<?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-5852751519488637147</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:16:51.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanna @ JoJo</title><subtitle type='html'>I know I have a though way to go ahead. Here is a place where I can totally release my feeling in my life. LoVe always..JO</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-7996392976360000032</id><published>2010-02-12T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:54:53.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;在某年某个时候，无数个某某的你们陪我走过。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;实在是无数的感激，并感谢上主派遣了你们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;让温暖不断卷入我的人生，感动着我，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;从来不曾让我感到寂寞。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;就是因为你们的爱，才能让我坚持到现今。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;最近，感觉身体好像开始不怎么让人舒服，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;有时很傻的想象着，如果那天真的到来，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我最想最想做的是什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我想我最想和我珍惜的你们，留下美好的回忆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我想和我喜欢的人，共度欢喜，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我想回家，看看我最亲爱的你们，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我想把我的快乐，带给你们。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;即使那天真的来临，我也希望你们会为我的快乐而快乐，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;也不希望你们为我而沮丧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;现在的我，并不敢去设想，可以找到永恒的幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;即使是那么的短暂，我不会有遗憾。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;现在的我，决心把自己给找回来，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;那个一直笑脸西皮，爱捉弄，好玩的，总是为身边的人着想的我，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;以在她进美国消失了好一段时间，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我得做回自己，接着自己的时间，让自己的人生留下美好的句点。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-7996392976360000032?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/7996392976360000032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/7996392976360000032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/7996392976360000032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-5401156630820343908</id><published>2009-11-19T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:29:51.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Something just piss me off today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;She text me, blame that I never inform her earlier once I got accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Why don't she clarify something...WHY I don feel like call her once I got accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Secondly, HOW am I going to call her on bed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;She seriously piss me off, trying to find fight with me? or trying to make me more sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Hate the feeling!! Just ask yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;What is the first respond to me when I called you that I was in hospital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;You are just asking bout your damn fucking car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;As I told you..I never drive..But you keep shouting through the phone &amp;amp; wrong me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;That's why you make me don't feel like call u once I got accident! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Don try to find a fight with me at the moment! You make me even more sick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-5401156630820343908?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/5401156630820343908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/5401156630820343908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/5401156630820343908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh.html' title='ARGH~'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-9023782943784754487</id><published>2009-11-18T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:47:20.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few days later after it happen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tire..i'm tire...finally tears flow after it happened few days later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It was the first time happen in my life, the very first &amp;amp; serious moment happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It makes me miss my daddy &amp;amp; my brother &amp;amp; all my friends so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;At least..they will always stay at my side, giving me support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;for not saying harsh things to annoy or hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well I know is the harsh time I will getting through right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;With the coming scar appear on my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the face where I care so much...Tell me how can I take this? I have no idea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I"M FRUST!!PANIC? WORRY? I just feel like crying everytime I think of the scar will appear forever on my face! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the time can turn back..eventhough it happen again the same shit on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;at least I will have the chance to protect my face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i rather the fracture happen on my legs or hands..but not on my face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I do feel down at the moment..i gonna try less to show up in the public..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Everyone look at me like a weird people...a girl with a big wound on the face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don dare to look up..so i always have to look down to the floor..so that no one can see me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...I do feel touch of everyone being so caring..especially him.. thanks darling &amp;amp; all my beloved friends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-9023782943784754487?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/9023782943784754487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-days-later-after-it-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/9023782943784754487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/9023782943784754487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-days-later-after-it-happen.html' title='Few days later after it happen...'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-6709188840752356871</id><published>2009-11-12T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:03:06.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflect...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Reflecting the past of the year where i had in State.&lt;br /&gt;   it is just a mess...&lt;br /&gt;   a stupidest me for trust &amp;amp; rely on someone that mean so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;Promises were just lies &amp;amp; hurts..&lt;br /&gt;where hold me till the month before&lt;br /&gt;where make me lost myself in these first year of my life in State.&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel so miserable in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Sadness, tears, emotionally get destroy&lt;br /&gt;Life got crash with those empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;People aski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ng me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;What happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Where is the Jo that i know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Speechless me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I guess too many things happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;make me lost in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I changed...change to someone that i can't figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I should feel grateful to the someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;someone who gave me the first worst year memory in State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I woke up from the stupidest of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;And no more getting back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;No more again, or last..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;It was the end..Since the day I choose to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I realize I'm no longer the Jo i used to be..I changed without notice..it might happened during how i got treated.but i do wanted to be back who i used to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I know i have to move my ass up to w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ork things out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No longer get effected by anyone else..but myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I know i shouldn't give any excuses or blames on to stop myself stay stronger &amp;amp; live better for what i have right now..where am i right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I do know that..the only way to survive is to start my journey right now..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I gonna get it started, appreciate the moment now &amp;amp; go back Malaysia to visit my buddies...missing them so badly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-6709188840752356871?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/6709188840752356871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/reflecting-past-of-year-where-i-had-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/6709188840752356871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/6709188840752356871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/reflecting-past-of-year-where-i-had-in.html' title='Reflect...'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-786050486910514731</id><published>2009-11-12T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:35:43.