very dizzy. which means i am well trained by myself... wa ha ha ha ha.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not good to use the computer too long though, gamma rays might affect our health, because we were staring at the screen for too long, gamma rays shoot through our eyes and into our nerves. too scientific... ahaha. but who cares anyway, computer is apart of me right now, everyday, i mean EVERYDAY, i use the computer for this long period. im gonna get mad soon... insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, im bored right now, and i can type so many rubbish. damn... alright, cut the crap already. just let you guys know that don't be like me, otherwise u will end up having your 'life-timetable' up side down, which means u will wake up at the after noon (i woke up everyday 3-4 pm). and sleep at the morning (3-4 as well). but if u insist, or you already became like how i was right now, then welcome, you are the night stalker like me. ahaha. night stalker is DotA hero, he is powerful at the night though, so its called night stalker. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, its time to sleep, tata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S = Shu Ping is already a night stalker, she also sleeps at the morning, but amazingly, wakes up early in the morning as well. pro. are you one of us? muahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-1497452768855041059?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1497452768855041059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=1497452768855041059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1497452768855041059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1497452768855041059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-stalker.html' title='Night Stalker'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3895642727971962876</id><published>2008-09-15T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:47:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring 1</title><content type='html'>bored. now at college computer room, a.k.a CIT room. nothing to do, so blog for fun. now with three people here, shu ping, chin eng, and, that freakin's bastard. anyways, just bored here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the line here sucks, damn slow, use meebo also hang, damn..... then go see friendster, also hang..... damn it..... then decided to blog this post........... it goes smooth while entering blog, i deserve to blog this post.... ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.... leaving soon.... back home and play Gunz!!!!! yeah!!!!!! this is a very nice online game, just started yesterday, you guys should try!!!! is something to do with guns and swords, something like devil may cry... come join me... but play North America version please, because international version server is down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all for now, bye bye.... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3895642727971962876?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3895642727971962876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3895642727971962876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3895642727971962876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3895642727971962876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/boring-1.html' title='Boring 1'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2153020725079729990</id><published>2008-09-11T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:14:01.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Day, The Past... [END]</title><content type='html'>that's it. the end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided what to do next. is, FORGET HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends are right. it's not worth it for me to waste my time on her, because she did not even appreciate me. so for what? i know this sounds a little rude or what, but its true guys. its TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order to do so, i must start looking for some other girl that really know how to love and appreciate. i know in this century, its hard to get this kinda girl because mostly they are very materialistic. likes shopping, spent money and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hope there's a new faith coming to me, and lead me to a new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must pray for more.... wahaha... wish me luck readers!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2153020725079729990?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2153020725079729990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2153020725079729990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2153020725079729990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2153020725079729990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucky-day-past-end.html' title='Lucky Day, The Past... [END]'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6106637084311025473</id><published>2008-09-09T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:47:35.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>communicate = misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>is it easy? or is it hard to communicate with people? try to ask yourself, did you manage to have a perfect conversation with a friend or more all the time? too bad i do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i communicate with a friend, or just giving information, they will immediately misunderstood, or just thought that i was joking, playing a fool or something. you know what, im not the kinda person that likes to fool around. well sometimes i do fooling around if im totally free and in a superb good mood. and every time when im telling information, im totally serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just do not understand why people treat me as in im telling lies. im not a liar, im very honest in allmost everything. when my friend ask me to lie to certain person, i will not do so because i know lying is a bad way of communicating with a person. i did not do anything wrong, i did not get myself ashamed, so why not? just straight forward, tell the f*****g out of what i dislikes and what's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont understand why liars like to lie. they lie because?? i do not know. maybe they think that life with full of disguise is perfect. well i dont think so. recently just happened with a few friends. just trying to tell them what happened, and they think that im jokin, im lying, im just fooling around because im such a joker looking guy. COME ON!!! are you guys out of your mind??!! think maturely you a******s!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those a******s blocked me in msn, i dont bother! but even delete me in friendster??!! what a joke!!! just go to hell f******s!!! sorry about the post today, a lil bit mad about it. well blogging is to release what we were keeping in our heart right? so this is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6106637084311025473?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6106637084311025473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6106637084311025473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6106637084311025473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6106637084311025473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/communicate-misunderstanding.html' title='communicate = misunderstanding'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6203385688914537894</id><published>2008-09-07T02:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T02:32:46.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I stress? Am I not?</title><content type='html'>these days seriously makes me insane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things is bothering me... not just physically, but psychology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first is my health.&lt;br /&gt;as you guys know that i sprain my ankle right? well that sucks though. i just cant do most things. such as walk outside the streets, bath freely, walk more, wear proper shoes, and... i dont know. just damn it. more over, my stomach is not well in these days, i had stomach aches and need to use the toilet all the time. well maybe i ate too much XD though.. but nvm tat. just drink more water and i MIGHT be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second is college.