<?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-15643657</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:30:49.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tubz ! truly yours</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114577585536183834</id><published>2006-04-23T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:12:50.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoooooooo!</title><content type='html'>i did it again.i overspent last night at zouk!but it was a great night ! Eddie Rox and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIVERPOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WON =P! i left my camera at home, didnt manage to take pics, aih wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"I was drowning my sorrows, but they learned to swim"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;em&gt;U2 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures uploaded at yahoo photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics from genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;*fierce*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;art and his thousand "na's !"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some from mambo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;tubz jay and cb&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;yahooooooooooooo !&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and poppy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;groupie ! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;oak and his harems &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114577585536183834?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114577585536183834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114577585536183834&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114577585536183834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114577585536183834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/04/hoooooooo.html' title='hoooooooo!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114509947226471729</id><published>2006-04-15T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:39:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me-Me</title><content type='html'>I literally burnt my hair today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-Me tagged by Julian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: tubby, tubz, fat cat&lt;br /&gt;B-day: Dec 6&lt;br /&gt;Age: 23&lt;br /&gt;Sex: Male&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: Subang Jaya&lt;br /&gt;Pets: 3 tortise, little guppy fishes, wiggy the dog ( which now lives in Klang )&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Sagitarius&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Im a righty but i wank using my lefty&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Hair length: Short&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: Black ?&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5 ft 8" &lt;br /&gt;Do u wear contacts or glasses?: glasses&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a tattoo? No, but planning to have one&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear any rings? No&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a certain fashion you follow? A little, mainly clothings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current News...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you today?: fine i guess&lt;br /&gt;What pants are you wearing right now?: Towel&lt;br /&gt;What shirt are you wearing right now?: None&lt;br /&gt;What does your hair look like at the moment?: Short, messy, and burnt.&lt;br /&gt;What song are u listening to right now?: Kylie Minogue - Love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing u ate?: Bak Kut Teh !&lt;br /&gt;Last person you talked to on the phone?: Alvin Wong&lt;br /&gt;Last Dream you can remember: I cant&lt;br /&gt;Who are you talking to right now?: Shi Man on Msn&lt;br /&gt;What are the last four digits of your phone number?: 1218&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u were a crayon, what color would u want to be?: Blue&lt;br /&gt;What CD are you going to buy next?: More pirated Cd's and Dvd's&lt;br /&gt;What's the best advice ever given to you?: Never regret your actions&lt;br /&gt;What are your future goals?: promotion, house, new car, getting married&lt;br /&gt;Do u like to dance?: Yea&lt;br /&gt;Worst sickness u ever had?: food poisoning. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;What's the stupidest thing u've ever done?: Over turned my car =P&lt;br /&gt;If u could change one thing about yourself what would it be?: Im happy with myself now *i think*&lt;br /&gt;Where do you shop the most?: Pyramid mainly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever more random stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want to have?: 2&lt;br /&gt;Son's name: Tubby ?&lt;br /&gt;Daughter's name: Tubby ?&lt;br /&gt;Do you do drugs?: Yea used to.&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink?: Yeah of cos !&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shampoo and conditioner do you use?: Head &amp; shoulder *Menthol!* Refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;What sport do you hate the most?: Cricket&lt;br /&gt;How many TV's do you have in your house?: 3&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;ur own phone line?: Handphone yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken/sprained/fractured a bone?: Broke nothing. Sprained my ankle&lt;br /&gt;Who do you dream about?: Porn star actress *cytheria* woo =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sappy Romantic? i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Love?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend?: No&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Love at first sight? Not really&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to go on your honeymoon?: Spain, Italy&lt;br /&gt;What song do you want played at your wedding?: :S&lt;br /&gt;What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?: Everything =P haha&lt;br /&gt;Are you shy to ask someone out? No&lt;br /&gt;Who do u want to spend the rest of your life with?: My Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls on Guys (Girls only, unless you're gay or something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or briefs: &lt;br /&gt;Curly or straight hair:&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short:&lt;br /&gt;Six pack or muscular arms: &lt;br /&gt;Good or bad guys: &lt;br /&gt;Ears pierced or not:&lt;br /&gt;tan or no tan:&lt;br /&gt;Dimples or not?:&lt;br /&gt;Stubble or neatly shaven:&lt;br /&gt;Rugged or sporty:&lt;br /&gt;Studly or cutie:&lt;br /&gt;Accent or not:&lt;br /&gt;Smart or dumb:&lt;br /&gt;what sports should he play?:&lt;br /&gt;dependent (whipped) or independent?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys on Girls (Guys only, unless you like to fondle tofu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandals or thongs: Sandals&lt;br /&gt;Painted nails or not: Non Painted&lt;br /&gt;Regular or sports bra: Regular&lt;br /&gt;Bra straps showing or not: Depends&lt;br /&gt;Cute n' mysterious or wild n' sexy: Wild and Sexy&lt;br /&gt;smart or dumb: Smart&lt;br /&gt;Dark or blonde hair: Dark&lt;br /&gt;Long or short hair: Long&lt;br /&gt;Curly or straight hair: Straight&lt;br /&gt;Dark, light, or crazy cool eyes: Dark * Crazy cool eyes ? huh ? Tau Kai aR?&lt;br /&gt;Long or short nails: Short&lt;br /&gt;Hat or no hat: Hat =)&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad girl: Good girl&lt;br /&gt;Hair up or down: Doesn’t matter&lt;br /&gt;Jewellery or none: None&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short: Shorter / same height&lt;br /&gt;Accent or no accent: Herself&lt;br /&gt;Pants or dress: Dress , easier =)&lt;br /&gt;Tan or fair: Fair&lt;br /&gt;Freckles or none: Not too much&lt;br /&gt;Shy or outgoing: outgoing&lt;br /&gt;Talkative or quiet: Talkative&lt;br /&gt;Pretty indoor chick or crazy party chick: crazy indoor chick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices, choices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights on/off: Off.&lt;br /&gt;Sun or rain?: Sun&lt;br /&gt;Do u like scary or happy movies better?: Happy&lt;br /&gt;On the phone or in person?: in person&lt;br /&gt;Paper or plastic?: paper&lt;br /&gt;Summer or winter?: Summer&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or kisses?: Hugs and Kisses ! Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or white milk: None&lt;br /&gt;Half empty or half full?: full&lt;br /&gt;CD or DVD: DVD&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla or Chocolate? CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;Skiing or Boarding: Skiing&lt;br /&gt;Day or night: Day&lt;br /&gt;Sunset or sunrise: Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours: blue, white&lt;br /&gt;Food: Spicy, chinese &lt;br /&gt;Fast Food: KFC&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Sport?: Football&lt;br /&gt;Animal: Dogs &lt;br /&gt;Music?: All sorts&lt;br /&gt;Song: Angel or Demons&lt;br /&gt;Band: The Killers, Dishwalla&lt;br /&gt;Number: 6,12&lt;br /&gt;Actor or Actress?: &lt;br /&gt;TV show: Rarely watch tv&lt;br /&gt;Clothes Brand: Adidas, G2000, U2, Padini&lt;br /&gt;Saying: Tiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confess thy sins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten Drunk?: Hell Yea!&lt;br /&gt;Broke the law?: Who Havent ?&lt;br /&gt;Ran from the cops?: I would use the term Avoiding them&lt;br /&gt;Tried to kill yourself?: No comment&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself throw up?: Yup&lt;br /&gt;Been in love?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: Yea&lt;br /&gt;Did/Said something to hurt someone?: Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach out and Tag someone...&lt;br /&gt;I tag no one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114509947226471729?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114509947226471729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114509947226471729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114509947226471729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114509947226471729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-me.html' title='Me-Me'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114396536545000120</id><published>2006-04-02T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T16:09:25.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dishwalla - every little thing</title><content type='html'>Let me in&lt;br /&gt;to see you in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;to get me on and all along the tears they come&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;I want you to believe in life&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be &lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be &lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time &lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lift me up &lt;br /&gt;just lift me up don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;and let me hold you up before you hit the Ground&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;you say your all right&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling&lt;br /&gt;that you've gone away- you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;and will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be &lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be &lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time &lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me up&lt;br /&gt;don't give me up tonight&lt;br /&gt;or soon nothing will be right at all&lt;br /&gt;salvation &lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be &lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;div 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thing'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114395477257866099</id><published>2006-04-02T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:58:24.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing seems right</title><content type='html'>does this ever happen to you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime you worry bout someone, it has never occur to them it's a point of concern, but instead they felt it's invading their privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you do the wrong thing, you'll get a blast from all corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you do the right thing, they shower you with little appreciation and then forget bout the whole damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when they try to be a little nicer to you, you end screwing things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never seem to do the right thing. *ponders*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114395477257866099?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114395477257866099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114395477257866099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114395477257866099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114395477257866099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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some customers from previous contest. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this dvd player .. which i really love to take it home with me but i cant ! sniff ! why cant i ? i wan i wan .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalaa..&lt;br /&gt;today is lazy day ! woo hoo ! happy but lazy .. gonna meet up wif some of them for lunch later ! woo hoo ! any1 wanna go to midval ? or 1 u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahex! met up wif DHL area security manager today. he just bought a freaking n70 for 1540 ! fucking cheap la! i oso wan ! i wat oso wan ! damn it .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no money laaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;haihhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enuff of crapping ! muahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114368945632807742?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114368945632807742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114368945632807742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114368945632807742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114368945632807742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-happy.html' title='happy happy'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114346653081581422</id><published>2006-03-27T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:39:10.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suprise!</title><content type='html'>got a complaint from a friend who is in another country now, when i uploaded the pics into multiply. she was practically cursing in sort of languages. Ok! i get the picture. i've already uploaded the pictures in Yahoo! Photos under our group folder.so quit bitching will yea ! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picked up my parents from the airport this afternoon as they were coming back from langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;suprise suprise. guess what my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DADDY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bought me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;yea yea i know .. my photography sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this isnt the first time that a family member bought me cig's. my first would be my brother when he got back from Hong Kong. Yup, u guess it right. A carton of my favourite &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dunhill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Full Flava! Yummy! any idea why they do it ? hmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114346653081581422?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114346653081581422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114346653081581422&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114346653081581422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114346653081581422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/suprise.html' title='suprise!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114345630149140668</id><published>2006-03-27T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:22:14.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tying the knot</title><content type='html'>just wanted to share this with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;so who's next ? =P i vote EMILY the BLOG STALKER ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04489.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/400/DSC04489.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/400/DSC04490.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/DSC04492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/400/DSC04492.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/15643657-114345630149140668?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114345630149140668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114345630149140668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114345630149140668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114345630149140668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/tying-knot.html' title='tying the knot'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114345182844013340</id><published>2006-03-26T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:21:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures uploaded</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;pics uploaded in multiply and yahoo&lt;br /&gt;I had to seperate the pics due to space restriction in multiply.&lt;br /&gt;please click on the pictures for a direct link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tubby.multiply.com/photos/album/5"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cny gathering dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tubby.multiply.com/photos/album/6"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04179.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;finnegans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tubby.multiply.com/photos/album/7"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;renault pit party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/DSC04275.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babi Q. Pictures from Keat's camera is included as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;username : tubztubztubz&lt;br /&gt;pass : pm me on msn or call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;achtung!warning!amaran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;images from the babi q event, is advisable to be viewed by viewers 18 and above only.if you agree then you may proceed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114345182844013340?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114345182844013340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114345182844013340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114345182844013340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114345182844013340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/pictures-uploaded.html' title='pictures uploaded'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114334172662851349</id><published>2006-03-26T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T10:55:26.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geisha with a twist !</title><content type='html'>check it out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TSWaKWiAhY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TSWaKWiAhY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114334172662851349?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114334172662851349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114334172662851349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114334172662851349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114334172662851349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/geisha-with-twist.html' title='geisha with a twist !'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114319414415328382</id><published>2006-03-24T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:55:44.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to prove a point =)</title><content type='html'>Dad sent this to me. Thought of sharing it with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Some tips for you guys out there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife comes home early &amp;finds her husband in their master bedroom&lt;br /&gt;making love to a beautiful, sexy young lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You unfaithful, disrespectful pig! What are you doing? How dare you&lt;br /&gt;do this to me the faithful wife, the mother of your children! I'm&lt;br /&gt;leaving this house I want a divorce!