<?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-5101035933954962405</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:14:41.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coke Is What We're All About</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-7345442278170368418</id><published>2010-07-09T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:02:17.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblr</title><content type='html'>now suddenly everyone started using tumblr..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;like all of a sudden everybody in curtin is using tumblr..&lt;br /&gt;and those who use to blog on blogger doesnt do it anynore..&lt;br /&gt;or some rarely.. &lt;br /&gt;btw im talking about those yg very active in blogging..&lt;br /&gt;u know who u are..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-7345442278170368418?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7345442278170368418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=7345442278170368418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/7345442278170368418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/7345442278170368418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2010/07/tumblr.html' title='tumblr'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-8252427321810678987</id><published>2010-07-07T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T09:05:43.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hdd</title><content type='html'>my newly bought (23 march 2010) just failed on me..&lt;br /&gt;the hdd is 2tb..&lt;br /&gt;and like 30% of it full with movie weyh!!&lt;br /&gt;i hope the movies and series will still be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor ask me to rest for a week..&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt i can do that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2101898307579435194</id><published>2010-05-19T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:49:40.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excuses..?</title><content type='html'>well, its easy for us 2 gives excuses..&lt;br /&gt;such as having a headache, backache, etc2..&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes if we push ourselves a lil more and achieved in completing the task wouldnt the satisfaction be more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that sometimes its like bloody hell painful..&lt;br /&gt;then its ok laa..&lt;br /&gt;but if like 2 me sakit2 sikit and cant do work mcm cant terime sgt laa..&lt;br /&gt;but i consider also the individual nye thp tahan kesakitan..&lt;br /&gt;not that mean kot..&lt;br /&gt;or am i..&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.............&lt;div 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title='excuses..?'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-464724641341661040</id><published>2010-04-19T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:50:51.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night..??</title><content type='html'>its a night where i couldnt sleep..&lt;br /&gt;even tried counting sheeps..&lt;br /&gt;staring at the walls that creeks..&lt;br /&gt;been thinking about the week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week that started out fine..&lt;br /&gt;but later felt like being fined..&lt;br /&gt;for an unknown crime..&lt;br /&gt;committed as the moon shine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like being pushed..&lt;br /&gt;and even being used..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why oh why ive been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;thinking how my heart is breaking..&lt;br /&gt;eyes felt like leaking..&lt;br /&gt;angers start shimmering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;points have been spoken..&lt;br /&gt;promise have been broken..&lt;br /&gt;felt like ur in prison..&lt;br /&gt;and need to escape urgent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u still kept on waiting..&lt;br /&gt;for the person to stop pretending..&lt;br /&gt;and start thinking..&lt;br /&gt;about what ive been speaking..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-464724641341661040?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/464724641341661040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=464724641341661040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/464724641341661040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/464724641341661040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2010/04/night.html' title='Night..??'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-1120401500440278385</id><published>2010-04-19T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:34:51.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life u dont really know what 2 do..&lt;br /&gt;i mean ur like a split road..&lt;br /&gt;unsure of taking which path..&lt;br /&gt;afraid to choose a destination..&lt;br /&gt;maybe also haunted by old memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all dream of having a peaceful life..&lt;br /&gt;one without any pressure..&lt;br /&gt;one which we are appreciated by what we've done..&lt;br /&gt;one where you x feel like ur being used..&lt;br /&gt;a life where just happiness floats around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all wish that theres somebody out there for you..&lt;br /&gt;someone who truly understands you..&lt;br /&gt;someone that makes ur day..&lt;br /&gt;someone who doesnt put their selves first..&lt;br /&gt;a partner that is worth living for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all know that life is x that easy..&lt;br /&gt;knows that life is a roller coaster ride..&lt;br /&gt;knows that no one is perfect in this world..&lt;br /&gt;knows that we cant run away from misery sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;a life of unknowing future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-1120401500440278385?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/1120401500440278385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=1120401500440278385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/1120401500440278385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/1120401500440278385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-691126104978238292</id><published>2010-04-17T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:43:43.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTA!!!</title><content type='html'>waa.. its been so long since i played dota with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss it..&lt;br /&gt;we used to play until like 2 in the morning like that..&lt;br /&gt;best2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.ssis.edu.vn/michaelt/files/2009/05/dota3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 672px; height: 950px;" src="http://blog.ssis.edu.vn/michaelt/files/2009/05/dota3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-691126104978238292?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/691126104978238292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=691126104978238292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/691126104978238292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/691126104978238292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2010/04/dota.html' title='DOTA!!!'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2227989380520705221</id><published>2010-04-14T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:46:07.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hanna..</title><content type='html'>aaaa... im missing hanna (my kitty btw, x the ex)&lt;br /&gt;she so cute but kinda aggressive..&lt;br /&gt;she likes to tackle people on the leg hand and any other part that she could reach..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its a bit painful and hands will be full of scars..&lt;br /&gt;even my face pnh kene coz she was over excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her fave hobby is:&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she likes 2 eat a lot till it cause her pain.. &lt;br /&gt;my mom and grandparents thought that she was pregnant coz she was very fat..&lt;br /&gt;so mom send her to the vet to "kasi" her..&lt;br /&gt;then when she picked hanna up from the vet later, the vet told her she wasnt pregnant..&lt;br /&gt;its just her fat was really thick..&lt;br /&gt;poor girl..&lt;br /&gt;she had 2 wear a cone over her head for 2 weeks kot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AMBUSH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanna, likes 2 sneak up on people and grab them by their legs..&lt;br /&gt;her fave legs.. my grandma.. &lt;br /&gt;then my grandma will squeal coz terkejut..&lt;br /&gt;she even pnah made my grandma fall..&lt;br /&gt;she will also do that to strangers..&lt;br /&gt;no shame this cat..&lt;br /&gt;wani was afraid of her went she drop by the house that day..&lt;br /&gt;coz hanna was extra hyper that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she likes to drink water directly from the water tap..&lt;br /&gt;she wont drink water if we put it in her bowl..&lt;br /&gt;and before drinking she'll test the water with her paw first..&lt;br /&gt;she also clean herself up with tap water..&lt;br /&gt;x using her saliva like other cats..&lt;br /&gt;but she x like 2 mandi thats for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a cat i rarely see her sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;shes like a very active cat..&lt;br /&gt;till sometimes i dont know what she does until she got tangled up on her collar..&lt;br /&gt;but yea, she makes our day..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/S8gHeq0S0AI/AAAAAAAAACg/_LVM88vRXAY/s1600/IMG_5834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 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type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2010/04/hanna.html' title='hanna..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/S8gHeq0S0AI/AAAAAAAAACg/_LVM88vRXAY/s72-c/IMG_5834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-3000883648636656552</id><published>2010-02-23T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:58:30.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart broken</title><content type='html'>i just finish playing basketball with my friends at curtin uni just now.&lt;br /&gt;well it wasnt the 1st time we played basketball since i got back to miri. &lt;br /&gt;to be honest, my muscle still feel painful till now even after like 2 days of resting. im just x like before when i can play for hours on a single day and still come down to play the following day felling strong and energetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel... OLD!!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not like it..