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Remember those time having fun together, work together, party together&lt;br /&gt;Whenever,whoever get down or emo-ing&lt;br /&gt;we will leave everything aside &amp;amp; spending time to each others all day &amp;amp; night~&lt;br /&gt;Yam Ca-ing, ShiSha-ing, Hang around the Malls&lt;br /&gt;Nathan's the place where we gathered, settle the problems among the gang..sharing the happiness &amp;amp; sadness together...&lt;br /&gt;The paradise we used to go...MICH's HoUSE..WINE, FOODS...YUMmY..&lt;br /&gt;Walk around the night market..seeking for my favorite snacks~&lt;br /&gt;PArty every weekends...drink crazily, sexy dance..dirrty dance..when the effective of alcoholic started in our mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The funny things in our gang...whoever has relation problem, the others will be facing the same problems one by one..whoever get well in relations...others will got effected! what a crap?or a curse? lol~ it did happened on us for so many times...that's make us believe the fate we have together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;YoU GuYs wiLL nEvEr b FORGOtTen iN MY LIFE!!&lt;br /&gt;~LOVE ALWAYS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyBbldRVEI/AAAAAAAAADA/D1e1CYbW0fc/s1600-h/True+Fitness+ME%2BMARC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyBbldRVEI/AAAAAAAAADA/D1e1CYbW0fc/s320/True+Fitness+ME%2BMARC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403335963849086018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Marc &amp;amp; Jo the moment working together in TF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Doing some crazy stuff together in the office..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyBOrwX8GI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UIUYH1DjvCA/s1600-h/KLIA+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyBOrwX8GI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UIUYH1DjvCA/s320/KLIA+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403335742201524322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Will always remember this day you guys made for me..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Remember the tears the smiles the companion to walk me through the gate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Appreciate for never letting me alone till the end~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyMiQPHeCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KJte1QoSnKI/s1600-h/poppy+club+01+%28shan%2Bmich%2Balby%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyMiQPHeCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KJte1QoSnKI/s320/poppy+club+01+%28shan%2Bmich%2Balby%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403348173039564834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Never Drink ALonE~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyAAh_w8OI/AAAAAAAAACw/iAzJpg59lcY/s1600-h/my+farewell+2008+%28eating%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyAAh_w8OI/AAAAAAAAACw/iAzJpg59lcY/s320/my+farewell+2008+%28eating%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403334399551926498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Our Family DinnEr~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyC4oUlgzI/AAAAAAAAADI/cqjlJLPQX5o/s1600-h/my+farewell+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyC4oUlgzI/AAAAAAAAADI/cqjlJLPQX5o/s320/my+farewell+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403337562345800498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thanks for the surprise farewell+pre celebration birthday dinner!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Never forget the way Marcus "con" me to here!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ TOuchiNG MoMeNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*MISS U..U...&amp;amp; U....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-786050486910514731?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/786050486910514731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/remember-those-time-having-fun-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/786050486910514731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/786050486910514731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/11/remember-those-time-having-fun-together.html' title=''/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SvyBbldRVEI/AAAAAAAAADA/D1e1CYbW0fc/s72-c/True+Fitness+ME%2BMARC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-6043781574162318611</id><published>2009-09-27T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:33:46.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPT 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SsAEO88cjBI/AAAAAAAAACA/hTDOx5IV9J4/s1600-h/KLIA+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SsAEO88cjBI/AAAAAAAAACA/hTDOx5IV9J4/s320/KLIA+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386309809259449362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year gone! I had stayed in the State for a year! SEPT 27..a year before the same date i just reach to the State.. APPLAUSE FOR ME! i make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPT 27 2009~ lying on the bed, thinking of the days i been through for the first year in State..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing came into my mind was the scene happened in KLIA. The tears v had, the smile v got! I had never forget the moment v spent for each others! The suprise party &amp;amp; the gift box with full of letters &amp;amp; photo! I LOVE IT~ I do miss u guys so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Buddies for the Suprise! Miss u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SsAEPxDjHII/AAAAAAAAACY/S3qB7XFN6LE/s1600-h/poppy+club+01+%28shan%2Bmich%2Balby%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SsAEPxDjHII/AAAAAAAAACY/S3qB7XFN6LE/s320/poppy+club+01+%28shan%2Bmich%2Balby%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386309823247883394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party life that never resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-6043781574162318611?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/6043781574162318611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/6043781574162318611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/6043781574162318611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-27.html' title='SEPT 27'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/SsAEO88cjBI/AAAAAAAAACA/hTDOx5IV9J4/s72-c/KLIA+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-7231396381951981561</id><published>2009-06-26T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:44:28.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for the day come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Has been sometimes have not been update my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy? Ignoring the Reality? or...i have no idea at all~ til today..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time past real fast..I have stayed in state for more than 6 months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but feel like just few weeks before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been so many things happen all these while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what should i believe right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth it? I have no idea at all..LEt's wait the day come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow for few months..weight been loss while all these happen on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep ask myself~ Y should it b happen on me? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting...wait til the day come..wait til the answer &amp;amp; the explaination~ wait for the promises..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hide myself for all these while~ hide for everything..for the truth~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everydays, everynights been hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to keep my mind busy for not think of those problem~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the only way to make me feel better till the day has come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-7231396381951981561?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/7231396381951981561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait-for-day-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/7231396381951981561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/7231396381951981561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait-for-day-come.html' title='Wait for the day come!'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-3703104740859266215</id><published>2008-12-30T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:45:24.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOSE DAYS...2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here come again the last day of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;flashing back all those memories in this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bringing up &amp;amp; down the mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there were lotz of lotz of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sweet &amp;amp; bad memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Remember the first day for the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I celebrated with all the Happy Crew in Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Missing those wonderful moment with all the 'HAPPY' friends!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Crews are always bringing their smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;till now...well on the coming years!