&lt;br /&gt;assignments, exams. damn it.. im really sick of it. assignments deadline is like f@#kin short and exams is like f@#kin hard. just did the mass comm paper. damn! it is damn hard. but i manage to do it well. just hope i can pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, friendship.&lt;br /&gt;just felt lonely these days. do not know why. college friends seem to dislike me, some of it, others stil very nice to me. but those, just go to hell. their faces is so stupid that i felt like wanna slap them hard. but recently, i hav contacted some of my primary school friends. which is very interesting. they totally praise me a lot, that i look a lot different and look handsome. :) well im happy about that. hehe. hope they will organise another gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, love.&lt;br /&gt;my past love is back and of course, the feelings still bares within. how do i stop this anyway? she is my first, everything. including holding hands, hugs, kisses. how could i forget such an experience??? and now we were in contact. but there is a bad thing about her that i really dislikes. so, what should i do guys? should i just forget her? i hope i can. i almost forget her, but she showed up just in front of me at that damn kj station. god, help. anyone can help me do a little brain wash????? i seriously need it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog really helped me a lot. anything that im happy about or mad or... wateva... about i can just say it out loud and show you guys. so readers, i hope you do the same. get yourself a blog site. it is good. and its all thanks to my friend shu ping, who asked me to make a blog and help me register. thanks a lot. and also thanks to you readers, who really read my posts and give comments. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6203385688914537894?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6203385688914537894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6203385688914537894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6203385688914537894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6203385688914537894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-i-stress-am-i-not.html' title='Am I stress? Am I not?'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7857196094337079157</id><published>2008-09-05T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:39:47.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Day, The Past... [Ep 4]</title><content type='html'>today is the big day... the date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... everything seem to be OK... but... i still dun really like the date today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met her at one utama around 6 something.... at the FOS... after that we planned to have dinner at Jeti, the restaurant beside Fisherman... hope u guys know where it is...&lt;br /&gt;so we ate there, and the dinner is.. quite awkward... i really duno y... maybe im still not close with her... or maybe the way she talk to me is quite rude??? i duno... just got that feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after dinner, she said she wanna buy fruit.. so ok, we went to the fruit stall at the one utama bridge.. she bought the "sha gok"(cantonese), so we were walking, and she feed me one piece, i said i dont want, but she insist, so i just put it in my mouth.. not that i dont like, is that i seldom eat fruits... but nvm... its ok for me... feed by her is very nice and lovely though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we reach the circle(event hall), we saw an RC racing competition, well im planning to see, and she suddenly hold my arm, like, HOLD... not hold hands, is arms.. so ok... its nice, and felt a lil nervous at first, but soon get along.. until we reach there, the competition, she still holds it.. and watch with me.. and when its over, she release it and we walk like normal.. after that we went to MPH, book store, i bought some stationaries... she help me choose though... some... then we went to S&amp;amp;J, just look around, and she bought herself a cell phone cotton case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. i went home, she went back to work, we said bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing about this date is, first, the way she talk to me is a lil bit bossy, like saying shut up, and what??!!... and second thing is that, i asked her something that i dislike, and she said yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dislikes it, although my parents are, but i did not hate them because i know why they do it... but "C", why she do it??????.... im seriously disappointed anyway... [wanna know wat is it? ask me in msn]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this story is gonna over soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7857196094337079157?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7857196094337079157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7857196094337079157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7857196094337079157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7857196094337079157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucky-day-past-ep-4.html' title='Lucky Day, The Past... [Ep 4]'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3299980315413651138</id><published>2008-09-04T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:36:34.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Day, The Past...[Ep 3]</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday, i'm living as usual, waiting for my final exam, that is thursday, tomorrow... so around afternoon, i felt bored, wanna study at night, so i just take out my phone, and sms-ed her... just asking her something... erm... you know... ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i sms her and told her that i still likes her, and she said she knew as well, and she thinks about starting all over with me again... and of course i'm the one asking for a second chance... then she just said that we need time, hang out wit me more and know me more, because i'm totally a different person after i went to NS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it... nothing much to say... is a little private though... that is consider a sneak peak already guys.. dont ask for more... ahaha.... so tmr, that is friday, i asked her for a date at, same place, One Utama, 6:00, for a dinner there, still duno where to eat... then after that we shopping again... so guys... WISH ME LUCK!!!!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3299980315413651138?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3299980315413651138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3299980315413651138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3299980315413651138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3299980315413651138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucky-day-pastep-3.html' title='Lucky Day, The Past...[Ep 3]'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5937762421418039154</id><published>2008-09-04T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:29:11.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Day, The Past... [Ep 2]</title><content type='html'>Have I found my love again?? answer is yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl, that i had once loved her..&lt;br /&gt;She is my first, and my love..&lt;br /&gt;To say, after 1 and a half year, I still cant seem to forget her..&lt;br /&gt;Some people said that I'm childish, I'm thinking too much, or even, I do not know what is love..&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's true.. But I'm very sure what I'm doing right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this week, Monday, My modem and network card was broken because of lightning shock..&lt;br /&gt;That day had a stormy afternoon, so it happens without warning. DAMN LIGHTNING!!!&lt;br /&gt;But never mind... I just have to call TMNET, and talk it over, so I could get a guarantee service...&lt;br /&gt;At first i do not know my network card is broken too, until Tuesday, the repairman came over to have a look, and he said that my network card is broken as well...