&lt;br /&gt;i use to be like the leader of a lion hunting group (yes i know the lioness is the one that does all the hunting). but now its like im the lion. wait for the lioness to do the work just come 2 eat if the succeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad part is that im only 22. still young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the 2 players below are my fave basketball player.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wallpapers.jootix.com/upload/DesktopWallpapers/thumbs/Sendoh-vs-Rukawa-sendoh-rukawa-slamdunk_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://wallpapers.jootix.com/upload/DesktopWallpapers/thumbs/Sendoh-vs-Rukawa-sendoh-rukawa-slamdunk_big.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-3000883648636656552?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/3000883648636656552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=3000883648636656552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/3000883648636656552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/3000883648636656552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2010/02/heart-broken.html' title='heart broken'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-5242541824179493632</id><published>2010-01-08T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T06:25:27.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bloging while working which means that it's a boring and slow day. But why? It's a weekend kan.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my "twin" has gone back to uni so it's less cheerful and competitive one might say. &lt;br /&gt;One day me and him had like a contest to see who's the fastest to do things around here. Well it's a tie for like drinks bot ice blended and hot. But he won at cashiering. Damn that buggers fast. But I got him back at gourmet. Wohooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realize I'm x fit Nymore. I had to run and buy some eggs just a few mins ago as the delivery haven't arrived yet. And now I'm out of breath. *panting&lt;br /&gt;need to boost up my stamina. like start to exercise, play sports and jog.. &lt;br /&gt;one of my staff also said im buncit now.. demn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-5242541824179493632?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5242541824179493632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=5242541824179493632' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/5242541824179493632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/5242541824179493632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-4638072231812015485</id><published>2009-12-29T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:29:05.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee bean update</title><content type='html'>heyya..&lt;br /&gt;been so long since i blogged huh..&lt;br /&gt;guess no one reads my blog nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway today was like the day the otai or aka old timers fall..&lt;br /&gt;in other words we (the old timers) made a mistake/screw something up..&lt;br /&gt;well cant really blame anyone..&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up after what have been like a few mins sleep with an aching body..&lt;br /&gt;and also x mood to work at all..&lt;br /&gt;so ive decided 2 x be the cashier and let the other stuff do it..&lt;br /&gt;but in the morning while brewing a new coffee, i accidentally forgot to close the nozzle up front..  &lt;br /&gt;this resulted in a "banjir" situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cilaka all the staff including the manager was like happy for some reason after i screw up..&lt;br /&gt;but i fell with a standing ovation..&lt;br /&gt;then later my "twin" came work late la and i x really know what he screwed up in the kitchen..&lt;br /&gt;but my manager was like " ahahaha.. ape cte otai hr ni? sume bwud salah jer"&lt;br /&gt;but just a while after that we showed her whos bos..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway today i broke my record with a total of 34 cappuccino made on a weekday..&lt;br /&gt;previous is like 28 kot..&lt;br /&gt;the most order i had in one go was like 8 caps..&lt;br /&gt;*caps is short form for cappuccino for those who dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO MAKE A CAPPUCCINO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;br /&gt;step 1&lt;br /&gt;Make a 1 1/2 oz. espresso, leaving enough water in the espresso machine to steam some milk. (See "How to Make an Espresso" in the Related eHows section.)&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;Step 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put espresso in a 5-oz. or larger cup so that you have room for the milk.&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;Step 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set espresso machine to steam.&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;Step 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill a stainless-steel carafe with 3 oz. cold milk and insert the steam nozzle.&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;Step 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place nozzle halfway down in milk and leave it in milk for 45 to 60 seconds, or until the milk is hot and there's enough foam for your preference.&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;Step 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add 1 1/2 oz. steamed milk to the cup of espresso.&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;Step 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoon some foamed milk onto the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that.. heheh &lt;br /&gt;the tricky part is the foam..&lt;br /&gt;the best foam would be when u put a spoon or somethng in the middle of the foam like straight upwards, the spoon wont fall down..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-4638072231812015485?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/4638072231812015485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=4638072231812015485' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/4638072231812015485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/4638072231812015485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/12/coffee-bean-update.html' title='coffee bean update'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2958439893928286635</id><published>2009-10-19T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T07:32:32.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wohoo</title><content type='html'>wow..&lt;br /&gt;finally im blogging..&lt;br /&gt;ngeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yesterday we (as in me and the other crew of my group) danced for a project care..&lt;br /&gt;before the performance starts i wasnt nervous pon..&lt;br /&gt;dont know why.. &lt;br /&gt;but ammar was restless (poor thing)..&lt;br /&gt;there was one fucked up part where they didnt prepare for the props that we need which is only a bench for gods sake..&lt;br /&gt;kesian asfan.. he was mad.. &lt;br /&gt;well so was i and anis..&lt;br /&gt;and we like to apologize for that actually to suhas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think the performance was kinda went well..&lt;br /&gt;kinda glad it was dark..&lt;br /&gt;so we cant really see the audience..&lt;br /&gt;was excited went it finished..&lt;br /&gt;wohoo0o..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the CIRCUS went well..&lt;br /&gt;it was a good show..&lt;br /&gt;i like the shuffler and the clown..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to see more action from ester on the drums though..&lt;br /&gt;and ammar won the lucky draw to Long Makabar..&lt;br /&gt;goodluck ammar..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went out for a late dinner..&lt;br /&gt;we went to seahorse..&lt;br /&gt;kim, anis, kenx and clarence played pool there..&lt;br /&gt;had lambchop..&lt;br /&gt;was soooo hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then anis wanted to go clubbing..&lt;br /&gt;agnes mule2 dont want coz got class..&lt;br /&gt;but eventually followed jgak..&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;so first we head for thai bar, but it was closed..&lt;br /&gt;then we went to cb but also closed..&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we just went to tg lobang..&lt;br /&gt;played at the playground..&lt;br /&gt;choc people and vanilla people so hyper that night dont know why.. &lt;br /&gt;later we just hang out and talker on the seesaw..&lt;br /&gt;at about 315 i ammar was already lying down on the sea saw, asfan was and clarence fell asleep sitting on it..&lt;br /&gt;so time to head back..&lt;br /&gt;had fun..&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile since i went out late night like that..&lt;br /&gt;wanna do it again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-2958439893928286635?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-482966298861332799</id><published>2009-07-25T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:05:01.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts or feelings</title><content type='html'>do u guys normally come to a conclusion or decision according to ur feelings or ur thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;most people say that they would follow their thoughts more..&lt;br /&gt;coz feelings are not reliable and tends to be bias..&lt;br /&gt;but i think thoughts are also the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me myself am a thinker.. &lt;br /&gt;i think alot..&lt;br /&gt;but as once told me b4, i tend to think to deep..&lt;br /&gt;she said that is not good..&lt;br /&gt;but i think if u think things deeply u can most likely predict and u know get ready for whatever happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of the times i cant think straight as to many thoughts cross my mind..&lt;br /&gt;so i use my feelings to make a decision..&lt;br /&gt;and most of the times this method works for me..&lt;br /&gt;so i think and feel using both ways is better..&lt;br /&gt;what bout u..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-482966298861332799?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/482966298861332799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=482966298861332799' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/482966298861332799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/482966298861332799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts-or-feelings.html' title='thoughts or feelings'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-7913692019954624766</id><published>2009-05-24T00:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:53:13.