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember the first time travel with my buddies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marc, Karen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First time I travel to others country with my best friend-Bangkok-Hatyai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seriously miss the moment so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the first time i experience spending time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;with my beloved friend travelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Forgetting those stressful thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Remember those moment with my buddies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shopping, Hanging Around, Yam Cha-ing, ShiSHA-ing, Party...etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Remembered all those time no matter sad or happy time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We will always stick together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who ever had their problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We'll always gather up at somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never ever be alone to face the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There will always someone will be there with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We'll always head to our PARADISE when we had no where to hang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We always love to give suprises to the one who have their big day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We are like a big family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters Hoods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thanks for the sweet moments u guys had gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I miss u guys so much..Do wait me back ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember the moment I getting into my job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Freelance jobs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Roving team, Sampling job, Nike Event, Roadshows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember those moment there is a close friend always b with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we always worked together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eat together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hang out together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;--MARC MARC MARC--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;--MARCUS LOKE--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Without Jo No MArc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Without MArc No JO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what people always say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My first time experienced by working with philipmorris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SAMPOERNA GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SAmSOn ConCerts..Indonesia Fiesta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SAMPOERNA ROCKZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Somewhere, Someday, Somemoment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He appeared in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He cheer me up when I'm down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He always being supportive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He scolded me sometimes to show his cares to a dumb me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He sing to me from his heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thru the lyrics, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I hear him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He cooked &amp;amp; packed when I was in hurry for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He never put a blame on being my driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Drive me before &amp;amp; after work no matter where I'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He never put me aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He never leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;whenever he goes...he'll bring me along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yet He had taught me alotz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I appreciate every moments you gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nowmatter how we are now..you are always remember!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;God will guide us the way we heading!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I celebrated my 21st birthday in State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I started my nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well nothing will beat me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll learn to stand on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep my life going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I won care how she turn &amp;amp; twist story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I won care what she did behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A phrase always appear in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I LIVE FOR MYSELF, MY FUTURE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NOT FOR UNNESESSARY PERSON"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God will guide me the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WISH ALL OF YOU HAVE A MEMORABLE LAST MOMENT IN 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-3703104740859266215?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/3703104740859266215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2008/12/recalling-my-days-in-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/3703104740859266215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/3703104740859266215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2008/12/recalling-my-days-in-2008.html' title='THOSE DAYS...2008'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-1865089223228693429</id><published>2008-12-03T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:49:16.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing u guys~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;After it happened last week, I hav nvr been open my mouth except on phone. Well, finally I receive my Green Card. These come to the day I hav to decide what to do on next. I plan on taking cosmetology program &amp;amp; work during my free time. But I have to study &amp;amp; get my GED done before i start my program~ ARH...-I forgotten to bring my transcript to the State~! I gonna wait while tai ko to get another copy from the college again &amp;amp; mail it to me. Careless me!Hmph~ Have to wait for at least one month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Guess what is first thing appear in my mind once I got my GC?-"woohoo, I can go back to M'sia ady~!" Yea..I so miss my buddies, family, my life in M'sia! I wanted to go back so badly. I'll work hard &amp;amp; get my flight ticket to go bec for 1 or 2 months &amp;amp; meet up again! I miss u guys so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Christmas coming soon. How will u guys celebrate over there? CLUB &amp;amp; PARTY again? missed all those life v used to have together~ partying~! I have nvr been to club at all since the day I step into the State! lol~ getting itch ady..OoHOoo..Well, maybe something different this year for me- snowy?coldy?winty day?lol~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Knowing that u guys going to Langkawi for a trip at the coming year Jan. OooOOoo..sob sob..I wish I'm there to join the trip thou!&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;'(&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, do enjoy there &amp;amp; snap more pictures! Missing of each of u~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;luv always*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275664515475758226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/STbs7NcQ3JI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Grr8WwlxgJ8/s320/big+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1851874&amp;amp;id=692200268&amp;amp;op=2&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=661615097"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1851874&amp;amp;id=692200268&amp;amp;op=2&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=661615097"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-1865089223228693429?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/1865089223228693429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-u-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/1865089223228693429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/1865089223228693429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-u-guys.html' title='Missing u guys~'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0USc3DXAsUE/STbs7NcQ3JI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Grr8WwlxgJ8/s72-c/big+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-258148673874112139</id><published>2008-11-24T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:22:25.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Listening to a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A song where I always like so much when I was in M'sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A song where telling my feeling right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Say All I Need-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yeah..I'm LOST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need air to breath...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Staying in the State for almost 2 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Everyone will always think that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"wow..How great that you can go to State~!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yea..how great?!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was thinking at the first I came here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you guys ask- "JO~ how's State?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"GREAT~! US is a great place!