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband, replies "Wait, wait a minute! Before you leave, at least&lt;br /&gt;listen to what happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hummmmm, I don't know, well it'll be the last thing I will hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;But make it fast, you unfaithful pig you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband begins to tell his story . . . "While driving home this&lt;br /&gt;young lady asks for a ride. I saw her so defenseless that went ahead&lt;br /&gt;and allowed her in my car. I noticed that she was very thin, not well&lt;br /&gt;dressed and&lt;br /&gt;very dirty. She mentioned that she had not eaten for 3 days. With&lt;br /&gt;great compassion and hurt, I brought her home and warmed up the&lt;br /&gt;enchiladas that I made for you last night that you wouldn't eat&lt;br /&gt;because you're afraid you'll gain weight; the poor thing, practically&lt;br /&gt;devoured them. Since she was very dirty I asked her to take a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was showering, I noticed her clothes were dirty and full of&lt;br /&gt;holes so I threw her clothes away. Since she needed clothes, I gave&lt;br /&gt;her the pair of jeans that you have had for a few years, that you can&lt;br /&gt;no longer wear because they are too tight on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also gave her the blouse that I gave you on our anniversary and you&lt;br /&gt;don't wear because I don't have good taste. I gave her the pullover&lt;br /&gt;that my sister gave you for Christmas that you will not wear just to&lt;br /&gt;bother my&lt;br /&gt;sister and I also gave her the boots that you bought at the expensive&lt;br /&gt;boutique that you never wore again after you saw your co-worker&lt;br /&gt;wearing the same pair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband continues his story . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The young woman was very grateful to me and I walked her to the door.&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the door she turned around and with tears coming out of&lt;br /&gt;her eyes, she asked me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, do you have anything else that your wife does not use"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114319414415328382?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114319414415328382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114319414415328382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114319414415328382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114319414415328382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-prove-point.html' title='to prove a point =)'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114294433062732707</id><published>2006-03-21T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:37:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics : Jason Mraz - Geek in The Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qI8HR_KXJ4Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qI8HR_KXJ4Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, Brotha A to z,&lt;br /&gt;Yo, wussup B,&lt;br /&gt;Yo, What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-ha, It's laundry day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(do do do...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let the geek in the pink take a stab at it&lt;br /&gt;If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby wink at it&lt;br /&gt;I may be skinny at times but I'm fat fulla rhymes&lt;br /&gt;Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it delicious crazy way that I'm kissin'&lt;br /&gt;This baby listen to this don't wanna miss it while it's hittin'&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in&lt;br /&gt;But don't ever quit cause soon I'm gonna let you in but see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you might think about me&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by without me if you want&lt;br /&gt;Well,I could be the one to take you home&lt;br /&gt;Baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;But sugar don't forget what you already know&lt;br /&gt;I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;We could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;You might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the geek in the pink (do do do...)&lt;br /&gt;Like the geek in the pink, yeah (do do do...)&lt;br /&gt;The geek in the pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody&lt;br /&gt;But Cupid's automatic musta fired multiple shots at her&lt;br /&gt;Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm talkin' about it keep my pattern of flattery and&lt;br /&gt;She was starin' through the doorframe,and&lt;br /&gt;Eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Well she can get her toys outta the drawer then&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't comin' home I don't need that attention, see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what she might think about me&lt;br /&gt;She'll get by without me if she wants&lt;br /&gt;Well, I could be the one to take her home&lt;br /&gt;Baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;But sugar don't forgetin' what you already know&lt;br /&gt;That I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;We could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;You might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby look at me go&lt;br /&gt;From zero to hero&lt;br /&gt;You better take it from a geek like me&lt;br /&gt;Well I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't care if you com...plete him or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I've got a short attention span&lt;br /&gt;A coke in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Because I'd rather have the afternoon, relaxin' understand&lt;br /&gt;My hip hop and flip-flops well it don't stop with the light rock&lt;br /&gt;My shot to mock you kinda puts me in the tight spot&lt;br /&gt;The hype is nothing more than hoo-ha so I'm&lt;br /&gt;Developing a language and I'm callin' it my own&lt;br /&gt;So take a peek into the speaker and you'll see what I mean&lt;br /&gt;That on the other side the grass is greener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you might think about me&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by without me if you want&lt;br /&gt;I could be the one to take you home&lt;br /&gt;Baby we could rock the night alone&lt;br /&gt;If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down&lt;br /&gt;But sugar don't forgetin' what you already know&lt;br /&gt;I could be the one to turn you out&lt;br /&gt;We could be the talk across the town&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another&lt;br /&gt;You might regret what you let slip away&lt;br /&gt;like the geek in the pink (do do do...)&lt;br /&gt;I'm the geek in the pink ya'll&lt;br /&gt;geek is the color for power&lt;br /&gt;I'm the geek in the pink&lt;br /&gt;so i'm the geek ya'll&lt;br /&gt;in the pink ya'll&lt;br /&gt;geek is the color for power&lt;br /&gt;i'm the geek in the pink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114294433062732707?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114252103587647531</id><published>2006-03-16T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:57:15.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jerry is E V I L !</title><content type='html'>Just had a conversation with Jerry, this is what he has to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry  -   said:&lt;br /&gt;alvin so strong huh...1hour still having sex&lt;br /&gt;tubz said:&lt;br /&gt;u think every1 like u meh&lt;br /&gt;Jerry  -   says:&lt;br /&gt;high stamina&lt;br /&gt;Jerry  -   says:&lt;br /&gt;go alvin go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114252103587647531?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114248933042837692</id><published>2006-03-16T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:12:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Chou - Lang Man Shou Ji</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDe6stVxu-g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDe6stVxu-g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;轻轻放&lt;br /&gt;Qing Qing Fang&lt;br /&gt;Lightly, letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就是卸不下对你的喜欢&lt;br /&gt;Wo Jiu Shi Xie Bu Xia Dui Ni De Xi Huan&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't put down how much I like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来爱会慢慢增加重量&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Lai Ai Hui Man Man Zeng Jia Zhong Liang&lt;br /&gt;As love weighs heavier gradualy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想关上这城市所有的灯光&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Guan Shang Zhe Cheng Shi Suo You De Deng Guang&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn off all the lights in the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;黑暗中专心闻你的发香&lt;br /&gt;Hei An Zhong Zhuan Xin Wen Ni De Fa Xiang&lt;br /&gt;So in the darkness, I can smell the fragrance of your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这夜晚让暗恋很有画面感&lt;br /&gt;Zhe Ye Wan Rang An Lian Hen Hou Hua Mian Gan&lt;br /&gt;This night makes a crush very artistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回想&lt;br /&gt;Hui Xiang&lt;br /&gt;Remembering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;与你约会过的地方&lt;br /&gt;Yu Ni Yue Hui Guo De Di Fang&lt;br /&gt;The places where I dated you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都舍不得删&lt;br /&gt;Dou She Bu De Shan&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在脑海里储存欣赏&lt;br /&gt;Zai Nao Hao Li Chu Cun Xin Shang&lt;br /&gt;Stored in memories for recalling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你微笑浏览手机里的浪漫&lt;br /&gt;Ni Wei Liao You Lan Shou Ji Li De Lang Man&lt;br /&gt;You're smiling, surfing through the handphone in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来真心送出爱是这么简单&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Lai Zhen Xin Song Chu Ai Shi Na Me Jian Dan&lt;br /&gt;As sending a message of steadfast love is actually that simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;温习萤幕上&lt;br /&gt;Wen Xi Ying Mu Shang&lt;br /&gt;Practising on the screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你可爱的模样&lt;br /&gt;Ni Ke Ai De Mo Yang&lt;br /&gt;Your lovingly cute looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;关于缘分的解释&lt;br /&gt;Guan Yu Yuan Fen De Jie Shi&lt;br /&gt;Regarding our fate, to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我又多传了一行&lt;br /&gt;Wo You Duo Chuan Le Yi Hang&lt;br /&gt;I sent another line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你微笑浏览手机里的浪漫&lt;br /&gt;Ni Wei Xiao You Lan Shou Ji Li De Lang Man&lt;br /&gt;You're smiling, surfing through the handphone in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来爱情可以来得这么突然&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Lai Ai Qing Ke Yi Lai De Na Me Tu Ran&lt;br /&gt;As love can just come so suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;短讯的桥梁&lt;br /&gt;Duan Xun De Qiao Liang&lt;br /&gt;A message being bridged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;将暧昧期拉长&lt;br /&gt;Jiang Ai Mei Qi La Chang&lt;br /&gt;Makes our romance last longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的感情蔓延滋长藏用文字培养&lt;br /&gt;Wo Men De Gan Qing Man Yan Zi Zjamg Yong Wen Zi Pei Yang&lt;br /&gt;Our love spreads and grows through words in cultivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在虚拟土壤&lt;br /&gt;Zai Xu Ni Tu Rang&lt;br /&gt;In the virtual soil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电视墙&lt;br /&gt;Dian Shi Qiang&lt;br /&gt;TV on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吵杂的情歌还在拼命播放&lt;br /&gt;Chao Za De Qing Ge Hai Zai Pin Ming Bo Fang&lt;br /&gt;Noisy love songs are still broadcasting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我安静在闹区等来电铃声&lt;br /&gt;Wo An Jing Zai Nao Qu Deng Lai Dian Ling Sheng&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in the districts quietly, waiting for my incoming ringtone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一些话打好了却不敢传&lt;br /&gt;You Yi Xie Hua Da Hao Le Que Bu Gan Chuan&lt;br /&gt;With a message that I didn't dare to send&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怕收到讯息的你在为难&lt;br /&gt;Pa Shou Dao Xun Xi De Ni Zai Wei Nan&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that you'll be troubled upon recieving it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;街道上人潮衬托我的孤单&lt;br /&gt;Jie Dao Shang Ren Chao Chen Tuo Wo De Gu Dan&lt;br /&gt;On the streets, the crowd raged the loneliness in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想象 谁幸运的陪在你身旁&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Xiang Shui Xing Yun De Pei Zai Ni Shen Pang&lt;br /&gt;Thinking, who's the lucky one who is accompanying you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;却误会一场&lt;br /&gt;Que Wu Hui Yi Chang&lt;br /&gt;But it was a misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你也在等你手机响&lt;br /&gt;Ni Ye Zai Deng Ni Shou Ji Xiang&lt;br /&gt;You were waiting for your handphone to ring too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你微笑浏览手机里的浪漫&lt;br /&gt;Ni Wei Xiao You Lan Shou Ji Li De Lang Man&lt;br /&gt;You're smiling, surfing through the handphone in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来真心送出爱是这么简单&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Lai Zhen Xin Song Chu Ai Shi Na Me Jian Dan&lt;br /&gt;As sending a message of steadfast love is actually that simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;温习萤幕上&lt;br /&gt;Wen Xi Ying Mu Shang&lt;br /&gt;Practising on the screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你可爱的模样&lt;br /&gt;Ni Ke Ai De Mo Yang&lt;br /&gt;Your lovingly cute looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;关于缘分的解释&lt;br /&gt;Guan Yu Yuan Fen De Jie Shi&lt;br /&gt;Regarding our fate, to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我又多传了一行&lt;br /&gt;Wo You Duo Chuan Le Yi Hang&lt;br /&gt;I sent another line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你微笑浏览手机里的浪漫&lt;br /&gt;Ni Wei Xiao You Lan Shou Ji Li De Lang Man&lt;br /&gt;You're smiling, surfing through the handphone in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来爱情可以来得这么突然&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Lai Ai Qing Ke Yi Lai De Na Me Tu Ran&lt;br /&gt;As love can just come so suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;短讯的桥梁&lt;br /&gt;Duan Xun De Qiao Liang&lt;br /&gt;A message being bridged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;将暧昧期拉长&lt;br /&gt;Jiang Ai Mei Qi La Chang&lt;br /&gt;Makes our romance last longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的感情蔓延滋长藏用文字培养&lt;br /&gt;Wo Men De Gan Qing Man Yan Zi Zjamg Yong Wen Zi Pei Yang&lt;br /&gt;Our love spreads and grows through words in cultivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在虚拟土壤&lt;br /&gt;Zai Xu Ni Tu Rang&lt;br /&gt;In the virtual soil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114248933042837692?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114248933042837692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114248933042837692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114248933042837692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114248933042837692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/jay-chou-lang-man-shou-ji.html' title='Jay Chou - Lang Man Shou Ji'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114247303258499142</id><published>2006-03-16T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T09:44:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/10186743.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/400/10186743.jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me ?&lt;br /&gt;im still not recovering&lt;br /&gt;i still feel .. i dont know man..&lt;br /&gt;am i drowning? am i really drowning?&lt;br /&gt;all of u dat saw me yesterday night, for sure know i wasnt myself.&lt;br /&gt;i cant. i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;i was being so negative. i dont know why ! so dont ask me whats wrong cos i dont.&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for the weekend to drown my sorrows. &lt;br /&gt;wtf man!sigh&lt;br /&gt;i even piss/ed a person who is dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe she is just ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i really did piss her off.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just me ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114247303258499142?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114247303258499142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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u m b l e</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/56503428.jpg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/56503428.jpg.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my apologies to those who were with me yesterday afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was said and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was lost. i blew my fuse. i tripped and felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries. im picking myself up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt damn uneasy the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could not sit my ass, could not even concentrate on a single thing. i was just not myself. i was so lost and i didnt know what to do. i would have confronted my problems, but the problem was i dont know where to begin. that's why i avoided all of you. it's my shit and it will be my shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did had a quiet evening yest with friend, it was just a normal night out, but her presence did do me good. it's good seeing you after a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends who have drifted apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each of us has our dreams, and we have our own way of achieving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish all of you the best in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114239768191591707?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114239768191591707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114239768191591707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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will not let myself cause my heart so much misery &lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did &lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard &lt;br /&gt;I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way &lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out &lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry &lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake, a smile, a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life &lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break &lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die &lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Every night in your sleep &lt;br /&gt;I was so young &lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me &lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else &lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain &lt;br /&gt;And now I cry &lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I tried my hardest just to forget everything &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114233476758986023?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114233476758986023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114233476758986023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114233476758986023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114233476758986023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/kelly-clarkson-because-of-you.html' title='kelly clarkson : because of you'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114222433837137743</id><published>2006-03-13T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T12:32:18.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anybody needs a pair of pouty lips?