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never grow up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="344" height="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m7rfndwolws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m7rfndwolws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="344" height="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u ever wished that u always be a kid forever..&lt;br /&gt;that you x have to be a grown up..&lt;br /&gt;where everything is possible..&lt;br /&gt;ur happy all the time..&lt;br /&gt;except maybe when you x get things like sweets or ice cream that u want..&lt;br /&gt;when you x know how to love others besides ur fam..&lt;br /&gt;where sorrow is a mile a way..&lt;br /&gt;x responsibility..&lt;br /&gt;just joy and happiness, laughter all the way..&lt;br /&gt;yea i always wish i was a kid..&lt;br /&gt;and i still hope the kid inside me (mayb left only a fragment of it) will stay there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-7913692019954624766?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7913692019954624766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=7913692019954624766' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/7913692019954624766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/7913692019954624766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/05/never-grow-up_24.html' title='Never grow up..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-9082870268339053167</id><published>2009-05-23T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:16:01.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas omalley song.. =P</title><content type='html'>I'm like a chee-chee-chee-chee-rony like they make at home&lt;br /&gt;Or a healthy fish with a big backbone&lt;br /&gt;I'm Abraham De Lacy&lt;br /&gt;Guiseppe Casey&lt;br /&gt;Thomas O'Malley&lt;br /&gt;O'Malley the alley cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got that wanderlust&lt;br /&gt;Gotta walk the scene&lt;br /&gt;Gotta kick up highway dust&lt;br /&gt;Feel the grass that's green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta strut them city streets&lt;br /&gt;Showin' off my eclat, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' my friends of the social elite&lt;br /&gt;Or some cute cat I happen to meet&lt;br /&gt;That I'm&lt;br /&gt;Abraham De Lacy&lt;br /&gt;Guiseppe Casey&lt;br /&gt;Thomas O'Malley&lt;br /&gt;O'Malley the alley cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm king of the highway&lt;br /&gt;Prince of the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;Duke of the avant-garde&lt;br /&gt;The world is my backyard&lt;br /&gt;So if you're goin' my way&lt;br /&gt;That's the road you wanna seek&lt;br /&gt;Calcutta to Rome or home, sweet home,&lt;br /&gt;In Paris, magnifique, you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got myself&lt;br /&gt;And this big old world&lt;br /&gt;But I sip that cup of life&lt;br /&gt;With my fingers curled&lt;br /&gt;I don't worry what road to take&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to think of that&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I take is the road I make&lt;br /&gt;It's the road of life make no mistake&lt;br /&gt;For me, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Abraham De Lacy&lt;br /&gt;Guiseppe Casey&lt;br /&gt;Thomas O'Malley&lt;br /&gt;O'Malley the alley cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very proud of that&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-9082870268339053167?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/9082870268339053167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=9082870268339053167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/9082870268339053167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/9082870268339053167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/05/thomas-omalley-song-p.html' title='Thomas omalley song.. =P'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-7888775200930785157</id><published>2009-05-22T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:22:47.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>depressing huh..</title><content type='html'>i wish i could be with you one day..&lt;br /&gt;and bring you happiness through night and day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all ur doubts are cleared away..&lt;br /&gt;and realise that i am here to stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u think that day would come..&lt;br /&gt;or you'll just be too numb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too scared to do anything..&lt;br /&gt;for its a burden, o0o yes it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if being a statue is what you'll do..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i cant call u my boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish you would stand up for me..&lt;br /&gt;but instead you just walk out and flee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how important they are to you..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i could be one of them too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard for me to let you go..&lt;br /&gt;its not as easy as counting 1,2, go..&lt;br /&gt;this sorrow feeling u should know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o god please x let this be..&lt;br /&gt;another feeling of heart breaking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a feeling as if being thrown away..&lt;br /&gt;by the one i love through night and day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you open your heart then maybe you'll see..&lt;br /&gt;i could be what ever you need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be your clown..&lt;br /&gt;i could be your knight in shining amour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be your mentor..&lt;br /&gt;i could even be your taxi driver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly, o0o yes baby..&lt;br /&gt; i could be your lover..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-7888775200930785157?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7888775200930785157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=7888775200930785157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/7888775200930785157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/7888775200930785157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/05/depressing-huh.html' title='depressing huh..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-808748729037586177</id><published>2009-04-28T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:11:06.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>you know how hard it is to pls everyone kan..&lt;br /&gt;and being me, i don usually explain 2 people why i do things..&lt;br /&gt;so i just wanna apologise to my friends yg mane rase tersinggung or anything..&lt;br /&gt;but i still determine on keeping my promise to that someone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-808748729037586177?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/808748729037586177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=808748729037586177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/808748729037586177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/808748729037586177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-6178137686477845960</id><published>2009-04-25T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:18:10.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if only i could wear her shoes and makes her taste what it feels like</title><content type='html'>first of all, is the title correct x asha..?&lt;br /&gt;x igt lerr..&lt;br /&gt;o well. can change later if slh..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the title..&lt;br /&gt;"if only i could wear her shoes and makes her taste what it feels like"&lt;br /&gt;most of u would think "hey, shouldnt it be the other way around" or "this doesnt make sense"&lt;br /&gt;yea.. technically it would sound better if it goes "if only she could wear my shoes and taste how it feels like"&lt;br /&gt;mayb thats whats wrong with things now could..&lt;br /&gt;people always want things to be how they are meant too..&lt;br /&gt;mayb once in awhile we should open our brains and thinking broader..&lt;br /&gt;like the title, it could mean that the girl x even know what she really feels..&lt;br /&gt;like shes indecisive..&lt;br /&gt;or mayb t means that she shouldnt feel what she's feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea..&lt;br /&gt;thing could appear more then it seems..&lt;br /&gt;so we musnt judge em with an instant..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we should lean back relax and think of the situation and think of the benefits we could obtained from it..&lt;br /&gt;for example td i wanted to eat mcd, but suddenly the STUPID miri mcd couldnt sell nything else xcept for chic..&lt;br /&gt;at first i was kinda pissed lerr with the mcd..&lt;br /&gt;but thinking back mayb its good laa kot&lt;br /&gt;coz 1stly i can save some money..&lt;br /&gt;secondly i wasnt in a real good mood td..&lt;br /&gt;so i may not enjoy the food..&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. everything have two sides to its..&lt;br /&gt;its up 2 us to search for it..&lt;br /&gt;err..&lt;br /&gt;am i talking nonesense lg ka..?&lt;br /&gt;told u my blog x best..&lt;br /&gt;=.=!&lt;br /&gt;x need to read it nymore leh..&lt;br /&gt;da2.. go close this browser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i feel this blog is soo sucky..&lt;br /&gt;will edit later kay.. mls lerr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-6178137686477845960?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6178137686477845960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=6178137686477845960' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/6178137686477845960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/6178137686477845960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-only-i-could-wear-her-shoes-and.html' title='if only i could wear her shoes and makes her taste what it feels like'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-4198616364080511622</id><published>2009-04-12T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:47:21.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh...</title><content type='html'>how could you do this to me..&lt;br /&gt;just in a blink of an eye..&lt;br /&gt;u stab me in the back..&lt;br /&gt;*ouch*&lt;br /&gt;it hurts, really does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could depend on you..&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were different..&lt;br /&gt;but my oh my..&lt;br /&gt;you are practically the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your words are like slipery stone..&lt;br /&gt;your actions are like the weather forecast..