&lt;br /&gt;So what to do????? Go and buy lorrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm planning to go One Utama to buy, and of course, i need a friend to accompany me, because I hate shopping alone...&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, i cant meet out even 1 person, they are either busy, or college, or work....&lt;br /&gt;So then i hav to just sms... HER... because she works at F.O.S(Factory Outlet Store)... so then i might go and see her... and we could go for tea time together, working got break also right.... haha...&lt;br /&gt;So then i sms her, she reply me while working... SIAO!!! but never mind... she say she is very free there, so no need so care about it... and so we planned and I'm gonna see her there... so i reach there, i went in, and her friend, also is my NS friend, is working there!!! cool yo... so we chat a little there, then she suddenly show up behind, that time it was 3:30, and she is gonna break at 4:30, so suddenly my fren called(he called because im tryin to call thru him to meet him out).. he is working at Vincci, and he is having break at that time... what a coinsidence... so i just accompany him, and when reach 4:30, she called and i go and see her, break with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me, "C"(her initial), and jeff, went to KFC... we ate wedges there... after that, they accompany me to go buy the network card... until her break time over, Then I just head back home... but then suddenly my friend, the Vincci guy, called and ask whether i wanna watch movie... so i accepted... and you know what readers... I can use this time and spent some time before the movie with her!!! because she is gonna off at 9:00, and i"m suppose to find the guy at 10:00... so why not?? then i ask her in sms, she said ok... so we hang around middle of new wing and old wing.... went to watson and lots more... and then we sat at the bench in front of Vincci.. where my friend saw me... haha... Then we just sat there and chat... until while waiting for him... she suddenly lie her head on my shoulder... I was... OMG!!! woohooo!!!!! and she made me think of a second chance... then after that, 10:00, 3 of us walk together to the cinema, she is not watching anyway... but never mind... i'm really happy to hang around with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while me n the guy were queing for tickets, she suddenly sms me, and said, "I had a nice day with u, night night..." When i see this msg, i start to think of a good chance, because i think she had feelings with me again... so i just replied her as usual, "im happy too, nite nite..." so after the movie, we watched WALL-E anyway, nice animation... so then i went home, and think about it... think about her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think i should cut this story short... but there will be more Eps coming up... stay tuned guys!!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-5937762421418039154?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5937762421418039154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5937762421418039154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5937762421418039154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5937762421418039154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucky-day-past-ep-2.html' title='Lucky Day, The Past... [Ep 2]'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8615972048522708311</id><published>2008-08-31T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T03:17:33.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>very late post huh, well i usually sleep late, so this is nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the content of this blog is totally emo, and its a long passage.  readers that do not want to get into emo situation, or is in a good mood, please do not read this. if you were interested, i kindly allow u to read. and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i kept on thinking, are friends really important? n my answer is, YES. to say, without friends, i am totally out of my way. with loneliness, boredom, and not respected. as a matter of fact, i do care people a lot. especially friends. i know what i said cant prove everything, but that is me. my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in primary school moments. im just a fat kid dangling around, sucks in studies, and do not know how to communicate. so, i get less friends at that time. while i was that time, i did something that really embaressed me the most. it is private, so i will not share to u readers. after that incident/accident, many people around the school start disliking me, and talking bad things behind my back, and, laughing at me. and it all started while standard 1. not once, though. so what can i do? just spent my primary times, 6 years, with less friends around me, and being not that mature. and i had a best friend there, the only one that respects me and do not mind what happened before. so we just spent our standard 5 and 6 together happily. and of course, theres still others in my class that respects me, so, i really appreciate them, and now ive got their email. im totally happy about it, and too bad, they had a gathering just last month and without inviting me. perhaps they do not have my contact number, i do not mind. i do not blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondary school times, what i think was a new start. but unfortunately, some of the primary friends, or call it, people that do not respect me, is the same school as i was. you know what, i was like dont know what to do that time, i saw them, and say hi, they did not even bother looking at me. so OK, fine, whatever. so i just find some new friends there, and try to dont give a damn about them. and yet, i did it. so then ive been sent to a class that is, not bad. quite some smart guys there. and, after the final exam, i get the last position. told you, i do not know why my studies are that bad. i really tried very hard. so then to the next grade, form 2, ive been sent to the last class. well, i have no choice. so how? just continue and try my best there and hope to get a better result and get to a higher class. so i get new friends there as well, they are better, of course. so then i get along with them pretty well though. until grade 3, form 3, they start to dislike me, maybe is my attitude though. the time i was a selfish, mean, and small gased person. so i deserve to get this punishments. so i tried my best to change myself into a different person. until the last grade, form 5, ive totally changed a lot. ive become a kind person, and do not really bother about the way friends treat me, such as trick me. of course if being tricked, then i'll angry, and they will start to say im small gased. so wat to do? i have to just being fooled and just show them a smile, a smile that i do not want to show. so then, ive got many new friends as well. some of the previous gang also do not dislike me anymore. and while part time job, do get friends, and also first love. until graduation night, i did not attend. because i dont feel like going. i had less friends there, so if i go, i will be very lonely. so after that, i just prepare my self for the national service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the national service, well im not gonna talk about this so much. just let u readers know that national service is not as bad as u think so. it is not that crazed, its fun. and u got the chance to have more friends there. although i had a lot conflict with some of the people there, but some of it still support me and i am very happy. until one week, is the holiday week that we can go home n rest. after the week, we have to get back to the camp. but thats the last day of mine. because i have to further my studies at college. so im taking the trip to go home, and no return. many freinds there took pictures with me, because im tall, so they like to see how is it to be standing beside them. and of course they do not want me to leave, but i have no choice. some of it also like me, come back early. and those guys also studying the same college with me. and we happen to meet each other sometimes at college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, college life, hard and busy days, mind challenging and tight