</title><content type='html'>Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;amber is every malaysian man's hard on&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;yuppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;i should have grabbed the opportunity to date her when i had the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;shit man&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;i said no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;now she is so famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;fark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;tubby, lay off the cocaine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;should have made a porn video wif her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;Anal-izing Amber eh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;without me .. she wouldnt have wat she has 2day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;it's bcos of my rejection she decided to go in modelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;luckily oso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;you jolok her lips till so swollen ka  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;if not she'll be no1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;my dick big la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;i use it to slap her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;oi meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;dats y her waist so slender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin- I'm soooo schhheeeeelleeeeepyyyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;pouty lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;spank her ass wth my dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;her boobs so so nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;nice and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;my hands small la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;cant squeeze very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;omfg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;aahhaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin- I'm soooo schhheeeeelleeeeepyyyyyy says:&lt;br /&gt;amber suck my kah wan before&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;amber used to be the bicycle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;how we've fallen.. now boon jin is our bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;fei poh cho tan che .. pin pin pon pon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;soon he gonna have pouty lips and slender wasit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;waist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;and a nice ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;m_Ly says:&lt;br /&gt;excuse me...he has all the above without the slender waist OK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;give us more time ler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;we'll get the waist done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m_Ly says:&lt;br /&gt;muahahhaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neko`- Ganbatteh M'aime   says:&lt;br /&gt;fuwaa emily standing up for her man  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114222433837137743?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114222433837137743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114222433837137743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/1600/seehoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4404/1454/320/seehoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picture says it all!&lt;br /&gt;lets all join in and wish him all the best!&lt;br /&gt;dont forget the brotherhood! take care bro !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114214221591018789?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114214221591018789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114214221591018789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 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it's not because of the customer i wouldn't have strained my back. bloody hell, it's not even in my job scope. when i told my manager that im gonna leave for home, she was like, why did you carry the monitor to the customers place ? it's not part of your job. *mahex u think i dunno meh knnccb* what to do. Then i have to explain to her that, this customer is important. our contract has ended with them, and the tender is open to all our competitors to mend their mailroom, tnt has came in with ridiculously low rates, and the mailroom guy wants to support dhl, thats why he has to show all this pro's bout us. being effective and stuffs like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that is not bad enough on the way back to the office, crying in pain while driving, was stucked at this 2 way traffic lane, where being malaysians we will double park anywhere in sight, and this will lead too conjestion, stopped behind a red iswara, and the dude was reversing as there was an on coming traffic, i saw him coming and i was like WTF. started honking the horn like a mad man, *stupid kangoo horn worst then my FENARI* and that dude still reversed into it. I was like shit man .. wtf man.. this cant be happening man, first my BACK, now my FRONT *eh dat didnt sound right* front of the car i would say. :P came down, gave the dude a stare .. *growl* after talking and stuffs like dat and checking the damages .. HE DIDNT OFFER that he would pay . .stupid monkey, and i just told him to give me his number and name i'll call him once i check with the office. and he can still say .. in cantonese .. "chong che, ngo tei tol yau chor" ( Accident, we both oso got wrong ). i stared at him again and said .. what do u mean by NGO TEI? ( WE ?) then he giggle and said, sorry sorry, "mm hai ngo tei, hai ngo" ( not we all, it's me ).. KNNCCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today julian tried killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, by dragging me out of my bed at 11AM ( I SLEPT AT 5AM knnccb )&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, he suggested to eat RAMEN at pyramid ( Naik Kereta man i tell you )&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, sigh, he took a corner which almost make me flew to the driver side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx for the great day julian.&lt;br /&gt;*nyekz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114206216281018299?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114206216281018299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114206216281018299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114206216281018299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114206216281018299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/ouch.html' title='*ouch*'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114173418877070635</id><published>2006-03-07T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:24:32.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping to go to singapore to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed out on the chance to work in singapore due to something called "fate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i've tried my very best to try to get an interview with the agency but with no vail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called up the deng agency and what an asshole man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz : hi can i speak to *****&lt;br /&gt;*****: yea ***** speaking&lt;br /&gt;tubz : i heard there's an opening for this job in singapore&lt;br /&gt;*****: how did you know bout the job ?&lt;br /&gt;tubz : oh a friend of mine told me about. he doesnt want his name to be said&lt;br /&gt;*****: oh it's ok, no problem. did you friend go for the interview ?&lt;br /&gt;tubz : yeah&lt;br /&gt;*****: oh then he should know better and to inform you that, that was the last interview. &lt;- SARCASM! This is where he pissed me off. KNNCCB&lt;br /&gt;tubz : oh then nvm la&lt;br /&gt;*****: but there are other vacancies here in KL ? i can help you out if you are interested&lt;br /&gt;tubz : nah no thx ( after what u have said u think i'll let u keep my profile ar? cibai ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a way to sure my professionalism, i've decided not to disclose the &lt;strike&gt;kelly services&lt;/strike&gt; agency name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114173418877070635?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114173418877070635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114173418877070635&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114173418877070635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114173418877070635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114173271235041280</id><published>2006-03-07T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T19:58:32.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you once shut me off from your life&lt;br /&gt;i hope that it would not happen again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114173271235041280?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114173271235041280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114173271235041280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114173271235041280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114173271235041280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-once-shut-me-off-from-your-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114166247470964519</id><published>2006-03-07T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T00:27:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics whoring : cagnet - what will i do</title><content type='html'>I'm not really sure of the words to say&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew that I feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;Show me the way that you want me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure there's a place for us&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting the days 'till I feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;You come to me when I dream at night&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you, it will be so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can see the love in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You should know that I'm on your side&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours, you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh... What will I do? Ooh... What will I do?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh... What will I do? Ooh... What will I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can see the love in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You should know that I'm on your side&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours, you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh... What will I do? Ooh... What will I do?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh... What will I do? Ooh... What will I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114166247470964519?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114166247470964519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114166247470964519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114166247470964519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114166247470964519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/lyrics-whoring-cagnet-what-will-i-do.html' title='lyrics whoring : cagnet - what will i do'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114164904904650425</id><published>2006-03-06T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:44:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take your time&lt;br /&gt;dont worry bout me&lt;br /&gt;i do not expect anything in return&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take your time&lt;br /&gt;dont worry bout me&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna see you smile&lt;br /&gt;i really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take your time&lt;br /&gt;dont worry bout me&lt;br /&gt;your wound will heal&lt;br /&gt;i know it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take your time&lt;br /&gt;dont worry bout me&lt;br /&gt;you will love again&lt;br /&gt;i know you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take your time&lt;br /&gt;dont worry bout me&lt;br /&gt;i'll know when to let go&lt;br /&gt;or when to leave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114164904904650425?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114164904904650425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114164904904650425&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114164904904650425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114164904904650425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/take-your-time-dont-worry-bout-me-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114164849849403134</id><published>2006-03-06T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:34:58.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishwalla - Angels Or Devils</title><content type='html'>This is the last time&lt;br /&gt;That I'm ever gonna come here tonight&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I will fall &lt;br /&gt;Into a place that fails us all inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can see the pain in you&lt;br /&gt;And I can see the love in you&lt;br /&gt;And fighting all the demons will take time&lt;br /&gt;Will take time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels they burn inside for us &lt;br /&gt;And are we ever &lt;br /&gt;Are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;The devils they burn inside of us&lt;br /&gt;And are we ever gonna come back down &lt;br /&gt;Come around&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time &lt;br /&gt;That I'm ever gonna give in tonight&lt;br /&gt;Are there angels or devils crawling here?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know what blurs and what is clear to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can see the pain in you&lt;br /&gt;And I can see the love in you&lt;br /&gt;And fighting all the demons will take time&lt;br /&gt;It will take time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels they burn inside for us &lt;br /&gt;And are we ever &lt;br /&gt;Are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;The devils they burn inside of us&lt;br /&gt;And are we ever gonna come back down, come around &lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I were to give in&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it up and then&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath, make it deep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it might be the last one you get&lt;br /&gt;Be the last one that could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;Could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114164849849403134?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114164849849403134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114164849849403134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114164849849403134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114164849849403134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2006/03/dishwalla-angels-or-devils.html' title='Dishwalla - Angels Or Devils'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-114164845098369236</id><published>2006-03-06T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:34:11.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Zhou &amp; Lara - Shan Hu Hai</title><content type='html'>海平面远方开始掩埋 悲伤要怎么平静纯白&lt;br /&gt;hai ping mian yuan fang kai shi yan mai / bei shang yao zhe me ping jing chun bai&lt;br /&gt;The sea from far began to cover the surface , How could my sadness be calmed down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的脸上始终夹带 淹没浅浅的无奈&lt;br /&gt;wo de lian shang shi zhong jia dai / yan mo qian qian de wu nai&lt;br /&gt;I remained straight-faced, trying to cover a hint of resignation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你用唇语说你要离开&lt;br /&gt;ni yong chun yu shuo ni yao li kai&lt;br /&gt;You said that you wanted to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情不在&lt;br /&gt;qing bu zai&lt;br /&gt;Love is absent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他难过无声的留下来 汹涌潮水&lt;br /&gt;ta nan guo wu sheng de liu xia lai / xiong yong chao sui&lt;br /&gt;He remained silent with a tinge of sadness. The raging waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定明白 不是浪而是泪海&lt;br /&gt;yi ding ming bai / bu shi lang er shi lei hai&lt;br /&gt;(We) will understand that it is not the waves but a sea full of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;转身离开 认真说不出来&lt;br /&gt;zhuan shen li kai / ren zhen shuo bu chu lai&lt;br /&gt;Turn around and leave, I can't speak out sincerely&lt;br /&gt;你有话说不出来&lt;br /&gt;ni you hua shuo bu chu lai&lt;br /&gt;You have something to say but you can't speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海鸟跟鱼相爱 只是一场意外&lt;br /&gt;hai niao gen yu xiang ai / zhi shi yi chang yi wai&lt;br /&gt;The love between a sea-bird and a fish, is only an accidental occurence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱 争议一直存在&lt;br /&gt;wo men de ai / zheng yi yi zhi cun zai&lt;br /&gt;Our love, has always been a controversial matter&lt;br /&gt;给你的爱 爭議一直存在 回不來&lt;br /&gt;gei ni de ai / zheng yi yi zhi chun zai hui bu lai&lt;br /&gt;Our love has always existed, we can't go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;永久真爱 竟累积成伤害&lt;br /&gt;yong jiu zhen ai / jing lei ji cheng shang hai&lt;br /&gt;A love forever true, ends up accumulating pain&lt;br /&gt;等待经历几次伤害&lt;br /&gt;deng dai jing li ji ci shang hai&lt;br /&gt;How many times has waiting lead to pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;轉身離開 分手說不出來&lt;br /&gt;zhuan shen li kai/fen shou shuo bu chu lai&lt;br /&gt;You have something to say but you can't speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蔚蓝的珊瑚海 错过瞬间苍白&lt;br /&gt;wei lan de shan hu hai / cuo guo shun jian cang bai&lt;br /&gt;An azure coral sea, a missed momentary paleness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当初彼此 不够成熟坦白&lt;br /&gt;dang chu bi ci / bu gou cheng shou tan bai&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning, both of our immature confessions&lt;br /&gt;你有我的 不够成熟坦白 不应该&lt;br /&gt;ni you wo de / bu gou cheng shou tan bai / bu ying gai&lt;br /&gt;You have my immature confession; that shouldn't be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;热情不在 笑容勉强不来&lt;br /&gt;re qing bu zai / xiao rong mian qiang bu lai&lt;br /&gt;When there's no more warm feelings, smiles cannot be forced&lt;br /&gt;你的笑容勉強不來&lt;br /&gt;ni de xiao rong mian qiang bu lai&lt;br /&gt;Your smiles cannot be forced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱深埋珊瑚海&lt;br /&gt;ai shen mai shan hu hai&lt;br /&gt;Love is buried deep within the coral sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;毁坏的沙碉如何重来 有裂痕的爱怎么重盖&lt;br /&gt;hui huai de sa diao ru he chong lai / you lie heng de ai zhe me chong gai&lt;br /&gt;How do (we) rebuild the damaged sand sculpture , how could a relationship with cracks be fixed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是一切 结束太快 你说你无法释怀&lt;br /&gt;zhi shi yi qie / jie shu tai kuai / ni shuo ni wu fa shi huai&lt;br /&gt;Only that all has ended too quickly and you said you could not understand why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;贝壳里隐藏什么期待&lt;br /&gt;bei ke li ying cang she me qi dai&lt;br /&gt;What surprises await in the shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等花儿开&lt;br /&gt;deng hua er kai&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the flowers to bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们也已经无心再猜&lt;br /&gt;wo men ye yi jing wu xin zai cai&lt;br /&gt;We do not want to play the guessing game anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;脸上海风，脸上海风，咸咸的爱，咸咸的爱，沉不出还有未来&lt;br /&gt;lian shang hai feng / lian shang hai feng / xian xian de ai / xian xian de ai / cheng bu chu hai you wei lai&lt;br /&gt;The sea breeze caressing the face , the salty love , (We) could not suppress the feelings for the future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-114164845098369236?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/114164845098369236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=114164845098369236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/114164845098369236'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://www.geocities.com/shannonlung0612/part3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Coach Wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronology of Boobies FC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Age : 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Stats : 36 24 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Height : 5 ft 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous Achievements :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners of the Boobies Cup 2003&lt;br /&gt;Winners of The Champions Slut Cup 2003&lt;br /&gt;Winners of the F.A Cup ( Fuck Alot ) 2003&lt;br /&gt;Runners Up of the Boobfuck Cup 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for young and energectic worker.&lt;br /&gt;Willing to work for a minimal fee and long hours.&lt;br /&gt;The ability to have an erection without the help of little blue pills.