&lt;br /&gt;and your promise is like waiting for santa for a kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh btw..&lt;br /&gt;istill think the word "love" and also phrases like i love you, saya cinta kamu, ashiteru, ja'dore, szeretlek te'ged, phom rak khun, and much more is widely misused nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;its been commonly used such as "im LOVING it"..&lt;br /&gt;and how easily people could utter 143 till theres no feeling left to it when saying it..&lt;br /&gt;or like when it just becomes a habit..&lt;br /&gt;for example when a bf wants 2 hang up the phone after a convo with her gf he'll end with "i love u" without any feeling to it..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didnt make anyone i have uttered those words to feel like i x mean it..&lt;br /&gt;coz i do mean it everytime i said it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-4198616364080511622?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/4198616364080511622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=4198616364080511622' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/4198616364080511622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/4198616364080511622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh.html' title='argh...'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2940613748980997239</id><published>2009-04-10T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:03:22.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>promise..</title><content type='html'>a few days ago you made a promise..&lt;br /&gt;a promise that changed how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;changed what i think of how things will be..&lt;br /&gt;a promise i really hope you'll keep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago you promised me something..&lt;br /&gt;you promise things would never change..&lt;br /&gt;no matter through thick or thin..&lt;br /&gt;things will always stay the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago you made a promise..&lt;br /&gt;that made me feel..&lt;br /&gt;that even when were miles apart..&lt;br /&gt;we will always be in each others heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also made a promise to you..&lt;br /&gt;a promise not to take a cigarette nor two..&lt;br /&gt;although i'm afraid i'll break your heart..&lt;br /&gt;i know i can keep my word with u by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i promise u my dear..&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep that promise for as long as i could..&lt;br /&gt;i'll try not to disappoint you by any means..&lt;br /&gt;coz your the one i want for as long as i breathe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-2940613748980997239?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2940613748980997239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=2940613748980997239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/2940613748980997239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/2940613748980997239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/promise.html' title='promise..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-6318413847999897615</id><published>2009-04-09T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:49:46.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kpd ammar..</title><content type='html'>Ammar!!&lt;br /&gt;mp3 ak xleyh on langsung..&lt;br /&gt;da dkat 2 minggu..&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;ganti ngan ipod touch!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-6318413847999897615?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6318413847999897615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=6318413847999897615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/6318413847999897615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/6318413847999897615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/kpd-ammar.html' title='kpd ammar..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-3330619678835022955</id><published>2009-04-09T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:42:51.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>since uve been gone..&lt;br /&gt;many unwanted things been going on..&lt;br /&gt;stuff breaks..&lt;br /&gt;injury happened..&lt;br /&gt;belongings lost..&lt;br /&gt;bad news come day by day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pls come back into my life asap oh dear god&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-3330619678835022955?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/3330619678835022955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=3330619678835022955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/3330619678835022955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/3330619678835022955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2493426495535217038</id><published>2009-04-09T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:38:45.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boredem</title><content type='html'>heh..&lt;br /&gt;i feel bored i dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;although got so many work and assignments to be done..&lt;br /&gt;but im, as always, to lazy to do..&lt;br /&gt;and the fact i have to do double assignments pon x change me..&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;br /&gt;dat bad huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today is one of  my best friends bday..&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Bday Amer"&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;but we dont do like the normal prank thing..&lt;br /&gt;we just cooked some dishes (rice, kurma ayam, ikan patin spaghetti and banana split) within a small crowd (7 of us) ate together.. &lt;br /&gt;although shahul was kinda late for it..&lt;br /&gt;sorry.. we were hungry so we eat first..&lt;br /&gt;"Itadakimasu!!!"&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, amer slalu x kene prank pape kan..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. mayb coz he's a good guy kot..&lt;br /&gt;or his chomeyl looks..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;doink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;it makes me think of how "old" we are now..&lt;br /&gt;and kinda think bout life..&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;u know although im only 20..&lt;br /&gt;for me to not have a steady relationship is really sucks..&lt;br /&gt;the longest i had didnt even reach 2 years..&lt;br /&gt;is it due to my weakness?&lt;br /&gt;or my cerewetness..&lt;br /&gt;or just dat the "rite" one havent showed up yet..&lt;br /&gt;someone told me to change the part of me yg "love one but only once"&lt;br /&gt;but i x think i can do that due to history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;but i believe in god..&lt;br /&gt;i know he have plans for me..&lt;br /&gt;i know somehow someday i'll turn out ok..&lt;br /&gt;and i really hope that my prayers will be fulfilled..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-2493426495535217038?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2493426495535217038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=2493426495535217038' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/2493426495535217038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/2493426495535217038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/boredem.html' title='boredem'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-1984009910411752350</id><published>2009-04-05T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:10:22.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomnesstufforeading</title><content type='html'>hey look at the previous post..&lt;br /&gt;its been almost 2 months since i wrote something on my blog huh..&lt;br /&gt;heh.. well mayb i was very occupied with things and people around me..&lt;br /&gt;anyway the previous week had been kinda hectic..&lt;br /&gt;1stly because me and my friends (ammar, chong, shahul, kenx, kerol) had joined the curtin open dance competition..&lt;br /&gt;2ndly coz i was involved with cis for the open day..&lt;br /&gt;although the cis thing was x really a big deal coz b4 the open day it was just a few meetings and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda frustrated with the guys actually..&lt;br /&gt;coz u know when its time to practice they like x give their full commitment..&lt;br /&gt;you know, being late at times, x attending the practice and like when people already tegur them, they still do the same mistakes over and over..&lt;br /&gt;plus i had to choreograph part of a song from scratch (which i thought was an easy dance move) but it was kinda hard teaching em..&lt;br /&gt;coz like im x very good at teaching in the 1st place..&lt;br /&gt;plus i dance according to the song not to they lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;so i had to repeat the moves over and over again so dat they can captured which moves go to which lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;that really strain my right leg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we had dance during the compettiton, i suddenly had this feeling of x satisfied with the performance..&lt;br /&gt;and like want to enter again the next time..&lt;br /&gt;come ammar we do chongs plan for gala..&lt;br /&gt;sure stylo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the cis thing..&lt;br /&gt;had to start early.. mau kept trying to wake me up since 6.20am that morning..&lt;br /&gt;eventually i woke up at 630am..&lt;br /&gt;got dress and started the job of being a logistic guy..&lt;br /&gt;actually this time i didnt think i did a good job lerr..&lt;br /&gt;coz i was x at the booth plenty of times..&lt;br /&gt;and for that, i apologize hill..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. yea actually i mz working with you..&lt;br /&gt;haa.. sorry i made u shed tears in the car..&lt;br /&gt;didnt mean to..&lt;br /&gt;but we've gone through more shits then dz kan..&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw..&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i've talked to this special someone..&lt;br /&gt;i think this person is the only person who i can tell random stuff or like important stuff to..&lt;br /&gt;dat day we've talked bout some big secrets..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. i really hope that people here arent so judgemental and just open their brains for one sec and shut their mouth sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the hardness and rudeness..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. special thanks to this person for lending an ear..&lt;br /&gt;mz talking to you..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lapar suda..&lt;br /&gt;nak mkn jap..&lt;br /&gt;will post something else later..