schedules. so the first day i was there, for the orientation. and i do not know where to go, so i saw a guy queing the line to some place, so i happen to tap his shoulder and ask him what to do, and he said is this way. so we intro ourselfs as well. and amazingly, he was studying the same course as i do! very coincidense. so we hang out together, have lunch together, and joke together. he is the lead, because i really dont know what to do there. and then, we started our class, and he intro some guys and girls that he just knew there. they are nice, so we do have a nice conversation, at start. and then some of it is same class, others is same course, diff class. and the guy, is same class. so we had great classes together, and i, mixed almost everyone of them in the class, im not the kinda person that only follows one gang. i like to reunion. and now. some of them already stars to disllike me. i was like WHAT???!!!! its just the first sem and theres people in the class dislikes me? i cant tell who is it here, private. so then fine! i dun care! who needs them anyway! but in another point of view, i suddenly felt, away. away from them, is like im not as closed with them as last time already. well the first sem is gonna over soon. so i hope the second sem will be a new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats it readers. long story right. that is my journey of life. its already being cut short though. and i hope u readers out there will understand how i feel at the moment i typed this blog. i do not get tired, not my mind, not my hands, not my body. i just cant sleep with all these bad memories in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. if u guys can help out, kindly write down ur opinions in the msg log. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8615972048522708311?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8615972048522708311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8615972048522708311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8615972048522708311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8615972048522708311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-1642319141462198930</id><published>2008-08-30T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:21:04.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Product Release</title><content type='html'>ATTENTION PEOPLE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION PEOPLE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The YMCA created a new dish and would like to teach all of you how to do it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLj-2b9qkzI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZJ03SPmqarA/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLj-2b9qkzI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZJ03SPmqarA/s320/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240218377618363186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Chinese Style Spaghetti With Meat Balls"!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steps are just as easy as pie!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have a steamboat dinner at Mutiara Damansara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Order 3 sitter size of steamboat beverages, and 20 meat balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat up almost everything, and left 4 - 5 meatballs inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  When u order set, they provide u a cylinder of Yee Mee, a plate of Mee Hun, and 3 eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. So insert the Yee Mee and Mee Hun inside to boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When its anout to soften(The Mee), crack the eggs inside, n cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 When done, scoop out everything, put them onto a large plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Add in some chili sauce, soy sauce, and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Finally, place the meatballs at the side of the Yee Mee and Mee Hun mix, do a little adjustments, and walah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINNESE STYLE SPAGHETTI WITH MEAT BALLS has been completed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               YMCA Productions&lt;br /&gt;                                                 (Ywen Maniacs Cookery Associations)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-1642319141462198930?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1642319141462198930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=1642319141462198930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1642319141462198930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1642319141462198930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-product-release.html' title='New Product Release'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLj-2b9qkzI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZJ03SPmqarA/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4777824570141447384</id><published>2008-08-29T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:36:35.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwwwhhhhh...... Man........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLffKp6OJtI/AAAAAAAAACw/S2Wd6_gTLec/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLffKp6OJtI/AAAAAAAAACw/S2Wd6_gTLec/s320/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239902065610598098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle have to re wrap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Man!!!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of the previous Chinese medic... Her medicine is not really effective!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So that's why I have to go for another one... Of course a better one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. The new one says that the previous wan did not really rearrange my joint properly, so that is why is hard to heal... And she helped me rearrange again... Of course is the new one who helped me to arrange... When she turn my ankle around, she ask me to relax, don't use strength... So i just relax, and then... she turn it so hard that i can hear cracking sounds from my ankle!!!! Oh DAMN!!!! But it is not really pain... is better right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few massages... and then she wrapped my ankle nice and tight. It is much more better than the previous one. more tight and secure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I hope this really helps so that i could go for the final exam next week......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck guys!!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4777824570141447384?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4777824570141447384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4777824570141447384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4777824570141447384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4777824570141447384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/awwwwhhhhh-man.html' title='Awwwwhhhhh...... Man........'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLffKp6OJtI/AAAAAAAAACw/S2Wd6_gTLec/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2621793904504493154</id><published>2008-08-26T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:51:25.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My right ankle: "I'm FREE!!!!"</title><content type='html'>Yes! Finally, i can unwrap my ankle. Well now it feels FREE... Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, the pain still bears within... It's not fully healed yet though...&lt;br /&gt;But atleast is better than wrapped tight, walk like a zombie, bath with plastic bag and fresh wrapper around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2621793904504493154?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2621793904504493154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2621793904504493154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2621793904504493154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2621793904504493154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-right-ankle-im-free.html' title='My right ankle: &quot;I&apos;m FREE!!