&lt;br /&gt;The ability to give Bugakeh blessings to the players before every match is an additional advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those with weak knees may not need to apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are interested you may submit your resumes to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR@boobiesFC.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards&lt;br /&gt;Shannon Lung&lt;br /&gt;Head Coach&lt;br /&gt;Boobies FC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-113281099108208965?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/113281099108208965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=113281099108208965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113281099108208965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113281099108208965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten thirty-four, Flinders Street Station,&lt;br /&gt;I’m lookin’ down the tracks&lt;br /&gt;A uniform man, &lt;br /&gt;askin’ how-I’m-a-pay-it-all. &lt;br /&gt;Why would I wanna be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm gonna have to move on, &lt;br /&gt;before we meet again&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it’s hard&lt;br /&gt;If you had only seen&lt;br /&gt;Take control, &lt;br /&gt;and don't be afraid of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while, &lt;br /&gt;you think about if you're gonna, &lt;br /&gt;get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;You should be happy just to be alive&lt;br /&gt;And just because, &lt;br /&gt;you just don’t feel like, coming home, &lt;br /&gt;don’t mean that you'll never arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I’m gonna have to move on, &lt;br /&gt;before we meet again&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it’s hard&lt;br /&gt;If you had only seen. &lt;br /&gt;Take control, &lt;br /&gt;don’t be afraid of me&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='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-113257734562847466</id><published>2005-11-21T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:44:57.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware : EMO RANT !</title><content type='html'>Sappy Tunes - Beyond - Hoi Foot Ting Hung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year is ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing that i've accomplish that will make me look back and say, it was a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bumpy year for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was picked up by the most beautiful person on earth and it was with her hands that pushed me off the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was grateful that i have a bunch great friends to be there and lift me back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's not completely nothing that i have nothing to at 2005, there are. But just a few. 2006 will be tougher for me. And i'll make sure that i will make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better me, i aim for 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so quickly when everything around you is so fine. But you hope for time to pass quicker when you are in grieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in the dark all alone and feeling cold, i've been through it. It was the darkest moment of my life. I've been through that phase, uncountable times.&lt;br /&gt;But it was them, that brought me back up. They showed me the light. They showed me warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate them the most. They are the greatest people that i've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's true, that i always say, in my very own skeptical way. I tell myself and you all of you that you are just companionship in my life.My perception changed due to some dissapointment in friendship. Thats why i have decided to take it lightly from now on. Some of you may even think that way bout me, but some of you dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been tested before on how far i would go to reach out for a friend, but i hope unconciously it was my hand that reached one of you out there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words and expression on how i can express my gratitude to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you have been great! And thanks for accepting me for who i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my very last resort, when im lost. Real lost.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how are relationship will be. I'll always appreciate for what they have done for me. The way they have brought me up, I'll always appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, the way we communicate in the house, my dad, we barely talk since i was young, but thanks to techonolgy, i've been commnicating with him alot via SMS.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest person on earth. The strongest person that i've known. The person i have the upmost respect for is only you. No one can ever replace you in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;You have guided me all the way, without ever letting go. All the dissapointment that i have left for you, but still, you did not let me go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, my eldest sister.&lt;br /&gt;The way she loved me, the way she pampered when i was young ( even now once in awhile) and with the way she has brought herself up to this world is  Another soul i will always respect and look up too. I know i'll never be near where you're now nor i'll ever surpass you. But i hope i'll make it someday, to tell stand beside you and say, it's because of what you have done with your life, made me what i am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law&lt;br /&gt;The jo bringer.&lt;br /&gt;It's your voice that made us feel as a whole. It's your presence that brought smile to us. I may always say that you're noisy when we're in the house, having dinner or just by watching tv, but it's your voice that brought us joy. I've miss alot of moments at home, but i'll be there always to share the moments once i've over come this task of mine. Next month, i'll be seeing all of you more and more.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since we sat on the same table and have a &lt;strike&gt;quiet&lt;/strike&gt; dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Career&lt;br /&gt;I've been through jobs which didnt even paid well, and didnt even have any good benefits. But yet, im here to prove to all, that i can make it, even though im a non graduate. But it shall all change soon. Most of you know that i'll most likely start studying part time next year, just a diploma though, but im most certain that i should have the time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with where im working now.&lt;br /&gt;I have great colleagues to work with. Great people i shall say.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are my friends now compared to just colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up this position now is something very hard for me to do, as i'll be seeing all this great people lesser. But i have to for go all this just for my own sake.&lt;br /&gt;Will i seek happiness in my new position ? Will i meet great people ? I shall wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, im in the mood to EMO ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel like tagging someone. does it work this way ?&lt;br /&gt;who gives a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna tag,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian&lt;br /&gt;Alvin&lt;br /&gt;Oak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets Emo-Me-Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-113257734562847466?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/113257734562847466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=113257734562847466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113257734562847466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113257734562847466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/11/beware-emo-rant.html' title='Beware : EMO RANT !'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-113206445545050838</id><published>2005-11-15T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:20:55.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Were are very own F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>The Rembrandts - I'll Be There For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no one told you life was gonna be this way [four claps]&lt;br /&gt;Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gear&lt;br /&gt;When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to fall) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;(Like I've been there before) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me too) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still in bed at ten and work began at eight &lt;br /&gt;You've burned your breakfast so far things are going great &lt;br /&gt;Your mother warned you there'd be days like these &lt;br /&gt;But she didn't tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to pour) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;(Like I've been there before) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me too) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever know me&lt;br /&gt;no one could ever see me &lt;br /&gt;Seems you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me &lt;br /&gt;Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with &lt;br /&gt;Someone I'll always laugh with &lt;br /&gt;Even at my worst, I'm best with you, Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gear &lt;br /&gt;When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to pour) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;(Like I've been there before) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT CHORUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-113206445545050838?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/113206445545050838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=113206445545050838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113206445545050838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113206445545050838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/11/were-are-very-own-friends.html' title='Were are very own F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-113206191586680716</id><published>2005-11-15T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T21:38:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll give you a piece of my mind when you are ready to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;What you posted was unacceptable. &lt;br /&gt;There are people who has gone through or is going through situation which is tougher then this.&lt;br /&gt;Totally understand when you commented "it's all shattered. i could feel the pain, but i don't feel any beat anymore." &lt;br /&gt;It was your decision to choose to go after someone.&lt;br /&gt;It's your fcuking responsibilty to be able to pick your else up again.&lt;br /&gt;Not by just saying goodbye and writting a will, and by just saying how grateful you're for having us as a friend, fcuk off then. A friend doesnt just leave like that.&lt;br /&gt;If anything were to happen to you, wherever u'll be heaven or hell, you will never see me there infront of your damn casket weeping away, yet i'll be away, telling everyone how stupid my friend was.&lt;br /&gt;We're always there when you need someone. What are friends for?&lt;br /&gt;Just by typing how grateful you're for having us, and yet once decided to leave us ?&lt;br /&gt;And you call yourself a friend.&lt;br /&gt;I do not hate you, as you're still here.&lt;br /&gt;As friends, we can help you wipe away things and always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;And as friends, we expect the same from you. Be there for us.&lt;br /&gt;Call me, nudge me, sms me, email me, blog bout me, WHATEVER FCUCKING WAY.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear You Know Who&lt;br /&gt;It's not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;It's not his fault.&lt;br /&gt;It's no one's fault when you're in love.&lt;br /&gt;We still love you and care for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-113206191586680716?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/113206191586680716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=113206191586680716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113206191586680716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113206191586680716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/11/ill-give-you-piece-of-my-mind-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-113205540929063654</id><published>2005-11-15T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T19:50:09.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the way you react</title><content type='html'>Got this from a colleague, just thought of sharing it with all of you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10% of life is made up of what happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;90% of life is decided by how you react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean? We really have no control over 10% of what happens to us. We cannot stop the car from breaking down. The plane be late arriving, which throws our whole schedule off. A driver may cut us off in traffic. We have no control over this 10%.The other 90% is different. You determine the other 90%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? By your reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot control a red light., but you can control your reaction. Don't let people fool you; YOU can control how you react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's use an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are eating breakfast with your family. Your daughter knocks over a cup of coffee onto your business shirt. You have no control over what just what happened. What happens when the next will be determined by how you react. You curse. You harshly scold your daughter for knocking the cup over. She breaks down in tears. After scolding her, you turn to your spouse and criticize them for placing the cup too close to the edge of the table. A short verbal battle follows. You storm upstairs and change your shirt. Back downstairs, you find your daughter has been too busy crying to finish breakfast and get ready for school. She misses the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spouse must leave immediately for work. You rush to the car and drive your daughter to school. Because you are late, you drive 40 miles an hour in a 30 mph speed limit. After a 15-minute delay and throwing $60 (traffic fine) away, you arrive at school. Your daughter runs into the building without saying goodbye. After arriving at the office 20 minutes late,you find you forgot your briefcase. Your day has started terrible. As it continues, it seems to get worse and worse. You look forward to coming home,When you arrive home, you find small wedge in your relationship with your spouse and daughter. Why? Because of you reacted in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Did the coffee cause it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Did your daughter cause it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Did the policeman cause it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) Did you cause it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is D. You had no control over what happened with the coffee. How you reacted in those 5 seconds is what caused your bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what could have and should have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee splashes over you. Your daughter is about to cry. You gently say, "Its ok honey, you just need to be more careful next time". Grabbing a towel you rush upstairs. After grabbing a new shirt and your briefcase, you come back down in time to look through the window and see your child getting on the bus. She turns and waves. You and your spouse kiss before you go to work. You arrive 5 minutes early and cheerfully greet the staff. Your boss comments on how good the day you are having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the difference? Two different scenarios. Both started the same. Both ended different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because of how you REACTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really do not have any control over 10% of what happens. The other 90% was determined by your reaction. Here are some says to apply the 90/10 principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone says something negative about you, don't be a sponge. Let the attack roll off like water on glass. You don't have to let the negative comment affect you! React properly and it will not ruin your day. A wrong reaction could result in losing a friend, being fired, getting stressed out etc. How do you feel if someone cuts you off in traffic? Do you lose your temper? Pound on the steering wheel? (A friend of mine had the steering wheel fall off) Do you curse? Does your blood pressure skyrocket? Do you try and bump them? WHO CARES if you arrive ten seconds later at work? Why let the cars ruin your drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the 90/10 principle, and do not worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are told you lost your job. Why lose sleep and get irritated? It will work out. Use your worrying; energy and time into finding another job. The plane is late; it is going to mangle your schedule for the day. Why take out your frustration on the flight attendant? She has no control over what is going on. Use your time to study, get to know the other passenger. Why get stressed out? It will just make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know the 90-10 principle. Apply it and you will be amazed at the results. You will lose nothing if you try it. The 90-10 principle is incredible. Very few know and apply this principle. The result? Millions of people are suffering from undeserved stress, trials, problems and heartache. There never seems to be a success in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad days follow bad days. Terrible things seem to be constantly happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is constant stress, lack of joy, and broken relationships. Worry consumes time. Anger breaks friendships and life seems dreary and is not enjoyed to the fullest. Friends are lost. Life is a bore and often seems cruel. Does this describe you? If so, do not be discouraged. You can be different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand and apply the 90/10 principle. It will change your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-113205540929063654?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/113205540929063654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=113205540929063654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113205540929063654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113205540929063654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-way-you-react.html' title='It&apos;s the way you react'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-113174391266333774</id><published>2005-11-12T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T05:18:32.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm?</title><content type='html'>oh well oh well!&lt;br /&gt;my bad my bad for not updating this blog for a freaking long time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got bad from a session on erm chit chatting talk cock KNNCB session with Tek and julz ! hehe ! had a gr8 time after all .. even after the screwed up from the initial plan of John Digweed @ zouk !! BAH!! total disaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was gr8 having a session with u guys! something different thought, and talking bout craps dat we've been thru.. :) oh well oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah! i wan go sleep la! &lt;br /&gt;freaking sleepy dee wei !&lt;br /&gt;hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;lunch on JULZ tomorrow! 12/11/05!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankiew! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-113174391266333774?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/113174391266333774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=113174391266333774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113174391266333774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/113174391266333774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/11/hmm.html' title='hmm?'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112957897451631232</id><published>2005-10-18T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T03:56:16.