&lt;br /&gt;chalos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-1984009910411752350?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-3649454641663452115</id><published>2009-02-19T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:17:47.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW!!</title><content type='html'>Its the beginning of a NEW sem in 3 days more?&lt;br /&gt;waaa...&lt;br /&gt;before the sem starts many shits (good and bad) had occurred..&lt;br /&gt;and i got some NEW items to kick start the sem..&lt;br /&gt;but the 2 major things are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly i got a NEW hp..&lt;br /&gt;ugh.. im kinda thorn bout dz..&lt;br /&gt;my old sony e hp (orange n white) suddenly died when i was otw back from lepaking with the guys at mid..&lt;br /&gt;and mom tried to call several tymes and cant get through..&lt;br /&gt;she was annoyed lerr..&lt;br /&gt;we had an argument bout buying a new hp..&lt;br /&gt;in the end i gave up and bought a new one gak..&lt;br /&gt;*kene pakse beli hp with own money somemore leh..)&lt;br /&gt;so i went surveying the next day.. &lt;br /&gt;and with a lil help from someone, i bought the LGkc910..&lt;br /&gt;yea its an LG phone and not a sony e =.=! &lt;br /&gt; so what.. im trying something NEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mobilefonereviews.co.uk/images/phoneimages/LG-KC910-Renoir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 324px;" src="http://www.mobilefonereviews.co.uk/images/phoneimages/LG-KC910-Renoir.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, i got a NEW room..&lt;br /&gt;well i got mau's room..&lt;br /&gt;kinda spoil by dat factor laa..&lt;br /&gt;but yea.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in all dz NEW things, i hope some other NEW things i want would be granted..&lt;br /&gt;such as NEW car, NEW money coming in, NEW lappy.. 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title='NEW!!'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-8355268275569212082</id><published>2009-02-09T08:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:29:31.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habits in CB..</title><content type='html'>i dunno why im writing dz though..&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;but here are some habits i do and observe for the staff in cb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting with drinks.. some of us have like a specific drink we take when we go to work like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me --&gt; morning = hot/cold choc&lt;br /&gt;   --&gt; afternoon/evening = Orange Juice/fruit tea or currently tropical passion ice tea&lt;br /&gt;   --&gt; bz time = COKE or espresso or red bull(sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;*note that the drinks that i make are own recipe so its way way better..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we have kak leen --&gt; usually takes ice choc (her recipe) and also tropical passion ice tea..&lt;br /&gt;she also likes coke.. so we sometimes buy a big bottle and share.. &lt;br /&gt;but it'll finish in like a blink of the eye =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg sham --&gt; brew of the day plus milk n sugar syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak dila --&gt; latte skim milk (i dunno why skim milk. she's so thin laa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahkim (people say we look  alike)  --&gt; 4 shots of espresso..if he's doin  full shift,6 shots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sue --&gt; tiru me n kak leen minum ice choc (but her recipe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikhwan --&gt; hot choc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food actually tada laa.. but for me i'll have the sausages with tobasco sauce.. 2 scramble eggs or chic pie with ceaser dressing or pita tuna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when doing opening i'll always have to do all the work bymyself.. so i will still wear my slippers and also will listen to my mp3 as loud as possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n kak leen use to compare our cap foams.. and yea i like making cap the most amongst the drinks in cb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i prefer to do gourmet coz more challenging.. =P&lt;br /&gt;i like to kacau or tease people while working so they dont be so stress up, although i get stressed up sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;msg while working..&lt;br /&gt;ouh.. and will sample new products..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.. &lt;br /&gt;if i can remember somemore i'll add it..&lt;br /&gt;chalos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-8355268275569212082?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2133306151256654497</id><published>2009-02-08T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T07:04:26.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamss..</title><content type='html'>u do u guys believe that dreams bring a certain meaning..&lt;br /&gt;like some people say if u dream of a snake u'll find ur life partner..&lt;br /&gt;is this true..?&lt;br /&gt;if so learning about dreams meaning is on my to learn list (although i dont have a list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway about my dream last night..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i dreamt i died 3 times saving 3 of my faves girl for the time being =P(girls that are not fam members) &lt;br /&gt;qst dream i was a drummer in a movie staring JESSICA ALBA weyh!!!&lt;br /&gt;wohooooo..&lt;br /&gt;while shooting the film suddenly the director jd furious at alba dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;he went away n brought back a shotgun and load it..&lt;br /&gt;as he took aim of alba i ran towards her.. then pushed her away and got shot..&lt;br /&gt;IN THE HEAD.. and u know that a shotgun bullet is scattered kan..&lt;br /&gt;so my parts of my head was like gone and were all over the place..&lt;br /&gt;huhuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second dream..&lt;br /&gt;kin (my pet sis) was a hostage in Colombia i think..&lt;br /&gt;and i wasss...&lt;br /&gt;a SWAT member.. woho0o0o.. the TL in fact.. =)&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember dz dream.. dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;all i know went in the building, rescued kin and suddenly got shot in the leg..&lt;br /&gt;didnt manage to run away in time b4 the building explodes..&lt;br /&gt;kin manage though.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last dream..&lt;br /&gt;i was an illegal race car driver.. she was kinda the girl i like but didnt know bout it..&lt;br /&gt;one night i was challenged by a guy i cant remember the name (whats new)..&lt;br /&gt;ouh.. i drove the Nissan GT-R SpecV wohoh0o0o..&lt;br /&gt;well obviously i won the race.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and that guy was kinda x puas hati.. &lt;br /&gt;so suddenly he accelerate towards the girl (i dunno why though)&lt;br /&gt;so i pon accelerate to intercept him..&lt;br /&gt;i manage to do so..&lt;br /&gt;my car was like tergolek2.. &lt;br /&gt;heres the messed up part.. use ur imagination if u can..&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;the car hit a a signboard and like only the bottom half of the car and bottom part of my body lepas the signboard..&lt;br /&gt;so the upper part of the car and my body mcm stuck at the signboard..&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;doink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-2133306151256654497?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2133306151256654497/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-7081004345546069973</id><published>2009-01-30T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:03:16.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBML WHaling n others</title><content type='html'>DAY-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly to lazy to write dz blog..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. we got up at 630 like always..went down to the pdg to do the excercise..&lt;br /&gt;but since ammar's group was late, we had to jog around the pdg 8 laps..&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually x mood laa, x lazy..&lt;br /&gt;ok basically dz is what happen dat day la.. &lt;br /&gt;morning we blaja bout the whaler and all.. &lt;br /&gt;about the parts of whaler, sail n how to row properly..&lt;br /&gt;then evening we just try sailing for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;later we went for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;then at night we had the briefing of the next expedition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY-5&lt;br /&gt;THE GREAT EXPEDITION&lt;br /&gt;we prepared our stuff by 8.30..&lt;br /&gt;load it on the mother boat at 9.. then set of..&lt;br /&gt;the 1st destination is to have lunch near a bridge (which obviously i cant remember the name of)..&lt;br /&gt;and i still x get why we have 2 have lunch there..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. we had a quick lunch..&lt;br /&gt;coz suddenly the wind was strng n good for sailing..&lt;br /&gt;so we hurried to our whaler..&lt;br /&gt;it started 2 rain later..&lt;br /&gt;dz was the most exciting part..&lt;br /&gt;we were sailing in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;woho0o0o0o..&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. i was manhandling the main sail which kinda hurt my hand..&lt;br /&gt;half of the journey to the campsite suddenly there was x wind anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i was cold due to the rain and all decided to join the other and to row as well..&lt;br /&gt;we were the 1st to arrive there..&lt;br /&gt;my watch actually have like marked the trees for our tent..&lt;br /&gt;but later we found out that koyots group x place.. &lt;br /&gt;so we gave them apart of our territory..  &lt;br /&gt;tibe2 nini came and like bsg2 2 us saying we should give our place and all to koyots team la..&lt;br /&gt;she x knw we da kasi.. plus she x realise that her watch nyer area is big 2..&lt;br /&gt;grr.. so i kinda accidentally shout at her..&lt;br /&gt;ooppsss.. hhhaah..&lt;br /&gt;the camp area dz time got byk pacat..&lt;br /&gt;n i cant get it why people are so afraid of these creatures..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. but the camp site was kinda x nice compared to the earlier one..&lt;br /&gt;got the seaweeds.. and the girls in my group keep on saying nak bwud sushi la..&lt;br /&gt;but tc made a sponge out of it instead..&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY-6&lt;br /&gt;head back to obml..&lt;br /&gt;was x dat tired compared to the kayak..&lt;br /&gt;but still doze of b4 lunch..