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4660611687756897473</id><published>2008-08-25T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T02:31:36.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZzZzZzzzzzz.... NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLGo-lb2kuI/AAAAAAAAABI/_ju8AS9WAaQ/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLGo-lb2kuI/AAAAAAAAABI/_ju8AS9WAaQ/s320/Image054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238153634762887906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man... After 4 consecutive days for my because of my ankle recovery, I'm getting very very very very bored in each day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because cant attend classes in college, so i got no choice but to stay at home doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING BUT ONLINE. BORING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today, at this time, I'm actually sleeping, and then i awake, i came out to blog, typing down nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Its been a long time I've not been at college, and you know what readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY CLASSMATES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not all, is for those that i appreciate the most, for those who treat me as a friend, and for those who respects me and is very friendly with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt feeling right now is like an empty DESERT, without CACTUS, DUSTS, SCORPIONS, or anything that always on the desert...(I seriously do not know what crap am i saying...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my ankle will recover faster, ASAP, so that i could meet my classmates soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4660611687756897473?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4660611687756897473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4660611687756897473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4660611687756897473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4660611687756897473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/zzzzzzzzzzz-not.html' title='ZzZzZzzzzzz.... NOT!!!'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/SLGo-lb2kuI/AAAAAAAAABI/_ju8AS9WAaQ/s72-c/Image054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-2304582070427223978</id><published>2008-08-20T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:02:09.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn... My leg hurts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/8305/20082008199ws0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=152&amp;amp;i=20082008199ws0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/8305/20082008199ws0.a10cfd137b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened to me today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started at college, where me and my friends are going to TBR (Taman Bunga Raya) area for lunch... Because canteen food sucks and we are sick of it... So we decided to go somewhere else to eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then along the journey.. We joked and laughed while walking to that place.. Until we've reached the road that seperates the college and the housing area.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally stepped on one part of the road that is badly damaged..&lt;br /&gt;And i felt... Bent my ankle... and knee down the road.. at last fell down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't expect it to be very serious.. until my ankle starts to swollen... bigger and bigger...&lt;br /&gt;I never felt down this serious before.. it is the first time that it swollens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I immediately sat down at the side of the road... (close that there's some friends accompanying me..) And then i called my mom to quickly come over and get me to the chinese medical place... ("Tit Da")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She arrived.. Then i get in the car.. then went to see the chinese doctor.. then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH MY ANKLE WRAP TIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T Hard to walk you know..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-2304582070427223978?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2304582070427223978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=2304582070427223978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2304582070427223978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/2304582070427223978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-my-leg-hurts.html' title='Damn... My leg hurts...'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5042444131456303157</id><published>2008-08-14T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:10:11.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subculture</title><content type='html'>Today its the big day, because its the day of the conceptual design "subculture" presentation. Me and my team, of course have well prepared, but lack of resources and media, so we just make a dance performance at start of the presentation, POPPING, and then continue our presentation where its suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While presenting, many of my group members were presenting it by looking at the notes from the slide show and read it out. Well i do not like this seriously, because it is not presenting already, its reading. So i just have to present most of it because i'm the only one that can present well in the class.. (&gt;_&lt;")  So after that, other groups present, and guess what... Their presentation is superb.. With a lot resources, Sounds, Videos, Performance.. ( well at least my group have three songs..) So they did well in the presentation, and second thought, my team's presentation SUCKS!!! By the way we are the first to present so there's no wrong that we did some mistake. And the worst thing is while playing a song, the laptop suddenly out of batt... DAMN IT!!! So I just have to carry on the presentation. ( we are using 2 laptops)  So after the presentations over.. Me and the whole class, took a nice picture together.. &lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/6715/dscn1954pg9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=526&amp;amp;i=dscn1954pg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/6715/dscn1954pg9.765507ce16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img46.imageshack.us/img46/698/dscn1952yh7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=46&amp;amp;i=dscn1952yh7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img46.imageshack.us/img46/698/dscn1952yh7.acd6f82bf6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/4410/image124jf1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=185&amp;amp;i=image124jf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/4410/image124jf1.e985f31192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one.. Me and lovely Shu Ping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/3686/dsc06102tt0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=230&amp;amp;i=dsc06102tt0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/3686/dsc06102tt0.b5d9f32122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img119.imageshack.us/img119/166/dscn1976wa1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=119&amp;amp;i=dscn1976wa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img119.imageshack.us/img119/166/dscn1976wa1.94f6351820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DeathNote IV, R... HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img294.imageshack.us/img294/4136/image132jn6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=294&amp;amp;i=image132jn6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img294.imageshack.us/img294/4136/image132jn6.a1ccb0d014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for today's blog..&lt;br /&gt;What a memorable experience for today's event..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-5042444131456303157?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5042444131456303157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5042444131456303157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5042444131456303157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5042444131456303157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/subculture.html' title='Subculture'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-5567072000477644544</id><published>2008-08-07T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:49:14.