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey so far</title><content type='html'>I still remember the very day that me and julian went to this employment agency in shah alam. Two blur donkeys dressed up with our best slack and shirt and equipped with our tie and nicely printed resume. We were actually gonna try out for a job in the in customer service industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got called up from the agency regarding an appointment with DHL. Me and Jul was like WTF is DHL ? Both of us attended the interview with high hopes and apparently one of the supervisor is julian's friend aunty. Appreciated what you did for me jul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked my ass off and proved to them why i deserved a permanent status in DHL. After 4 months i got what i wanted, and still have to go 3 months of probation, but what the hell :D. Met loads of great and pathetic people. Colleagues became friends. Memories that we shared * Priceless *. We will always just talk about how dumb can our customers and how pain in the ass they will be. Moments we shared during our annual dinner.. MY FREE CAMERA! yay! and FREE FLOW OF BOOZE !! ahhhhhhh !! food sucks though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 15 months while im attached in the deparment, i've learned alot of things. I can even tell you more bout DHL now! Hehe. Applied for a sales vacancy after working 13 months of the screwed up working hours and screwed up working days, and and did not get it and was kept on HOLD for a deng month without any outcome whether did or did i not get the job, until last month, that i had to go through a gruesome interview with another colleague of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth the wait. In Dec i'll be in another department and different position.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be driving an ugly looking yellow color mpv, but heck with it. Gonna be paid a lil more, but not enough :(. Working my position now actually lets me earn more by just working a few xtra hours a week. Damn im gonna miss OT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell with it. Im getting back my life, and this is a career advancement for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definetly gonna miss the weekdays party. Sniff bye bye Mambo Jambo and Ghetto, but hello to my WEEKENDS! I actually will be travelling alot, as i will based in jalan ipoh *argh* but HECK with it, im gonna be meeting alot of office girls! hurhur! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definetly gonna miss the people that i met and grew up with in the working world. I'll be continuing my studies next year in FEB if everything goes well. Bernard we are gonna be COLLEGE MATES! I havent talked to my parents about it yet, but knowing them they'll be very supportive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually regreted not appreciating the chance to study when i had, but i guess it's not too late right? Nothing to grieve about now, but to actually to move on with life and set my journey right this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already set another target to achieve in 2007, which is to go another step higher, and if everything goes well, i'll be completing my course by end of 2008 ? Can foresee myself being occupied by things in the next 2 and 1/2 years, but it's worth it. I know it will be !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112957897451631232?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112957897451631232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112957897451631232&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112957897451631232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112957897451631232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-journey-so-far.html' title='My journey so far'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112955331444563018</id><published>2005-10-17T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T20:48:34.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics : Sum 41 - Pieces</title><content type='html'>I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it makes me real&lt;br /&gt;I thought it'd be easy, but no one believes me&lt;br /&gt;I meant all the things that I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is so empty&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are so tempting&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it got so bad&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's so crazy&lt;br /&gt;That nothing can save me,&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only thing that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be perfect it just wasn't worth it&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could ever be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe me&lt;br /&gt;It never gets easy&lt;br /&gt;I guess I knew that all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112955331444563018?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112955331444563018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112955331444563018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112955331444563018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112955331444563018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/lyrics-sum-41-pieces.html' title='Lyrics : Sum 41 - Pieces'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112945638500892976</id><published>2005-10-16T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T17:57:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So True</title><content type='html'>Got this from another&lt;a href="http://kittykitty.blog.friendster.com" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; actually. Decided to repost it to share it with you peepz!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been meaning to pen some thoughts for some time now, to let people actually read the views of the typical ‘overseas Malaysian’ who is kept away. I realise that my email is rather long, but I do hope that you would consider publishing it (and also keep my name private!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start by telling a little about my background. Mine is a rather sad tale – of a young Malaysian full of hope and patriotic enthusiasm, which is slowly but surely trickling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very different from many other non-bumiputeras, as I was given tremendous opportunities throughout my childhood. Born into a middle-class Chinese but English-speaking family, I grew up with all the privileges of imported books, computers, piano/violin lessons and tuition teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents insisted that I should be exposed to a multi-racial education in a national school. In my time, my urban national school (a missionary school) was a truly happy place – where the Malays, Chinese and Indian students were roughly equal in proportion. We played and laughed with each other, and studied the history of the world together during Form 4, with one interesting chapter dedicated to Islamic history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though 75% of my teachers were Malays, I never really noticed. My Malay teachers were the kindest to me – teaching me well and offering me every possible opportunity to develop. I led the district teams for English and Bahasa Malaysia debating competitions. I was the only non-Malay finalist in the Bahasa Malaysian state-level elocution competition. My Malay teachers encouraged me to transfer to a government residential school (sekolah berasrama penuh) so as to enable me to maximise my academic potential. I refused because I was happy where I was, so they made me head prefect and nominated me as a ‘Tokoh Pelajar Kebangsaan’. Till this day, I am absolutely certain that it was the kindness of all my Malay teachers which made me a true Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I excelled at school and was offered a Singaporean government scholarship to study overseas. I turned them down because I wanted to ensure that I would remain a ‘true Malaysian’ in the eyes of Malaysia. So I accepted a Malaysian government scholarship to study at Oxford University. Throughout my three years as an undergraduate, the officers at the MSD looked after me very well, and was always there to offer support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated with first class honours, and was offered a job with a leading investment bank. The JPA released me from my bond, so as to enable me to&lt;br /&gt;develop my potential. I shall always be grateful for that. I worked hard and rose in rank. My employer sent to me to Harvard University for postgraduate study and I climbed further up their meritocratic ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am 31 years old and draw a comfortable monthly salary of US$22,000. Yet, I yearn to return home. I miss my home, my family, my friends, my Malaysian hawker food and the life in Malaysia. I have been asked many times by Singaporean government agencies to join them on very lucrative terms, but I have always refused due to my inherent patriotism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to return home. I have been told by government-linked corporations and private companies in Malaysia that at best, I would still have to take a 70% pay cut if I return to Malaysia to work. I am prepared and willing to accept that. My country has done a lot for me, so I should not complain about money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of late, my idealistic vision of my country has really come crashing down, harder and faster than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the annual fiasco involving non-bumiputera top scorers who are denied entry to critical courses at local universities and are offered forestry and fisheries instead. (My cousin scored 10A1’s for SPM and yet was denied a scholarship).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about UMNO Youth attacking the so-called meritocracy system because there are less than 60% of Malay students in law and pharmacy, whilst conveniently keeping silent about the fact that 90% of overseas scholarship recipients are Malays and that Malays form the vast majority in courses like medicine, accountancy and engineering at local universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the Higher Education Minister promising that non-bumiputera Malaysians will never ever step foot into UiTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about a poor Chinese teacher’s daughter with 11A1’s being denied a scholarship, while I know some Malay friends who scored 7A’s and whose parents are millionaires being given scholarships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the brilliant Prof. K.S. Jomo, who was denied a promotion to Senior Professor (not even to Head of Department), although he was backed by references from three Nobel Prize winners. Of course, his talent is recognised by a prestigious appointment at the United Nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about UMNO Youth accusing Chinese schools of being detrimental to racial integration, while demanding that Mara Junior Science Colleges and other residential schools be kept only for Malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the Malay newspaper editors attacking the private sector for not appointing enough Malays to senior management level, whilst insisting that the government always ensure that Malays dominate anything government-related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that at our local universities, not a single Vice-Chancellor or Deputy Vice-Chancellor is non-Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that in the government, not a single Secretary-General of any ministry is non-Malay. The same goes for all government agencies like the police, armed forces, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about UMNO screaming for the Malay Agenda, but accusing everyone else of racism for whispering about equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about a poor Indian lady having to pay full price for a low-cost house after being dispossessed from a plantation, whilst Malay millionaires demand their 10% bumiputera discount when buying RM2 million bungalows in a gated community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about my beloved national schools becoming more and more Islamic by the day, enforced by overzealous principals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about my Form 4 World History (Sejarah Dunia) syllabus, which now contains only one chapter of world history, with Islamic history covering the rest of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read all this, I tremble with fear. I love my country and long to return. I am willing to take a 70% pay cut. I am willing to face a demotion. I honestly want to contribute my expertise in complex financial services and capital markets. But really, is there a future for me, for my children and for their children? I am truly frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can deal with the lack of democracy, the lack of press freedom, the ISA, our inefficient and bureaucratic civil service, our awful manners and even a little corruption. But I cannot deal with racism in my homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the single biggest factor which is keeping people like myself away. And bear in mind – there are so many of us (researchers, scientists, bankers, economists, lawyers, academics, etc.). What people read about in Malaysia (like Dr Terence Gomez) is but the tiniest tip of the iceberg. You will be amazed to know about Malaysians denied JPA scholarships (which would have made them civil servants), took loans to attend Ivy League universities, but who are later asked to advise our government (on IT, economics, etc.) at fees running to millions of US dollars. Such information will never be published because it is politically incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian, I pray for God’s blessing on this great country of ours. I pray that He blesses our leaders with the foresight and humanity to see that this will not work and cannot continue. I pray that they will have the strength to make our country a home for all Malaysians and that they will have mercy for the poor, including the non-Malays. I pray for true racial harmony and acceptance (not just tolerance) in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;A very frightened Malaysian abroad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112945638500892976?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112945638500892976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112945638500892976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112945638500892976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112945638500892976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-true.html' title='So True'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112920095969351433</id><published>2005-10-13T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T19:19:51.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being 20 Something</title><content type='html'>They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis". It is when you stop going along &lt;br /&gt;with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about &lt;br /&gt;yourself that u didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure &lt;br /&gt;and wonder where u will be in a year or two, but then you get even more worried&lt;br /&gt;because u barely know where you are now&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends &lt;br /&gt;that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you &lt;br /&gt;have ever met, and the people u have lost touch with are some of the &lt;br /&gt;most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing &lt;br /&gt;that too, and aren't really cold catty, mean or insecure, but that they &lt;br /&gt;are just as confused as you are.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You look at your job and education and it is not even close to what u thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going &lt;br /&gt;to have to start at bottom because of your education strength, and that scares you once again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find &lt;br /&gt;Your self judging more than usual because suddenly u realize that u have &lt;br /&gt;certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your&lt;br /&gt;list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure &lt;br /&gt;and then the next, secure? WTF? You laugh and cry with the greatest &lt;br /&gt;force of your life&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, to change is your enemy and &lt;br /&gt;you try to cling on to the past with your dear life, but soon realize that the &lt;br /&gt;past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing you can to do &lt;br /&gt;but to stay where you are or to move forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such &lt;br /&gt;damage to you.... or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone &lt;br /&gt;decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe u love someone &lt;br /&gt;but you are thinking of someone else and cannot figure out why you are doing this &lt;br /&gt;because you know that you aren't a bad person. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. &lt;br /&gt;Getting wasted and acting like an idiot started to look pathetic. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk &lt;br /&gt;with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a &lt;br /&gt;decision. You worry about studies, money... the future and making a life &lt;br /&gt;for your self.... and while winning the race would be great, but right not you would just like to be a contender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you may not realize is that everyone reading this might relate to it. We &lt;br /&gt;are in out best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out. The only damn thing to do right now is to change for the best and hope for the worst, no offence, but praying is not a part of creating your own path in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock On Brothers and Sisters! You Live, You Learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112920095969351433?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112920095969351433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112920095969351433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112920095969351433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112920095969351433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/being-20-something.html' title='Being 20 Something'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112914092838769666</id><published>2005-10-13T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T02:15:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rub a tub</title><content type='html'>did not know what to put bout the topic.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;rub a tub and i'll give u a rub! hurhur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwah! hmm .. back to myself into the office already..&lt;br /&gt;was feeling kinda annoyed when i found out that i have to serve two more months before i get to secure my new post. well, certain things that certain people told me sort off got me back on track again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my supervisor actually approached me and ask me, what happen to you ? haha .. i was just like, nah nothing .. but he knows i was annoyed, but what else can i do right? just hope time flies faster! w00tz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Nephew and Lil Niece birthday will be end of this month 30th OCT and 31st OCT.&lt;br /&gt;My brother and sis-in-law will be throwing them a bash again this year. Last year's was da bomb, sis-in-law, advertising people actually printed posters for her to be hung around the house! w00tz! so cute ! prince sean and pricness samantha, a picture of my nephew drooling and a pic of my niece in a crown .. kekeke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo ! i'll definetly be going to singapore this end year, as i've already spoken to my soon to be manager in dec, she said it's ok to take leave year end, as things will be slow! woo hoo ! yay! shopping shopping ! MUAHAHA! singapore end year sale is t3h pwn3d!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i cant believe it, i havent dota for freaking 4 days already , and tomorrow is gonna be 5 !! argh!! hands very itchy ! somebody help me !! haha ! i need my dosage of ... chickennnn!! though im a small eater, but aiyah can eat abit g00d lor! kekeke!