&lt;br /&gt;later in the evening we had a group discussion and like prepare for the performance for the night..&lt;br /&gt;apparently our performance was same as koyots group..&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to gabungkan je..&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. &lt;br /&gt;the performance that night got interesting one.. and also the hambar ones..&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed the performance by aju's n chendols group..&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY-7&lt;br /&gt;we got our precious things back..&lt;br /&gt;wo0ohoh0oh0o..&lt;br /&gt;benn feeling naked and incomplete without those things..&lt;br /&gt;later we had bfast and like receive our certificates..&lt;br /&gt;i sat next to amer on the bus..&lt;br /&gt;slept most of the journey home..&lt;br /&gt;had to take a cab back from klcc.. &lt;br /&gt;and it cost rm40 weyh..&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-7081004345546069973?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2528577201845110362</id><published>2009-01-28T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:50:22.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBML KAYAKNESSSS</title><content type='html'>DAY-2&lt;br /&gt;ugh.. started da day at 6.30 am with exercise weyh..&lt;br /&gt;but fun jgak la..&lt;br /&gt;then had our bfast.. we had mee goreng if x mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;then we went up to our dorm to get ready for our first sea activity.. &lt;br /&gt;KAYAK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea in the morning we learned how to kayak (the real way)..&lt;br /&gt;and what to do when someone is capsized.. &lt;br /&gt;i partner up with din for the kayak..&lt;br /&gt;then we went up for our lunch ann later was briefed on our kayak expedition..&lt;br /&gt;we basically had to go round the pangkor island..&lt;br /&gt;when i went to pangkor with kim n wani we took bout 2 hours to tour the island on a speed boat..&lt;br /&gt;now were kayaking.. &lt;br /&gt;adoi.. anyway we made our preparation, did stretch up and final check up..&lt;br /&gt;then off we go!!&lt;br /&gt;our first journey was to teluk sekadin, situated south of pangkor island..&lt;br /&gt;the weather is kinda good, not to hot and all..&lt;br /&gt;thank god the current also was x dat strong..&lt;br /&gt;we departed around 230 kot..&lt;br /&gt;cant remember as i was wth no watch (very sux weyh)..&lt;br /&gt;and we reach there at 5 kot..&lt;br /&gt;then we had to set up camp, fire to cook and gather wood for fire..&lt;br /&gt;we had chic curry, scramble egg, some veggie and rice..&lt;br /&gt;we had the night off later..&lt;br /&gt;we actually had to do sentry so me safiq n salam bunk in early..&lt;br /&gt;but sadly no one woke us up for sentry.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY-3&lt;br /&gt;we had to get ready by 7 to depart so dat we dont have to kayak againts the current..&lt;br /&gt;so we had bfast (a piece of bread) pack our things and load em in the mother boat..&lt;br /&gt;and got our kayak into the water and head for the open sea..&lt;br /&gt;this journey was the tough one..&lt;br /&gt;we practically had to go 9 times the journey yesterday.. ugh&lt;br /&gt;me n din at first said we should take our time.. &lt;br /&gt;so i decided to go through the waves just for more thrill..&lt;br /&gt;but that made us more tired so we had to stop more which made us ended up amongst the last to arrive at our lunch break..&lt;br /&gt;when ur at the back of the group, its easy for u to be demotivated as u can see other participants infront of u getting further away..&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had our lunch at a place i cant remember the name..&lt;br /&gt;we only had like bread, crackers and hot dogs..&lt;br /&gt;btw the greatest food we had at obml was the crackers n bread..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;we had like an hour break.. &lt;br /&gt;so after eating we took a lil nap..&lt;br /&gt;later we resume our dreadful journey..&lt;br /&gt;now we decided to step up our pace and stay ahead of the others..&lt;br /&gt;the currents are getting strong now and so the waves are bigger..&lt;br /&gt;me n din had a very hard time paddling our kayak due to the waves..&lt;br /&gt;the hardest part was when we wanted to cross the channel..&lt;br /&gt;it look so near but i was like "shit.. why arent we there yet"..&lt;br /&gt;another friend of mine said "why are the building across the channel getting smaller? were heading for it, it should appear bigger"..&lt;br /&gt;we manage to overcome the tides and all..&lt;br /&gt;we were very thrilled when we saw the obml camp..&lt;br /&gt;we rushed for it.&lt;br /&gt;but about 100 metres from the beach a friend capsized..&lt;br /&gt;we rushed to their rescue.. but as soon as we got there, they were already on the verge of getting back on their kayak..&lt;br /&gt;so we just headed for the beach..&lt;br /&gt;we were amongst the first 10 2 arrive there at around 4pm if x mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;we clean our kayak and paddles..&lt;br /&gt;then i help out the curtin girls to carry their kayak..&lt;br /&gt;we head back to our room..&lt;br /&gt;i rushed to the bathroom to bathe as i cant stand my hair..&lt;br /&gt;we prayed and jump onto our beds..&lt;br /&gt;we doze of easily..&lt;br /&gt;we woke up at 6.20pm and got ready for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we had to gather at the hall to learn a few songs..&lt;br /&gt;the scholl song, the ob spirit song, bertemu n berpisah the english n malay version..&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-2528577201845110362?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2528577201845110362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-4436186468956239736</id><published>2009-01-27T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:58:26.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBML ^.^v</title><content type='html'>Back from Outward Bound already..&lt;br /&gt;and im actually missing it already..&lt;br /&gt;here's whats happened there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY-1&lt;br /&gt;woke up kinda late and was kinda rushing to the lrt station..&lt;br /&gt;when i reached there it was already 8.30 and we had to gather at like 9..&lt;br /&gt;then i had to que up to enter the train..&lt;br /&gt;it was all cramped up in the train so i didnt manage to put down my bag..&lt;br /&gt;so i was like carrying a huge bag that was more than half my size..&lt;br /&gt;and got dz one dude who was like resting on my bag..&lt;br /&gt;so i was like pulled back along the way..&lt;br /&gt;when i reached kllcc, i had to run to the menara 1..&lt;br /&gt;luckily the bus was still there..&lt;br /&gt; *phew, thank god*&lt;br /&gt;met up with the guys and eventually got up on the bus..&lt;br /&gt;i sat next to ammar on the bus..&lt;br /&gt;chong as usual did a stupid thing..&lt;br /&gt;there was a bed at the back of the bus, n he went to lie down there..&lt;br /&gt;so as we were all borak2ing, the bus driver enters the bus..&lt;br /&gt;he went straight to chong who was still on the bed..&lt;br /&gt;and was like "sape soh kamu dok sini.. ltk blk bantal 2 kat mane ko jumpe"&lt;br /&gt;then got off the bus and resume talking to the other bus driver..&lt;br /&gt;chong was moody ever since that..&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. serves him right..&lt;br /&gt;we depart from klcc at almost 10..&lt;br /&gt;after like quarter way of the journey i slept.. &lt;br /&gt;but woke up x long after that as i was hungry..&lt;br /&gt;the bus driver stop somewhere i cant remember just for us to pee..&lt;br /&gt;there were no stalls or any of food shops to buy food from..&lt;br /&gt;there was only a man on a motor selling ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;weyh!!! really starving..&lt;br /&gt;we resume the journey and sooner found out that the other bus had stopped somewhere to eat.. &lt;br /&gt;but we didnt..&lt;br /&gt;we all was like blaming chong coz he like pissed the bus driver..&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived there we had to wait like more than an hour b4 we could eat..&lt;br /&gt;before eating we were divided into 10 groups..&lt;br /&gt;my group called bubu, consists of safiq,salam,syepah,tc,din (from curtin) plus kamal aka atok, azri aka cina, hafiz, ahmad syafiq, liyana, hafiz n naemah &lt;br /&gt;we got the jambu-est instructor, mr fauzi arif..&lt;br /&gt;waa.. so jambu one u know.. he doesnt look anything like an instructor..&lt;br /&gt;if i were a girl, i fall for him.. =P&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had to hand over our belongings (hp,handphones,wallet,cash,mp3)..&lt;br /&gt;but i smuggle another hp.. muahaha&lt;br /&gt;later we had our lunch n all n had a tour of the area..&lt;br /&gt;then we had to put our belongings into our dorms which is x so high (only 70 steps) compared to other dorm like camah.. &lt;br /&gt;pity koyot, amer n all the other people who stayed there..&lt;br /&gt;the bed are the dorm are double-decker beds made out of wood..&lt;br /&gt;i bunk on the lower bed while safiq ontop of me..&lt;br /&gt;they have limited closet though..&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt like put my clothes in em..&lt;br /&gt;i just put it all on my bed..&lt;br /&gt;we had the evening free n went down to eat at 630 pm..&lt;br /&gt;btw the food there was great.. =P&lt;br /&gt;we had no activity that night though..&lt;br /&gt;this is like very diff from other camps ive been to..&lt;br /&gt;where we have back to back activity..&lt;br /&gt;but here we had time to like lpk2 n all..&lt;br /&gt;ouh.. we are not allowed to smoke there..&lt;br /&gt;but as usual people still do..&lt;br /&gt;i had quite a hard time resisting it as people smoke in the dorms as well..&lt;br /&gt;and people offering me..&lt;br /&gt;especially ammar..&lt;br /&gt;dats bout it for day 1..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-4436186468956239736?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/4436186468956239736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=4436186468956239736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/4436186468956239736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/4436186468956239736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/01/obml-v.html' title='OBML ^.^v'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-8565268760354059980</id><published>2009-01-13T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:47:11.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>an unexpected visitor..</title><content type='html'>do u consider a surprise a good thing or a bad thing..&lt;br /&gt;well mayb it depends on the surprise..&lt;br /&gt;but i think a surprise is something dat could knock ur sense back into reality..