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at Sunway</title><content type='html'>Today, I actually having class at college till 7 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;But then there's something that makes me missed the last class.&lt;br /&gt;It is the grand dinner with my family at Sunway Hotel restaurant kinda place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a nice dinner there..&lt;br /&gt;Nice dishes..&lt;br /&gt;Nice environment..&lt;br /&gt;And.. Some local artists promote their new local drama.. At the dinner..&lt;br /&gt;With stage performances.. Well its only singing.. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i ate a lot nice dishes there..&lt;br /&gt;They have,&lt;br /&gt;Appetizers and other main course(Chinese food lar..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took only 3 pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/2268/image107iy7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=510&amp;amp;i=image107iy7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/2268/image107iy7.1fa65698a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lobster.. First time i ate.. Kinda small.. But its nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img45.imageshack.us/img45/8499/07082008172uy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=45&amp;amp;i=07082008172uy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img45.imageshack.us/img45/8499/07082008172uy2.4ade5b6d43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my elder sister.. Leng lui leh.. See.. She's drinking 3 bowls of desert!!! Siao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/7958/07082008110ij5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/g.php?h=152&amp;amp;i=07082008110ij5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/7958/07082008110ij5.8cf451aadb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Mom.. She still look young right?? HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today's blog..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys enjoy!!(my pictures, especially my lobster.. HAHA!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-5567072000477644544?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5567072000477644544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=5567072000477644544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5567072000477644544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/5567072000477644544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/dinner-at-sunway.html' title='Dinner at Sunway'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8965044200805574300</id><published>2008-08-06T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:49:18.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Day, The Past...</title><content type='html'>Today, as usual, go to college, attend class(sir is absent), have lunch, ping pong(electricity is out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, I'm getting more and more tired, because these days are driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Too many assignments, too many social distractions, disorders, and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;Family problems occur too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I really don't bother anything else already.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;There's something,&lt;br /&gt;that makes me energize,&lt;br /&gt;makes me wake up all of a sudden..&lt;br /&gt;It makes me forget every stress i'm facing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my ex girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;weird feelings appear,&lt;br /&gt;energy arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said Hi to me, and, i replied like normal, of course.. But I'm quite nervous at first.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy that i could see her again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she look a lot different from last time.&lt;br /&gt;She cut her hair short, grew taller(i think it's the high heels..), slim body..&lt;br /&gt;She is just stunningly attractive to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while we chat, not even 1 sentence is spoken, my mom(transport), has arrived..&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. "Oh man, why don't u just come after an hour.. HAHA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;So we just wave at each other, said bye..&lt;br /&gt;I sat inside the car, and sweet and happy memories flash back in my head.. I can't stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;about the past, until i suddenly received a message, it's from her!&lt;br /&gt;Amazing is that, she change number! to Maxis!(well she used digi, i'm maxis..)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy at that time, because i finally got the chance to communicate with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she said she was studying makeup at kelana jaya, its where the lrt station's location,&lt;br /&gt;which means, is where i always show up there.. COOL...&lt;br /&gt;I tried to ask her out for dinner at the next day, and she refused, wait.. not a bad thing,&lt;br /&gt;she asked me out to ou(one utama).. that's just beside my house!!&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like this is the luckiest day of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class tutor is absent, the ping pong sport complex's electricity is out,&lt;br /&gt;and i finally met her again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have any intention of flirting her, just thought of it. and, my feelings to her,&lt;br /&gt;still stays within my heart. How could i forget her? she is my first love, everything i've did with her, is my first time. so, i can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to be together with her again, or anything, by just looking at her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already satisfying me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8965044200805574300?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8965044200805574300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8965044200805574300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8965044200805574300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8965044200805574300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/past.html' title='Lucky Day, The Past...'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3386249148507432931</id><published>2008-08-03T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:05:04.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PC Fair...</title><content type='html'>It's awesome man!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the, i think... the 5th time I went to pc fair... (if i'm not mistaken)&lt;br /&gt;Its the last day, sunday of course, best day to shop for cheap and cool gadgets,&lt;br /&gt;computer hardware and much more...&lt;br /&gt;Too bad i'm going with my sisters and sis's boy friend...&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to follow me on that day...&lt;br /&gt;Nvm that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do bought a lot things...&lt;br /&gt;erm.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a 'PENDRIVE' pendrive 4GB, RM 38...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'Logitech' keyboard, RM 29...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'Sonicgear" SUBWOOFER SPEAKER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Worth only RM 99!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The speaker is damn cool yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i love trance, techno, hardstyle musics...&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;A nice speaker is COMPULSORY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally dump all the lousy speakers and the stupid keyboard!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Those junks make me sick!