&lt;br /&gt;crappy thursday! used to love my thursday's now i hate them as i have to stay back additional 3 hours to support this crisis team! KNNCCB! but at least they are paying me O.T ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, im suppose to plan for a buffet trip to Saisaki in K.L this Friday 15 OCT&lt;br /&gt;I'll call you guys up to confirm head counts! So, expect for my call in the afternoon k guys ! or to make it easier, anyone that reads this blog before 2pm 14 OCT please text me if you guys wanna go. I hope it wont be packed with nathans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go sleep dee, working bangla shift tomorrow 12pm - 12midnite! KNNCCB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112914092838769666?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112914092838769666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112914092838769666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112914092838769666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112914092838769666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/rub-tub.html' title='rub a tub'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112904038344853666</id><published>2005-10-11T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T01:41:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC'D BUFFET !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/shannonlung0612/mcd"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/shannonlung0612/mcd" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is very t3h pwn3d!!&lt;br /&gt;ANY TAKERS ?? MUAHAHAAHA&lt;br /&gt;It's only available in selected outlets.&lt;br /&gt;So save the pic and zoom on it! :D hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112904038344853666?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112904038344853666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112904038344853666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112904038344853666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112904038344853666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/mcd-buffet.html' title='MC&apos;D BUFFET !!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112902285832190366</id><published>2005-10-11T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:55:57.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/shannonlung0612/toothfairymed.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/shannonlung0612/toothfairymed.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we were young, most of ours parents will always tell us that, if we were to ever loose a teeth, the tooth fairy will come and take it away and leave you a dollar or depends how generous your parents are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've use to wonder does the tooth fairy really exist? Even as i grew older when i started to ponder my parents, they will stay no, but in our heart we know it's them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all this little things that our parents has done for us when we were younger, had given us a comfort, that losing a tooth, is no big deal as we will get $$ in return .. who is bitch about it ? We will come home feeling happy that we lost a tooth, hold the tooth in our hand and show it to our parents, and they will say, just leave it under the pillow. I've always wanted to stay up late night, just to catch my parents sneaking into the room to take it away and replace it with a dollar. but i've never had the strength to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has always made us to go to bed feeling very very excited and also wake up with a smile on the face !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever do the same things for our kids? Memories that will always be haunting us till the day we loose all our teeth ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this site that i found, below are my results from the story! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon has lost a tooth. Julian said, "Don't bother putting your tooth under the pillow, 'cause the Tooth Fairy is too busy." But Dj Mazlan said, "Shannon should give it a try anyway." &lt;br /&gt;So before Ma turned off the lights at bedtime, Shannon carefully placed the tooth under the pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning Shannon found a note from Tommy The Tooth Mouse and a Sexy Women under the pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Shannon went to school Julian and Dj Mazlan couldn't believe it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Shannon believes in ME, Tommy The Tooth Mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sculpturesplace.com/TommyTooth/TommyTooth-1.cgi"&gt;The Tooth Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112902285832190366?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112902285832190366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112902285832190366&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112902285832190366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112902285832190366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/tooth-fairy.html' title='Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112861973582993074</id><published>2005-10-07T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T01:28:55.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peristiwa Saya</title><content type='html'>Hello kawan kawan! Selamat Sejahtera saya ucapkan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana semua hari ini? Aiseh, saya masih deman la, sudah 3 hari berturut turut i deman tau. Deman sampil gua makan ubat batuk sampai takde feel lagi. Hari ini gila, saya kerja 12petang hingga 12 tengah-hari. Penat tu! Sebab pasal opis la, nak suruh kita backup orang, celaka punya orang, setiap hari Khamis terpaksa la saya kerja O.T 3 jam! Mampoi la aku! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lebih kurang 10 hari, i tak blog, minta maaf ye kawan kawan! Jangan marah i k!&lt;br /&gt;Tadi gi tengok doktor kat taipan, tak tahu apa QHC medical centre la konon, masuk je, macam klinik besar. oh lokasinye kat taipan. Tempat tu macam nak ruput la .. tak de maintenance la. masuk sana, register kat kaunter, lepas itu, puan suruh i duduk tunggu, macam biasa, i tunggu, nampak doktor india yang baru saje bangun tidur masuk bilik konsultasi. Doktor tu, i beritahu lu.. kabur betul la .. cakap pun, tak betul .. selalu mumble mumble, gua tak fahem la... sebab i pergi jumpa doktor hari ini, ialah sebab kerongkong saya sakit, macam ada lebam, bila sentuh sakit. Sebab tu pergi check, doktor kata, kena infection, terperanjat i bila dia cakap. I punya gusi pun bengkak la.. esok mungkin kena gi tengok doktor gigi la. aiyor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak faham la kenapa, tak cium orang pun, atau pun tak menyelam kat gua, tak tahu kenapa pula boleh dapat infection. Aiseh.. 3 hari siut, minum air pun sakit.. minum milo tahan lapar, hanya semalam i pergi makan bak kut teh kat puchong dengan member i si bernard. itu pun bak kut teh tak sedap! macam sial la i beritahu lu.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang deman mood tak baik la, hari itu gua ada konflit sikit dengan yang i.. aiseh, maaf ya yang.. tak sengaja la.. apa nak buat.. ingat nak gi JB dengan tetek sebab ada event kat sana... tapi .. dengan kesihatan yang tak sempurna tak boleh la.. nanti gi sana tidur hospital lagi tak best kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyur , saya rasa ar, 3 hari yang lepas ini ar. i makan ubat sampai gila la .. ber-blog pun bahasa melayu, tapi tak pe la .. kita anak malaysia kan .. semua pun faham la.. Ok la kawan kawan, i nak gi batu lagi la.. selamt malam semua!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112861973582993074?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112861973582993074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112861973582993074&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112861973582993074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112861973582993074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/10/peristiwa-saya.html' title='Peristiwa Saya'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112767463410690571</id><published>2005-09-26T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T02:57:14.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Lost</title><content type='html'>Decided not to tag. Not as creative as you may think i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me, a few of us were in EMO+Mode yesterday. I've been thinking alot, and i decided i need to ammend some changes in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of tired of being who i am now. &lt;br /&gt;I need to move on. &lt;br /&gt;Im so lost, i've no direction on where to go now. &lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to feel myself, but i cant, as my heart is still broken. &lt;br /&gt;How much i still miss her, no one can tell. &lt;br /&gt;I tried pretending as nothing happened and i've move&lt;br /&gt;But i cant.&lt;br /&gt;It was your decision in the end your choice. &lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets, as i know i tried my best to ask you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I still miss you,&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna hope no more,&lt;br /&gt;But i cant help it,&lt;br /&gt;Im still hoping for you to come back to me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering in life, who i really am. &lt;br /&gt;Who am i ? I dont know&lt;br /&gt;Why are here? I really dont know. &lt;br /&gt;Does "he" exist ? I really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in myself, but yet, im still a wonderless soul in this world.&lt;br /&gt;I once been had my fortune readt recently, she told me, to close a chapter in your life and move on. But which chapter do you want me to close ? It's not that i believe in it, but if something or someone can help you, why not listen ? It doesnt hurt as i've been pointless for the past 23 years of my life. I need a guide, a guide in this dark world of mine. Show me light, show me the way, someone do show it to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im writting without any directions here right now, just pouring how i feel or what is in my mind right now. Which all of you can see, CONFUSED. I dont even know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be staying away from the club scenes. Had enough of all these. DOTA seems to rock my world at the moment. Lame? So what. Burning a hole in my pocket is even lamer. Having debts all around you is even lamer. I need to do something with this life of mine. I once got my fortune readt, she told me a scholar will appear in my life to guide me. Who and Where is this person now? I dont know. Appear, i ask of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im very worried bout my job, i hope it will work out for me. I really need a change of environment. I cant be there always sitting, staring blankly at the computer, thinking, thinking of what to do in life. I need to occupy myself. I need fresh things all the time. Oh gosh, i really feel lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and Forget, I can forgive, but i can never forget. The scars they remind me, that the past is real. I tried erasing all the memories, but i still cant, i dont even dare to delete your picture, im so afraid i wont see you again. Stop haunting me, leave me. I need to go .. Please.. i really need to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112767463410690571?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112767463410690571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112767463410690571&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112767463410690571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112767463410690571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-lost.html' title='Still Lost'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112748245534418024</id><published>2005-09-23T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T21:34:15.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics : Low Millions - Eleanor</title><content type='html'>Low Millions - Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;Album - Ex-Girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I understand &lt;br /&gt;Okay with me &lt;br /&gt;If that's the plan&lt;br /&gt;You can take the stereo, TV and the video &lt;br /&gt;The bed the sheets and pillows before you go &lt;br /&gt;But for now unlock the door &lt;br /&gt;What are we doing all this for?&lt;br /&gt;Let me make you dinner one last time &lt;br /&gt;Then you'll go your way and I'll go mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't call you baby anymore &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby like I did before &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby anymore... Eleanor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left your smell, you left your taste &lt;br /&gt;You left me here with my mistakes &lt;br /&gt;And I can't relate to what you say I've done &lt;br /&gt;But just for you, I'll bite my tongue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't call you baby anymore &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby like I did before &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor I miss you &lt;br /&gt;Eleanor be well &lt;br /&gt;Eleanor I wish you'd release me from your spell &lt;br /&gt;Come on &lt;br /&gt;Eleanor &lt;br /&gt;Do it &lt;br /&gt;You can, do it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't call you baby anymore &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby like I did before &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby anymore &lt;br /&gt;No I can't call you baby anymore &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby like I did before &lt;br /&gt;Won't call you baby anymore Eleanor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112748245534418024?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112748245534418024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112748245534418024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112748245534418024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112748245534418024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/lyrics-low-millions-eleanor.html' title='Lyrics : Low Millions - Eleanor'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112742084265489016</id><published>2005-09-23T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T04:27:22.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf?</title><content type='html'>I got this is in my Junk Mail Folder today.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me how i got it! And i dont even know that person!&lt;br /&gt;Lol'z! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang kat mana ?, kat KL lagi ker ? kalau boleh luangkan masa sekeluarga atas&lt;br /&gt;jemputan nih, &lt;br /&gt;apa-apa hal minta maklumbalas, takut2 email ini tidak dibaca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEMPUTAN KENDURI DI BATU GAJAH, PERAK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah jemputan kenduri kahwin daripada &lt;br /&gt;Tuan Haji Salleh Zakaria, Pak Leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenduri akan di adakan di &lt;br /&gt;KAMPUNG BATU 3, JLN. TG TUALANG, &lt;br /&gt;BATU GAJAH, PERAK pada 22 September 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di bawah ini adalah salinan kad jemputan daripada beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALIMATULURUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuan Haji Salleh Zakaria &amp; Khatijah Binti Azlan&lt;br /&gt;dengan segala hormatnya mempersilakan &lt;br /&gt;Dato / Datin / Tuan / Puan / Encik / Cik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……………………………………………………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;serta keluarga ke majlis perkahwinan puteri kami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adibah Hanisah Binti Salleh&lt;br /&gt;Dengan&lt;br /&gt;Khairuddin Bin HJ. Karim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari Khamis, 22 September 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kediaman kami beralamat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, 13, Kg Batu 3, Jalan Tg. Tualang, 31000 Batu Gajah, Perak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga dengan kehadiran &lt;br /&gt;Dato / Datin / Tuan / Puan / Encik / Cik &lt;br /&gt;akan menyerikan lagi majlis kami dan semoga di berkati Allah SWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih dan Wassalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Aturcara Majlis: 12.00 pm – 3.00 pm – Jamuan Makan&lt;br /&gt;1.30 pm – Bersanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turut Mengundang:&lt;br /&gt;Seisi Keluarga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112742084265489016?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112742084265489016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112742084265489016&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112742084265489016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112742084265489016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/wtf.html' title='wtf?'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112727926640116111</id><published>2005-09-21T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:07:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake Fest!</title><content type='html'>Hey! Pictures updated! &lt;br /&gt;Will blog bout it real soon!&lt;br /&gt;Need to get ready to go to work now actually!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/subangjaya_girls_boys"&gt;Moon Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112727926640116111?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112727926640116111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112727926640116111&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112727926640116111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112727926640116111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/mooncake-fest.html' title='Mooncake Fest!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112722747513497271</id><published>2005-09-20T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:29:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV IN MY BLOG! Pwned!</title><content type='html'>Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! muahahah! can watch mtv on my blog man! muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this website from a friendster friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha! will be changing it weekly i hope! hehe! have disabled the music in the page, so it wont clash ! keke ! wee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video of the Weekk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Howie Day - Collide --&gt;&lt;div id=vpdiv&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.freevideocodes.com/'&gt;&lt;embed name='RAOCXplayer' src='http://www.freevideocodes.com/vids/howieday-collide.asx' type='application/x-mplayer2' width='300' height='300' ShowControls='1' ShowStatusBar='0' loop='true' EnableContextMenu='0' DisplaySize='0' pluginspage='http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Music Video Codes&lt;/a&gt; by FreeVideoCodes.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.freecodecs.com"&gt;www.freecodecs.com&lt;/a&gt; for more MTV codes !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112722747513497271?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112722747513497271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112722747513497271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112722747513497271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112722747513497271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/mtv-in-my-blog-pwned.html' title='MTV IN MY BLOG! Pwned!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112661074285476977</id><published>2005-09-13T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T19:25:42.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics : The Click Five - Just the Girl</title><content type='html'>I bet this happens to all of us guys out there right ? :)&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's cold and she's cruel&lt;br /&gt;But she knows what she's doin'&lt;br /&gt;She pushed me in the pool at our last school reunion&lt;br /&gt;She laughs at my dreams&lt;br /&gt;But I dream about her laughter&lt;br /&gt;Strange as it seems&lt;br /&gt;She's the one I'm after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl I'm lookin' for &lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't keep a secret for more than an hour&lt;br /&gt;She runs on 100 proof attitude power&lt;br /&gt;And the more she ignores me&lt;br /&gt;The more I adore her&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she sees it's me&lt;br /&gt;On her caller ID&lt;br /&gt;She won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;She'd rather be alone&lt;br /&gt;But I can't give up just yet&lt;br /&gt;Cause every word she's ever said&lt;br /&gt;Is still ringin' in my head&lt;br /&gt;Still ringin' in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's cold and she's cruel&lt;br /&gt;But she knows what she's doin'&lt;br /&gt;Knows just what to say&lt;br /&gt;So my whole day is ruined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just the girl) I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;(Just the girl) I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;(Just the girl) I'm lookin' for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112661074285476977?