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Honestly, I do fall into this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why I can't feel the happiness here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yeah~ someone had just leave us for 8 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bump into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It should be a happy moment right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But what I feel all the time is just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Disappointment, Stressful, Sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;She's killing my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have no place to release my feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have no one to talk to as how I was in M'sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have no one to rely on, to believe to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I always hide in the room &amp;amp; cry alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I can't cry it loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well, I don dare to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cause it'll create arguement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I keep all my feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All my sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No matter how much pains I had been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;From the day I reached to State till now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Have all store in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I realise that I had change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I can't figure out what am I doin right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hardly control my temper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm getting mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just to protect myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Avoiding hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I always tell myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- "Jo, you have to be strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No matter what happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Stand still, don fall down!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But I worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Worry one day, I break down~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tears flow like river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Missing all my buddies so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Flash back all those scenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;where we had been through in M'sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sadness, happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We shared together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We always there for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Whenever one of us having problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I miss the big family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Our brothers-sisters-hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You guys always remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*love*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-258148673874112139?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/258148673874112139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2008/11/melancholy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/258148673874112139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/258148673874112139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2008/11/melancholy.html' title='Melancholy~'/><author><name>joanywk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475512861408569999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-l-nIjVV4/Tq8OhgT8aGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6YULeRzAXJY/s220/IMG_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852751519488637147.post-2937633050950043031</id><published>2008-10-26T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:26:11.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being with HER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Staying in the State for a month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;30 days passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A lots of things had happened in this short month,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;been sacrificed leave all the things in M'sia- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Family, Buddies, Lover, Education &amp;amp; my Lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Finding hard to let thing goes &amp;amp; being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but have to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have a new life here..which i never ever wish to have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Being here for a month,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I always stay in a moody day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel like a prisoner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Staying in a jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What ever i did..i need to pass through her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i lost my privacy, my life..MYSELF~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i found out that is a big gap between me &amp;amp; her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She too much control,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Too many words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hard to communicate as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She never ever bother about my feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she just want me to be what she wanted to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What she think is right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;By not letting me to be myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I tried to voice up my feeling for so many times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;even had arguement.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but what I got is just zerO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She never accept whatever i said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she never accept my personality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She's not willing to be understand her own daugther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for never staying with her in 8 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she never be respect of me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for scolded me, yelled at me in sudden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp; complaint about all the passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;blame on us..especially my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel so stress..so tire..for listening of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;telling the same old story in this 8 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for comparing herself wif dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don find the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just feel annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel so disappointed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for everything she did to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dunno how to face a people like her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yet she is my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dunno how to respect her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;even i tried so many time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just can't face or stand a person like her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;never ever admit the problems she have;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Never ever care about ppl's feeling at all;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Never ever listen to peoples';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Always aspecting everyone to follow her needs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shout &amp;amp; yell whenever she feels wrong;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Always put the blame on others but not herself;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Turning all the stories to show out herself;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had be silence all the while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after I found out pointless to talk to her, to discuss with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But yet, get scolded as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm tire..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not a dog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not her maid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not her machine-ROBOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have my own characters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have my own privacy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have my plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know i gonna be tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because I'm alone here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have nothing here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll wait the time comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TO BE MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss Malaysia so much..I miss my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss the days that all of you for always being with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Support me, care of me, loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all the while when I'm in M'sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss every single minutes that I had been in M'sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss my 21 years life there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love u all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish I could get back my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Moving on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5852751519488637147-2937633050950043031?l=joanywk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/feeds/2937633050950043031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joanywk.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-msia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5852751519488637147/posts/default/2937633050950043031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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