&lt;br /&gt;like when ur on a role and forget to turn back once in a while or forget to consider other..&lt;br /&gt;then banggg..&lt;br /&gt;some shit comes knocking u back to reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it really suck if it happens at the wrong time..&lt;br /&gt;like for instance ur so hype to go on a vacation..&lt;br /&gt;and then out of nowhere, along comes mr. surprise stumbles on u..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what mr. surprise is in a bad mood today..&lt;br /&gt;so what do u do..?&lt;br /&gt;u face mr. surprise and confront him and like smack the hell out of it..&lt;br /&gt;or ur just ignore and be a hypocrite at the moment and mayb confront him later..&lt;br /&gt;*dz feels like a story for kids.. o well i am a kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;if u like confront mr surprise now u may end up with bruises and mayb a broken tooth..&lt;br /&gt;but if u like save it for later u just got to have the strenght to keep it inside..&lt;br /&gt;and just pray that u x burst out..&lt;br /&gt;well i just chose to wait for the right moment..&lt;br /&gt;u know, gather all ur strenght and weapons..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;besides u have like a vacation to go to..&lt;br /&gt;u x wanna spoil it for u and others rite..&lt;br /&gt;so what u do is u just have a great time there and try to x think of the intruder..&lt;br /&gt;just smile and when u like wanna burst or something u just go away alone for a while and calm ur self down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;gtg for now..&lt;br /&gt;continue later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-8565268760354059980?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/8565268760354059980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=8565268760354059980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/8565268760354059980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/8565268760354059980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2009/01/unexpected-visitor.html' title='an unexpected visitor..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-5751877574748216232</id><published>2008-12-22T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T05:09:09.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Strings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrZcB-9i7I0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrZcB-9i7I0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me hold you&lt;br /&gt;For the last time&lt;br /&gt;It’s the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me&lt;br /&gt;Now I can’t feel anything&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;It’s so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I’m speaking&lt;br /&gt;It’s the voice of someone else&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it’s not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can’t play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can’t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don’t want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you something that ain’t real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;A lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can i give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh what are we doing&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there’s nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It’s like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When it’s too late&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it’s not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can’t play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can’t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don’t want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you something that ain’t real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;A lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can i give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But we’re running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there’s nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It’s like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it’s too late&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can’t play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can’t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don’t want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you something that ain’t real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;A lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can i give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love you a little less than before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It’s the last change to feel again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-5751877574748216232?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5751877574748216232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=5751877574748216232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/5751877574748216232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/5751877574748216232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-me-hold-you-for-last-time-its-last.html' title='Broken Strings..'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-3322446068205090758</id><published>2008-12-14T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:34:39.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes It simply hurts...</title><content type='html'>have u ever feel like ur being used ..?&lt;br /&gt;not in a way like ur being manipulated or so..&lt;br /&gt;but in a way that someone is only close to u when they need something..&lt;br /&gt;or they feel alone or mayb just need an advice..&lt;br /&gt;but once the prob is gone and they can roam free..&lt;br /&gt;snap, just like dat they turn around and just walk away..&lt;br /&gt;leaving u hanging and speechless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes..&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES IT SIMPLY HURTS..&lt;br /&gt;knowing that uve been for that person by any means..&lt;br /&gt;through thick and thin..&lt;br /&gt;then later the person can just say they x even know what u mean to them anymore..&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;or the feeling u get when ur in need of that person at that time..&lt;br /&gt;but they just dont want to coz their free now..&lt;br /&gt;they just wanna enjoy what they have..&lt;br /&gt;not remembering how they got there..&lt;br /&gt;who they went to for advice and all shit..&lt;br /&gt;and next thing u know..&lt;br /&gt;they will come back crawling when they need u..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. mayb im stupid coz i let them do so..&lt;br /&gt;well it SUCKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-3322446068205090758?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-5175774654772616015</id><published>2008-12-04T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:52:20.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Love sees sharply, hatred sees even more sharp, but Jealousy sees the sharpest for it is love and hate at the same time”</title><content type='html'>someone asked me if ur not jealous of your partner does that means you dont love them..&lt;br /&gt;well i bet most of the people think the same..&lt;br /&gt;but to me it actually depends on the individual itself..&lt;br /&gt;and to me, yea a strong relationship needs no jealousy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually people are confuse between jealousy and envy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;jealousy is angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;jealousy is        destructiv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;e..&lt;br /&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; is wistful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;, envy rarely is destructive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or easier jealousy is about something one has and is afraid of losing, while envy is about something one does not have and either wants to acquire it or prevent another from getting it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be frank im the envy type of person..&lt;br /&gt;but the diff with me is i dont voice it out..&lt;br /&gt;i'll just keep it in myself and just keep wondering..&lt;br /&gt;well maybe that also isnt a good thing..&lt;br /&gt;but that is how im build..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a chat recently with my friend who says that her bf is not the jealous type..&lt;br /&gt;she showed me pic of her hugging other guys..&lt;br /&gt;and i mean literally hugging..&lt;br /&gt;like hands around waste type like in the titanic film..&lt;br /&gt;and here is the best part, her bf is standing there or he was taking the pic cant remember it..&lt;br /&gt;the point is that he wasnt bloody jealous that another guy hugs her girl..&lt;br /&gt;she says that her bf trust her..&lt;br /&gt;but i think if like ur bf/gf trust u pon they don like let other people just hug u like dat..&lt;br /&gt;sorry to say, but i dont think thats trust..&lt;br /&gt;more like don care one..&lt;br /&gt;ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me trust is like it doesnt matter that your partner whom ur partner goes out with..&lt;br /&gt;till when they go out with and all the other details are not actually important..&lt;br /&gt;as long as he/she tells u bout it..&lt;br /&gt;jealousy is actually insecurity huh..&lt;br /&gt;true2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpln1GC7vI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cgprgxb8X4g/s1600-h/Jealous_by_Sunyimaci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpln1GC7vI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cgprgxb8X4g/s320/Jealous_by_Sunyimaci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276641648359698162" 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/5101035933954962405-5175774654772616015?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5175774654772616015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=5175774654772616015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-2486089618264231773</id><published>2008-12-02T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:50:21.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially for MTOff</title><content type='html'>I want to say im sorry for maybe still caught up in the past..&lt;br /&gt;To MTOff im sorry i reacted the way i have when u told me bout a part of ur past..&lt;br /&gt;history are supposed to be a lesson for us..&lt;br /&gt;but that doesnt mean that we cant accept people with bad history..&lt;br /&gt;if they are willing to change, we should give them our utmost support..&lt;br /&gt;we are humans..