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112661074285476977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112661074285476977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112661074285476977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112661074285476977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/lyrics-click-five-just-girl.html' title='Lyrics : The Click Five - Just the Girl'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112620428150192824</id><published>2005-09-09T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T02:37:22.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kangoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/shannonlung0612/kango.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/shannonlung0612/kango.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe! Woo! i have to do this, though the car is ugly, but i might be driving it! haha! cant wait cant wait and i hope it happens! sigh! i dun need the car actually, i just need a career advancement! I do hope it'll come true! ahhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112620428150192824?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112620428150192824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112620428150192824&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112620428150192824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112620428150192824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/kangoo.html' title='Kangoo!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112618437825316590</id><published>2005-09-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T20:59:38.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Men Wants</title><content type='html'>Got this from the archive of Askmen.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Men Wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- It is important to find a woman that cooks and cleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- It is important to find a woman that makes good money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- It is important to find a woman that enjoys having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- It is important that these three women never meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112618437825316590?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112618437825316590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112618437825316590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112618437825316590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112618437825316590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-men-wants.html' title='What Men Wants'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112612139623912009</id><published>2005-09-08T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T03:29:56.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Ahh! Dear all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! Pictures uploaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click on the link, it opens in a new window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/subangjaya_girls_boys" target="_blank"&gt;Memories of R3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112612139623912009?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112612139623912009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112612139623912009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112612139623912009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112612139623912009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112601339361424792</id><published>2005-09-06T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T21:29:53.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>Manage to call, "The Manager" today, spoke to him for bout 5-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation was something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TM : Good Evening, &lt;br /&gt;Me : Hi TM, this is Shannon here&lt;br /&gt;TM : Oh, Hi Shannon, i've been trying to contact you the whole day, but somehow, everytime when i get someone to put me through your extension, there's no answer.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hmm, cant be, maybe i was out for my break during that time.&lt;br /&gt;TM : Shannon, about the vacancy you applied, i was considering putting you into another vacancy, the Mobile CSE &lt;br /&gt;Me : *Sounded suprised* and showed interest in the position and also glad that it's finally happening.&lt;br /&gt;TM : So when can you leave ? &lt;br /&gt;Me : Ya, they can let me go anytime. &lt;br /&gt;TM : I have handed over your resume and the test result to the "MCSE" person in charge, she will give you a call one of these days, to have a talk with you.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh ok, why dont you get her to call my mobile, as working in Customer Service, i might always be engaged.&lt;br /&gt;TM : Ok, im driving now, why dont you just text me, and i'll pass your number.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Alright TM. Thanks alot. Will sms you in abit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Some small talk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the next call is killing me! Going crazy in the office now, jumping around and acting silly! *hehe* This past 2 days, proved something, i aint moving towards the 1/4 life crisis posted by Ellie! hehe! Im really happy for what is happening to me, and im glad i have my friends and family to share the news with them! All those hardwork finnaly paid off. &lt;br /&gt;Sayang, friends, and family and dear colleagues, thanks for the advice and support!&lt;br /&gt;Just hope everything goes through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key Accounts, manager approached me again, she is really keen on taking me in, as she was asking me, so how was your previous application ? Any news from Sales? I told her no news yet and still pending, she even added some salt in, the previous application you applied for, i heard it's very messy. *biatch* trying to discourage me. hehe! i just smiled and nodded. She also said, that the vacancy will be opened tomorrow, as she has been pushing HR ( Human Resource ) to Publish the post for a week and 1/2 already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much i can do, but to sit back and wait for my phone to RING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112601339361424792?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112601339361424792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112601339361424792&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112601339361424792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112601339361424792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112593415469951548</id><published>2005-09-05T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:29:14.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wOo hoo!</title><content type='html'>Hmm, most of you know about my "Pending" sales job at DHL. Oh well decided to call in to another manager, to ask him whether is the vacacny taken, he told me yes, i was like *sigh* but then, he told me, dont worry, the "higher managers" are looking to put me at another vacancy! It's similar to what im doing now, but i get to run outside and meet customers! yay'z! Mobile Customer Support Executive. Nama pun panjang sial! If i were to get the job, i'll be given the Basic and Claims of the normal field sales exec, just that it's without commision! hehe! That is still more then what im earning, and the best part is, i dont have to sell! ehekz! Just meet up with customers daily and just err get blasted! haha! :) A fun job i would say, i'll get to solve problems after problems! and meet alot of leng luis woo! hehe! :P!! blehz! dat was one news dat made my day! the manager even told me, "you did not hear it from me!" haha! and he also say that, his manager will give me a ring one of these days! hehe! happie-tubby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job today is as usual, just me being xtra hard-working. hurhur! supervisor informed that one of my colleague called in and took emergency leave today as one of his close friend passed away, i hope everything is ok! will be seeing him tomorrow, should i ask him ? hmm! Friends they come and go, but good friends and buddies, they'll come, but they'll never go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say something, but i forgot what i wanted to say! haha! woops!&lt;br /&gt;My bad my bad! will blog again when i remember it! hhurhur! take care all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112593415469951548?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112593415469951548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112593415469951548&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112593415469951548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112593415469951548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/woo-hoo.html' title='wOo hoo!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112569423118523358</id><published>2005-09-03T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T04:50:31.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the path</title><content type='html'>Just got back from an outing with michelle, chiew, ken, yang and julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night started with just a usual session of yam cha. Went out with Ken to meet the rest, jul, yang, and wai hang at pan bakery ss15. Was cracking our head on what to do, till michelle called and julian suggested the Curve, oh well we got nothing to loose anyway, oh, wai hang adjourned off to "ta kei" hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to fetch ken home first as he was in his shorts, and ellie parked her car at ken's place. Drove to Uptown to pick up michelle, and off we go to curve. Went to a place called Slippery Senorita, ahh! sounds kinky eh ? but ngekz, it's just a normal joint. Had 2 jugs of beer, ellie had orange juice the first round, then hur hur, we insisted she has something alcoholic, came a Frozen Lime Magerita! *yayz!* ellie's face was so red. Had a free jug of beer from the owner erm Elaine, thanks to Michelle for it as well, should thank her dad actually! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie had to be home by 2, left the curve about 130am as we decided to go somewhere to continue to drink actually. Drove back to subang to let ellie pick her car up from ken's place, and instead got hungry, hehe, called chiew and picked her up from her place and went over to Ming Tien Megah to eat! Had another mug of beer there actually and kampar noodle and some dim sum ( siu mai and ha kao *not nice!* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahh chit chatted the whole night with them, and actually decided to have a lil gathering at my place tomorrow, but depends if the rest wants it, as wai hang is very keeeeeeeeennn on going karaoke-ing on saturday. oh well, will plan bout tomorrow again. Bwah! time to sleep! so tired! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that i wanna go seems uncertain,  but it seems to me that you have chosen your path, do we decide to meet or to change path is uncertain, as the last i've heard from you, you have decided to choose another path. May i be mistaken, but may you not be mistaken. Promises, i shall not give, as im never good in keeping my promise, things come and they go, but at the end of the day, i hope our friendship will never go unforseen. For this past two months, i have tried to understand you, but for the past 23 years i still cant understand myself. It takes time to mend a broken heart, and we'll never know when it will be mended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112569423118523358?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112569423118523358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112569423118523358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112569423118523358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112569423118523358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/path.html' title='the path'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112551377814371796</id><published>2005-09-01T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:42:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy</title><content type='html'>too lazy to blog&lt;br /&gt;will blog when im in the mood!&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112551377814371796?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112551377814371796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112551377814371796&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112551377814371796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112551377814371796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/09/lazy.html' title='lazy'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112532596470658438</id><published>2005-08-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:32:44.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Peri Nexy Day!</title><content type='html'>ahh woke up still feeling the burning sensation in my tummy! urghh! wasnt in a very good mood due to stomach discomfort, got my colleague brian, to buy some eno when he went out for break! felt much better after dat! had some malay nasi campur, ahh not very nice la! the beef did not taste like beef! started watching back desperate housewives, as i had nothin else to watch, after a few more episodes, it got more interesting! hehe! :P The Mystery of Mary Alice Young! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended work at 7, and met up my parents, brother and my lovely nephew and niece. had dinner at this place called boon tuan or something at ss2. it's a chicken rice shop actually, quite nice actually! went back home at bout 9, and slept off as i was too tired, but at bout 10+ yap called me! finally he called! Followed him to SS3 as he wanted to eat dinner and i just had a drink. After dinner, yap asked if i wanna follow him to meet up with his boss and colleagues in KL for a couple of drinks and he said will come  back early, and i was thinkin to myself, why not? ended up in Jalan Ipoh, someplace called JI CLUB, it's opposite the street of the dim sum shops. Ah.. Went in, some girls were singing on the stage, and stuffs like that. It's a clean club ok! hehe! no hanky panky! Was introduced to yap's boss, martin and some other of his colleagues, all nice people. Yap had too many to drink, as he got damn damn damn high! haha! had to take care of him! Hur hur! first time seeing him so drunk! haha! he was like a big baby, and the things he did, e.g, putting "A" french fries on the table and just start staring at it, and if u put a bundle of it on the table he'll shove everything a side, and put back one on the table and start staring at it again! haha! i even took his the fries and started jumping it around the table from left to right, and you can see yap turning his face left to right, just trying to follow where the fries is going! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left only at 230, (early my ass) had to drive him home, and he was complaining that he needed to eat, he called chiew and we ended up in Lai Kong Sunway with nicky and chiew's brother. My oh my ! seeing yap so high is really damn funny! haha! :) oh, and did i mention that i will be having his car for the next couple of days ? as he will be flying of to kk in the morning. hehe! woo hoo! brand new less than 6 months old nissan sentra! vroom vroom! warning ! mad driver on the road! hurhur! manage to reach home only at bout 430-5am. aih! not gonna believe yap anymore when he says gonna be goin home early! his definition of early, is really early!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112532596470658438?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112532596470658438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112532596470658438&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112532596470658438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112532596470658438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/peri-nexy-day.html' title='The Peri Nexy Day!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112532463160784257</id><published>2005-08-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:10:31.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peri Peri!</title><content type='html'>Had a quiet saturday night out with ellie, jul and wai hang. It was a last minute thing, as we were thinking what to eat and what do after dinner. Wanted to head down to Cream for hardsequence but in the end got lazy! lol'z &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Midvalley, as ellie, wanted to watch the cave and only midvalley and one utama 2 had a 9pm++ movie. Me and ellie lined up for the tickets whilst julian followed wai hang to see his toy models. Gundam stuffs. (kiddo!) hehe! The Cave had lousy seatings so we ended up watching Red Eye instead. Ok-OK movie only i would say. From a scale of 10, a 3.5 i'll give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, decided to eat Nando's as me and ellie was craving even the day before it! hehe! wootz! ordered our meals and i had the EXTRA HOT PERI PERI .. w00! Had nando's before at Pyramid and Parade, but nothing beats the one at midvalley! A very good recommendation if you get a peri peri ass the next day! haha!  :P I underestimated the peri-ness and added my more xtra flaming sauce and the garlic sauce! ahhh! was i on FIRE! for the first time in my life i felt so "HOT" haha! :)had our lovely dinner and went back upstairs to catch the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after the movie i can still feel the burning sensation in my stomach .. urghh ! Decided to shoot some pools after movie. On the way back to subang, dropped by Mcd's 15 drive thru for some Chocolate sundae to ease the burning sensation! hur hur! best best best best! Headed to Asia Cafe in subang, and damn it was too packed, and the waiting list was long long long ! Went over to Racks in subang square, had to wait oso but not long. Played a few games of foosball before we were called to the pool table! haha! i was rocking on the table! woo hoo! 7 games in a row i won ! w00tz! PEMBUNUHAN RAKSASA !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112532463160784257?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112532463160784257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112532463160784257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112532463160784257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112532463160784257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/peri-peri.html' title='Peri Peri!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112513329418845840</id><published>2005-08-27T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T17:01:34.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smashed!</title><content type='html'>Had a call from Mel on thursday night, was invited for a B.A.T Dunhill event on friday, oh my oh my, when she told me the details of the night, and all that attracted me was this two words,"Free Flow" hur hur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian and i was invited, as we headed down to Alexis Bangsar for the event. I thought the night was gonna be a boring night, as i did not know anyone, beside julian and mel herself. Was filling up some forms and i noticed this familiar face, it was Paul, he was also working with B.A.T, chatted with Paul, and he told me 2 more friends coming Tajul and C.B, when i heard those 2 names, haha, i knew the night wont be boring anymore! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Man, the amount of drinks that they were distributing was, woah woah woah, Wines, Chivas and beers, non stop. Hur hur, being the usual me, i had whisky, Loved Every Drop Of It! Yummy! Manage to meet a new few friends Helmi and his wife Nissy, Najib, Malik, Sanjeet and Mark. Najib and Helmi, dont judge them by their names, they can really drink! woo hoo! drinks after drinks we were having, but not fair la, i was drinkin on the rocks wei! hahaha! Hmm, it's such a small world as i was chatting with Mark, and he knew people in DHL, Solomon and Jameson, i was like hell man, solomon is my colleague and he works in the same team as i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was moving around between the two tables, exchange drinks with the other sides as well. C.B was just being an ass, he got all of us a shot glass, and started making everyone shooting it!Shots after shots of whisky. Goshh, luckily i managed to escape, haha, but poor julian, got SMASHED! Real SMASHED! He could hardly remember anything when i spoke to him today. Haha, Thankfully i was controlling my drinks, so not like me, yea, but i got pretty high myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, emily and boon joined us as well, 3 of us, were chatting with Julian, as he wasnt feeling good. Hope u feel  better now!Oh, sorry if i talked to loud. I was asking mel, whats with the free drinks and free dinner ? She said, it was B.A.T's way of showing their appreciation to their loyal SMOKERS. So it pays to SMOKE! haha. I guess we will be having a smashing dinner as well, next month, it will be held at Le Merridien and it's an Arabic Theme, woo there will be belly dancers performance as well! Muahaha! DOnt worry, i wont be doin the dancing! hehe! Cant wait till the 16/9, as i will be meeting some of them again! hehe! Interesting night it's as this is my first time im attending such event, hopefully there is more to come!! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Tek, Julz, Wai hang, Art and Boon at Wong Seong Kee SS14, had the claypot noodle, hur hur, and pity tek, a girl spilled soya sauce and chili padi on him! haha! im partly to be blamed in this as well, as we were chatting my hands just started moving and oh, guess who was behind ? U guys get the idea. haha ! Good lunch with good laughter as we were talking back bout P.D! haha!  Had to come home and pick my mom up to send her to the Saloon, ahhh, now i got 1 hour more to kill before i can pick her up! Aiyer! Long time laaaa.. Oh just collected my lomo' pics, did not like wat i took, hmm, maybe cos it was my first time taking it. Nvm Nvm more to come more to come! hehe! I even had problem finding out what battery i had to use. Haha! Still thinking whether should i join tek for 2nites event at cream, hard sequence, hmm. still not sure laa! ahhh! but i feel like going, but there is a part of me lazy to go oso la! haha! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to meet up with yap 2nite to collect back my ATM card, sigh, i was so happy as the 26th finally came, and i was happily lining up at the atm machine yesterday, and noticed that i dont have my ATM card with me !! I was like ahhh shit shit, called yap, and wat great news i had, he's at penang, and will only be coming back 2nite! aiyur aiyur! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, wanan go see what my dad is doin downstairs, he is tryin to set up back the tv, astro, dvd player and the amp. see if he needs anyhelp as he is color blind! hehe! catch u guys later! tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112513329418845840?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112513329418845840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112513329418845840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112513329418845840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112513329418845840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/smashed.html' title='Smashed!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112499258920942997</id><published>2005-08-26T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T01:56:29.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late yet again</title><content type='html'>hehe! the title says it all! i was late again, and yes YET AGAIN!  &lt;br /&gt;but this time not late too work, just late for some refresher course which my customer service is gonna use later. Some new phone system. Which keng = tubby, dont have to attend la! waste of time! haha! training was suppose to start at 1130. Woke up only at 1110 i think! hehe! Shower and change, hit the road at bout 1125, came out from the kfc corner only, "JAM" i was like, aiyah fuck it la, no need go dee! haha.. so with the constant slow driving, i reached the office, just nice 12pm to start work! haha! w00tz! late but not late! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was as usual, customers calling in, answering the queries, arranging pick up, blasting in my ears, the usual shit, to think of it, my right side is a lil deaf now since i started working in dhl.. art and boon, becareful ya! haha wonder if i can sue them for it. *hmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished work at 10, did an hour full of crappy OT. Headed back home to eat, miss home cook food, as i called my house earlier to ask them to leave some food.. ahh got back home to my suprise, the food looks great ( since when my mom doesnt cook good food ?) ask those who have eaten my mom's cooking .. it's DIMILIKI !!&lt;br /&gt;Had erm pork chop, french beans, fried sambal fish and ABC Soup! Yummy! *burpp* ahh the pork chop was ahh ! heavennnnnnnnn ohhh heavennn! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo finally got my songs to work! used briefcase instead of ripway. got the yu jian, tong hua and the rest running, added jacky cheung's deng ni deng dao wo xin tong! haha! lagu emooooooo! woootz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from yam cha actually, went out at bout 1130. went n pick up wai hang to collect back my camera, as he collected from her earlier. gonna upload the pics soon. ended up in asia cafe, as we met up with bernard, kok jeong and wai keong. had barli limau ping! woo best best! refreshing and also a cup of cina tehhh ais!! cant wait for 2morrow la! been broke like since the day i got back from PD man! tomorrow is PAY DAY!! yayz!! hehe! alrite folks, gonna maybe upload the pics now! haha will post it somewhere. will add the link once it's done! btw, i dont bother bout proper spelling or checkin back my spelling error when i blog. so if there's any mistake dont bother correcting me ok .. instead .. go **** yourself hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s &lt;br /&gt;eh miss u la! gonna call u soon! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112499258920942997?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112499258920942997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112499258920942997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112499258920942997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112499258920942997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/late-yet-again.html' title='Late yet again'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112490877311415245</id><published>2005-08-25T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T02:39:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>The songs they are all for you. &lt;br /&gt;The ones that you like and some that i like.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have to prove anything to anyone, just to you i do.&lt;br /&gt;Im fighting to win, &lt;br /&gt;to win your trust and your love.&lt;br /&gt;I aint doing the same mistake as i once did.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure the next time im there, &lt;br /&gt;Im there for you and for real i'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tubz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112490877311415245?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112490877311415245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112490877311415245&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112490877311415245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112490877311415245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112489299957261262</id><published>2005-08-24T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T22:16:39.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh!! woke up late today! haha!&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1130 and saw the time, hmm, still got time, why not just sleep for another 30 mins ? oh well, slept and woke up at 130pm! haha! was suppose to start work at 2pm. text my supervisor and told him i'll be coming in late, lucky he was cool bout it, or u may say used to it! lol'z! eh! but i havent been late for quite sometime ok! i've been good i think. Maybe just twice a week tht im late! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been pretty lazy coming in to work, bcos of a donkey. such a two face asshole. sigh worst come to worst im reporting to him. arghh! i just wanna leave dis deparment!! i dont even wanna be in the same department as him anymore. sigh, but i do know for sure, that if i do leave my team now, im gonna miss them, all the coconuts in it! haha! had a lousy nasi goreng at the stalls below my office. not gonna go to that stall again! lousy lousy lousy.. but it looks appealing though! &lt;br /&gt;Never judge a food by it's APPEARANCE!! but not all food taste like dat right? take for instant .. yummy .. my dinner! haha, bought erm twiggies and squiggles both choclate flavour two days in a row! ahh so nice !haha ! yummy yummy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/twiggies-tn.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/squiggles.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only me and 1 more colleague left in the room now, wiht a 40 year old dude ! yes .. he is in his 40's an he is in the same department and team as me! haha but he is quite a cool guy, just dat irritating at most times. Always with his health concious advice, dont smoke, dont eat so oily dont this dont dat! arghh! u should look at him, he doesnt look healthy at all! with a big big shiny bald patch! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat am i gonna do for 2 more hours? arghh! somebody tell me tell me tell me! dying or boredom ere! damn sien laaaa! hmm, wai hang called me earlier today asked me whether do i wanna catch a movie! i wish i can man! called him just now just to check wat movie is he catching, haha! luckily he is not watchin dee, at least got kaki to watch movie someother time! alot of movies are coming in real soon! ahh i still havent seen charlie and the choc factory. i wanna watch wedding crashers as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat to do now is 1 thing, wat to do later is another thing! crap crap crap! oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;it was damn ironic, was talkin to ellie, this afternoon and told her that i got erm music for my blog, and she told she has as well.. i was like ? ehh ? when did u get it .. she said yest name, haha i oso got mine yest nite! lol'z ! gonna go back and see what song to put in again .. hmm gonna try to put a playlist in as well, at least can play a few songs at a time, currently howie is just repeating over and over again, and the music is not the full version dengz it, did not check it properly b4 i rip it off the net! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo my house renovation is gonna be completed real soon! ahh! looks different now! real different especially the front! gonna have like an open hall in front! cool cool! will post come b4 and after pics once it's done! yayz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112489299957261262?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112489299957261262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112489299957261262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112489299957261262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112489299957261262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/late.html' title='Late!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112482042289844727</id><published>2005-08-24T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T02:07:02.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro, This is for you</title><content type='html'>It’s a wonderful relationship,&lt;br /&gt;That we both share,&lt;br /&gt;If anything goes wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Youre always there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're two of a kind,&lt;br /&gt;Both me and you,&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful friendship,&lt;br /&gt;A friendship so true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre there for me,&lt;br /&gt;You cheer me up when im sad,&lt;br /&gt;Youre there for me,&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh when im mad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's once in a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;That I'll meet someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;Yes once in a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;To have a friendship so true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i would never met you,&lt;br /&gt;I would not be the same,&lt;br /&gt;If i would never met you,&lt;br /&gt;I would be in so much pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz to ever lose you,&lt;br /&gt;Would cut me so deep,&lt;br /&gt;A friendship like ours,&lt;br /&gt;Is a friendship to keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro, i'll just like to add a lil more, no matter what happens, You know i'll always try to be there for you. It's your life, it's your decision, but this is our friendship. We both live in it and the decision is not for you to make alone.Take care bro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112482042289844727?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112482042289844727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112482042289844727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112482042289844727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112482042289844727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/bro-this-is-for-you.html' title='Bro, This is for you'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112480654501684942</id><published>2005-08-23T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T22:20:29.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collide</title><content type='html'>by Howie Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;A light shining through&lt;br /&gt;You're barely waking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm open, you're closed&lt;br /&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;br /&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;br /&gt;Light up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find, you and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet, you know&lt;br /&gt;You make a first impression&lt;br /&gt;I've found I'm scared to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm always on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;br /&gt;You somehow find, you and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop here&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my place&lt;br /&gt;I'm close behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;br /&gt;You finally find, you and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally find &lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112480654501684942?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112480654501684942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112480654501684942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112480654501684942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112480654501684942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/collide.html' title='Collide'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112479042024025565</id><published>2005-08-23T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T19:04:12.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food ! Yum!</title><content type='html'>Got back from my break and saw this email! This is something which i have to share. The food looks too goood! Any takers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to click on the link. Im having trouble displaying it in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sdm3.rm04.net/servlet/MailView?ms=Mzg4ODM1S0&amp;r=MTU1MjQzOTg1OAS2&amp;amp;j=NzQ3MTQ1NgS2" target="_blank"&gt;Food Glorious Food!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112479042024025565?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112479042024025565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112479042024025565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112479042024025565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112479042024025565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/food-yum.html' title='Food ! Yum!'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112478530070164980</id><published>2005-08-23T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T16:21:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i lied! :)</title><content type='html'>Hehe! Too lazy to re-post about my r3 trip, as both my friends has already posted it, anyone that is interested to read it, you can always go to happie-ellie.blogspot.com or te2k.multiply.com + pictures.&lt;br /&gt;All in the trip was just "SUPERB" Everyone had fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the office now, was thinking, should i blog now or blog tonight? bah .. either way i have nothing to do now. the calls today are ok, slightly heavy. But still manageable! Of cos can la! tubby mah! gosh so hungry la! gonna have my break real soon! and guess what? i just found out that it's raining ? HOW AM I GONNA GO EAT?&lt;br /&gt;the stalls below Menara Tm, you'll have to walk outside to get there, and there it's not a covered area, the damn cafeteria at the 3rd floor, closes early.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i guess i might just starve today!! aiyurrrrrrrrr .. how la like dat ? how how brown cow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112478530070164980?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112478530070164980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112478530070164980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112478530070164980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112478530070164980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-i-lied.html' title='so i lied! :)'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15643657.post-112465026535106733</id><published>2005-08-22T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:55:47.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R3</title><content type='html'>Just got back from P.D at about 8 tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my very first trip with some of my other friends. A very memorable trip i would say. Ellie, Tek, Alvin, and Oak. Had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter was spread through out the whole journey! Thanks to the clowns that we brought along!! Dimiliki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey started late on Friday. Left only at about 9pm from Subang. Had some complications in transport at the first place. We left Subang with four cars and 10 people. Dont ask why, long story! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to p.d, had a some problems, as the apartment where we are suppose to stay the on the first night, reception closes at 10pm, and we werent informed by boon's aunty till bout 930pm! Emily had to call and talk to them and in the end we lost the room, but thankfully we manage to book Oceanview, the apartment they were gonna stay the next day. My initial plan was just to crash at their place for one night, as i'll be staying over at chiew's place the second day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived and checked in, it was bout 11 by then. Decided to get some food. Had malay food, as the first mamak shop we went to kitchen is alredy close. The food we had was quite good. Kuey Teow Goreng + Mata Kerbau ;) Best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived back at the apartment, and started drinking, beer waits for no one! Introduced a card a game, which i learned from Karl, here's how it works.&lt;br /&gt;Ace, Drink yourself, 2-7 hand out drinks, 8 bust-a-rhyme, 9 set a rule, 10 toilet pass, J, happy hour, Q Brands and King "THE THUMB MASTER"! Haha, thinking bout that night makes me laugh! Ellie and her never ending kampai, and tek with his never ending thumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... to be continued ... sleepy la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15643657-112465026535106733?l=tubztubztubz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/feeds/112465026535106733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15643657&amp;postID=112465026535106733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112465026535106733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15643657/posts/default/112465026535106733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tubztubztubz.blogspot.com/2005/08/r3.html' title='R3'/><author><name>tubz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987294309893991103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/tubztubztubz/3931.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