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying my speaker,&lt;br /&gt;With loud Techno Music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a disco in my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just M****R F*****G AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3386249148507432931?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3386249148507432931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3386249148507432931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3386249148507432931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3386249148507432931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/pc-fair.html' title='PC Fair...'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-6085911483169612592</id><published>2008-08-03T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T14:30:03.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Around us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lots of kinds of sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that provides the best sound,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music creates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMOTION,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARMONY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brings me to a different world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That gives me no pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the music world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the music world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confident,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the music world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No problems,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No distractions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No stress and pressure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will take over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because MUSIC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS MY LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-6085911483169612592?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6085911483169612592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=6085911483169612592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6085911483169612592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/6085911483169612592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/08/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-4870326076965350692</id><published>2008-07-30T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:55:48.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder</title><content type='html'>It's cute,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's fun to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's caring,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's characteristic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's worth to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY is it makes me so mesmerized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY is it that makes me care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY is it that took my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody can answer me these questions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to say NO to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody can understand how i feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not understand everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For though I do not have the right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have the ability,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To release my feelings to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To solve it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to lose this feeling out of me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-4870326076965350692?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4870326076965350692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=4870326076965350692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4870326076965350692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/4870326076965350692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonder.html' title='Wonder'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-503239835447652768</id><published>2008-07-29T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:04:18.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my Family Crushing??</title><content type='html'>After i reach home at 7, thought of having a nice dinner, smoothin' shower, n go online to update my blog about the LRT stuff... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these did not happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because my father, he drank a little, so its a little drunk... not tat serious tough,&lt;br /&gt;at least he still  know wat he's doin'...&lt;br /&gt;and when he reached home (he fetch me back, along wit mom.). he saw grandma eating dinner,&lt;br /&gt;wit only 1 dish...&lt;br /&gt;my father get angry all of a sudden, by putting down his wallet n keys on the table,&lt;br /&gt;but very hard way... its very loud n i shocked a bit...&lt;br /&gt;n then he walked to grandma, n start scolding her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;"Now u eating ur own is it?? not drinking the soup i boil n roast duck i bought??!! n now u cooked urself a dish so u dun need my food is it??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then grandma starts to fight back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;"im waiting for u till im very hungry, so i cooked myself a dish instead so tat i could eat first!&lt;br /&gt;no way u ask me to only drink soup!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then the next thing she said was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOW U NOTHING TO SCOLD IS IT!!! HAR!!! NOTHING TO SCOLD IS IT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then my father just walked out a the house, hav a sit on the swing n ignoring her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mom, cant take it. so she immediately went in and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;"wat u think?! me n ur son were working so hard!! just to hav a nice family going on!! how come u always so stubborn n think negative way!!! cant u just live wit a positive thinking!! u're grown up! u're not a kid anymore! so just enjoy ur next half life without causing any trouble!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then grandma says:&lt;br /&gt;"u r the one always teach ur childrens bad! now they were always ignoring me! not care about me! its like im transparents!!! its all ur fault!!! so now u r tryin to hav me get out of this house??!! is tat wat  u wan??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the argues go on... until... my mom wins the argue... (i do not wanna show the fight conversations, its private n confidential. sry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, to say, tis is not the first argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been more than 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im affraid tat this family will seperate soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to say the truth, i did not ignore my grandma nor my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;we just do not hav topic to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;n she's behaving like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;we cant stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so can say tat all of our family members do not like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-503239835447652768?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/503239835447652768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=503239835447652768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/503239835447652768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/503239835447652768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-my-family-crushing.html' title='Is my Family Crushing??'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-8120179295041562838</id><published>2008-07-29T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:29:25.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had a Bad Day...</title><content type='html'>Today, i wake up, its a very nice morning...