&lt;br /&gt;its in our blood to make mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;but we also should have the initiative to forgive and help the person if they want to change..&lt;br /&gt;coz lets face it nobody is perfect..&lt;br /&gt;erm.. actually you will know why i dont like ur past characteristic if it wasnt for the trip..&lt;br /&gt;yea i know. i mentioned about it again..&lt;br /&gt;sorry.. =)&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i just wanna say im sorry again and that you have my full support..&lt;br /&gt;cya girl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-2486089618264231773?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2486089618264231773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5101035933954962405&amp;postID=2486089618264231773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/2486089618264231773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/2486089618264231773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2008/12/specially-for-mtoff.html' title='Specially for MTOff'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-992737224042605929</id><published>2008-11-30T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:49:10.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love is giving someone the ability to hurt you but trusting them not to!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpmRU9jVLI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HsY9o76Lun4/s1600-h/love_by_Imperfectheart12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpmRU9jVLI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HsY9o76Lun4/s320/love_by_Imperfectheart12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276642361288643762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust..&lt;br /&gt;as we know this is the foundation, the glue, the force that keeps relation together..&lt;br /&gt;no matter what kind of relation..&lt;br /&gt;husband wife, lovers, parent child, pet &amp;amp; owner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lblResults" class="ArticleCats"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and as we all know building trust in a relationship&lt;/strong&gt;    takes hard work and commitment..&lt;br /&gt;i think trust not only requires that you listen to each other    and communicate your needs..&lt;br /&gt;but trust requires honesty above all else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the problem with trust in a relationship is that, it is always taken for granted..&lt;br /&gt;they dont cherish, be grateful and respect the trust that was given to them..&lt;br /&gt;people toy around trust like it means nothing..&lt;br /&gt;they abuse it..&lt;br /&gt;and when this happen, well for me, it just the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not trust can ever be restored depends on how badly it was damaged..&lt;br /&gt;it also depends on the individual itself..&lt;br /&gt;how much the spurned person feels betrayed..&lt;br /&gt;and how they look at the term trust themselves..&lt;br /&gt;for example me..&lt;br /&gt;i'll give the person like  several chance to gain back my trust..&lt;br /&gt;if they like screw up 3 major times..&lt;br /&gt;then bye2..&lt;br /&gt;but if you’ve had your trust betrayed then you know how hard it can be to let go..&lt;br /&gt;move on and fix the relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lblResults" class="ArticleCats"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think to build trust in a realtionship is a 2 way thing..&lt;br /&gt;u cant xpect only the other party to strive for it..&lt;br /&gt;u urself have to contribute to it..&lt;br /&gt;u must be truthful to ur self and ur lover..&lt;br /&gt;it means u have to be fair by trusting ur lover as well..&lt;br /&gt;maybe some boundaries should be set..&lt;br /&gt;but some people just cant xcept dz can they.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;sorry MTOff..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly believe in urself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lblResults" class="ArticleCats"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you’ve    built trust..&lt;br /&gt;you’ve done something magical..&lt;br /&gt;and you should do everything    in your power to keep it if..&lt;br /&gt;that if you plan on maintaining your relationship la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpmqmOlB6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/5SnZD_KR_ZY/s1600-h/Freedom_for_love_by_Alibech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5101035933954962405/posts/default/992737224042605929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cokeislife.blogspot.com/2008/11/trust.html' title='&quot;Love is giving someone the ability to hurt you but trusting them not to!&quot;'/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpmRU9jVLI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HsY9o76Lun4/s72-c/love_by_Imperfectheart12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-4539221666511639113</id><published>2008-11-30T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:26:09.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpgzJiEpAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q7jo9yqDBB8/s1600-h/Love_by_halleymaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpgzJiEpAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q7jo9yqDBB8/s320/Love_by_halleymaw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276636345266381826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this thing call love, crush, like, adore, and all the words that relate to it..?&lt;br /&gt;is it just a thought, a feeling? or is it more than just that..?&lt;br /&gt;what drive some of us to feel the need of it..?&lt;br /&gt;and yea, why do some of us can just go along this life without that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i know some people who are like 80 something years old and still single..&lt;br /&gt;how izit that they can be like that and get through life..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thought or feeling is such a mystery to me..&lt;br /&gt;i mean ive been searching for the answers for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;people have called me a player and all..&lt;br /&gt;but is it really my fault if like im not with only one girl in my life..&lt;br /&gt;and fyi i have only asked  for a break up once je in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the real thing..&lt;br /&gt;is it really my fault if you think that the person ur with is not suitable for u..&lt;br /&gt;i mean things could change..&lt;br /&gt;when at first you think dat she's the one..&lt;br /&gt;but somewhere along the journey things changed..&lt;br /&gt;their true color are being shown..&lt;br /&gt;and u think for u guys to not be together is better..&lt;br /&gt;isnt it better to end it than just try to go along with it and in the end u'll just regret it..&lt;br /&gt;after u tried ur best to change it la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people say u have to be patient for the other party to change..&lt;br /&gt;but u know that every human beings have their limits..&lt;br /&gt;how long can u endure such pain..&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of heart breaking then being crushed into dust fragments, felt over and over, day after day, night after night..&lt;br /&gt;seriously how long can u endure it..&lt;br /&gt;all of us have need, desire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i envy couplles like my grandparents..&lt;br /&gt;whom their relation is for real till death do them apart..&lt;br /&gt;they understand each other, tolerate each other..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;and another type of couple dat i envy is the type where their marriage is not whom they chose..&lt;br /&gt;but a planned marriage..&lt;br /&gt;but somehow they manage to  overcome it and just be happy with each other..&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>syaha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874408368918348526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xoSG0wwCtXg/STpgzJiEpAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q7jo9yqDBB8/s72-c/Love_by_halleymaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5101035933954962405.post-205853188947993412</id><published>2008-09-20T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:13:59.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hye.. im sorry i didnt update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;yea theres few darn good reasons for it..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;im getting tensed by the minute..&lt;br /&gt;fam members have been in and out if the hospital&lt;br /&gt;it started with grandma 5-6weeks ago when she had a heart attack..&lt;br /&gt;im also extra worried bout her as she has the Parkinson disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while shes in the hospital, my grandfather was also emitted  to the hospital for an asthma  attack.&lt;br /&gt;my mom had to take care of both of them at the same tyme alone as she is a single mother..&lt;br /&gt;coz my bro has school n packed with his krs thinggy n sis is in uia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just as my grandparents got better, my sis was then emitted to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;at first the dr said it was dengue, but after checking it out, it was after all.&lt;br /&gt;then they said it was lung infection after all..&lt;br /&gt;of coz i got even worried ryte.&lt;br /&gt;she's still in the hsptl. she can only go bck home tomorrow hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think because of the chaos that happened  recently.. my mom got ill&lt;br /&gt;she had high fever but still had to take care of my sis..&lt;br /&gt;i think i also got the fever from that huh..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;but please don tell my mom as i x want her to be worried bout me as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mist of all dz.. i fell like im standing alone with no support..&lt;br /&gt;as yana and i are on thin ice...&lt;br /&gt;kin and alep are bz n just got out of a bad relationship&lt;br /&gt;jue is like pushing me away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as u all knw.. ive been standing alone on my own since i wuz a kid&lt;br /&gt;so x worry yea.. especially u kin..&lt;br /&gt;haha. sumhow ill make it through da day..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s be thankful with whatever u have.. coz in this world, many of the things dont last forever.. cherish every single minute of ur life with the person u love n care *hugs* hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5101035933954962405-205853188947993412?l=cokeislife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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