&lt;br /&gt;birds singing, that makes me feel energetic...&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice shower, get ready, and go to college with a good mood... (well i did not take breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to reach college at 8 o'clock, to attend the mass comm tutorial...&lt;br /&gt;so i reach LRT station at 7, 45 minutes journey of LRT and 5 minutes of bus journey,&lt;br /&gt;should be enough time to reach the class without late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD, there's something happening at the LRT station...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is more than 1 case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ST: i reach to the ticket counter, where i usually pass through to the station...&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden, alot, ALOT of people were stucked at the scanning thing queuing up...&lt;br /&gt;it is the scanner broken down... everyone just wait there in a line so that is done,&lt;br /&gt;then they can pass...&lt;br /&gt;after a while, the machine was fixed, and everyone immediately rush to the station...&lt;br /&gt;im doing that as well... haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;because i've been waiting there for like an hour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND: so its already 8 am, so it is terribly late...&lt;br /&gt;so i imeediately queue up so that i can reach there earlier...&lt;br /&gt;then... all of a sudden again... the LRT had a serious TECHNICAL PROBLEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;the problem is... I DONO!!!&lt;br /&gt;and wat happened is each station it stopped, it has to be standby for like 5-15 minutes per station...&lt;br /&gt;so wat to do??? i hav to take it then!!!&lt;br /&gt;so total up all these problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[I'VE SPENT 3.5(THREE AND A HALF) HOURS JUST TO GET TO TARCOLLEGE!!!!!!!!!!!!]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i missed the tutorial! then i'm extremely physically and mentally distracted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know wat readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ride is much more suffering then roller coasters...&lt;br /&gt;(i did not ride a rollercoaster before... but i think is more suffering... (&gt;_&lt;"))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-8120179295041562838?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8120179295041562838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=8120179295041562838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8120179295041562838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/8120179295041562838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-had-bad-day.html' title='I Had a Bad Day...'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-7956110615541836237</id><published>2008-07-28T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T14:41:18.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz...</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm quite unhappy for today...&lt;br /&gt;because i cant apply the PTPTN loan... DAMN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st reason is that i'm under aged!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not 18 yet, so i cant apply it for my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd reason is that it's too late!!!&lt;br /&gt;because the application batch is gonna be over on end of this month!!!&lt;br /&gt;so... its really too late... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know wat... i need cash in order to smoothen up my studies...&lt;br /&gt;and... i cant seem to apply it...&lt;br /&gt;i have to wait till NEXT YEAR...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so......................................................&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll be 18 soon enough!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-7956110615541836237?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7956110615541836237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=7956110615541836237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7956110615541836237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/7956110615541836237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiz.html' title='Haiz...'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-3391714977540676351</id><published>2008-07-26T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:14:45.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day....</title><content type='html'>Today, me, Yian Kuan, Shi Rui, See Hwai, and... Shu Ping, went to KLCC art gallery...&lt;br /&gt;WE have a great day there, we had Pizza hut for lunch there, and then we go to the art gallery...&lt;br /&gt;to do research regarding wit art assignment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the SHU PING, left early in the process, just to see, JNK...&lt;br /&gt;some malaysian group singers.. i dono who the hell is it... nvm...&lt;br /&gt;get back to the art gallery... we looked at alot pictures... took alot photographs... and...&lt;br /&gt;we realize that... THAT PLACE SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Very, i mean very little infos over there... so. . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;We change location.. and went to Titiwangsa.&lt;br /&gt;For National Art Gallery!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That place is just nice, alot infos, picts, paintings, and figures...&lt;br /&gt;we were amazed.. so we took alot pictures there.. and of course..&lt;br /&gt;we were inside the pictures as well...&lt;br /&gt;im happy bcoz this is the 1st, i mean 1st, time, i took so many picts wif frens... aspecially girls...&lt;br /&gt;they r my class mates, they treat me vry well, n they r worth to be a fren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Times square..&lt;br /&gt;'just walking around, shopping, n had dinner(not consider dinner, just drink n fries..) there..&lt;br /&gt;it is a vry happy day for me today, i will rmb every moment we had there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-3391714977540676351?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3391714977540676351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=3391714977540676351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3391714977540676351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/3391714977540676351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-day.html' title='Happy day....'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3586274201004117788.post-1260744410106450437</id><published>2008-07-24T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:19:09.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New start..</title><content type='html'>This is my very 1ST blog...&lt;br /&gt;Just have it to express my feelings.. nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my friend Shu Ping..&lt;br /&gt;To teach me how to create one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's still a "bee" to me.. HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also Ms. Blek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Blogger... Crazy blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all i wanna say...&lt;br /&gt;Anything happens next.. I will definitely tell..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!! (&gt;_&lt;")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586274201004117788-1260744410106450437?l=ryanarchangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1260744410106450437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3586274201004117788&amp;postID=1260744410106450437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1260744410106450437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3586274201004117788/posts/default/1260744410106450437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanarchangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-start.html' title='New start..'/><author><name>Ryan Ywen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07831552158671326582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rT4-wktcCiI/STWAEzmXu5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MrxB4l3eavU/S220/DSC00017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
