<?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-575598254901516923</id><updated>2011-12-19T17:30:57.103+08:00</updated><category term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><category term='random ..'/><category term='poemscorner news'/><category term='MM poems'/><category term='English poems'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Lote mi lote yar bar nyar kwi kwa'/><category term='Nothing'/><category term='videos'/><category term='yay mi yay yar bar nyar kwi kwa'/><category term='funny - funny'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Occasions'/><category 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အဲတာကို ဘာလို႕ေကာင္မေလးေတြက သူ႕ကိုၾကိဳက္ပါလိမ္႕.. မြန္တကယ္စဥ္းစားရင္း သိပ္ေခါင္းရွုပ္တယ္.. သူ႕ကိုေမးၾကည္႕ေတာ႕ ရယ္ေနတယ္.. ၾကည္႕လို႕ကို မရခ်င္ေတာ႕ပါဘူး..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;မြန္႕စိတ္ကူးထဲက လူက သူမဟုတ္ပါဘူး.. အဲဒီလူလို မ perfect&amp;nbsp;ေပမယ္႕.. တစ္ခ်ိဳ႕ေနရာေတြ မထင္မွတ္တဲ႕ေနရာေတြမွာ သူက သြားေတာ္ေနျပန္တယ္ေလ .. အံ႕အားသင္႕စရာပါပဲ.. မြန္ဆိုတဲ႕ေကာင္မေလးက perfectionist မွ ၾကိဳက္တဲ႕တာကို သူ႕ကို သြားၾကိဳက္တယ္ဆိုေတာ႕ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြက အထူးအဆန္းကိုျဖစ္လို႕.. သူကေလ သိပ္ေတာ္တယ္.. လူမွုေရးမွာ အားနည္းခ်င္သလိုရွိေပမယ္႕ မြန္နားလည္လို႕ရတယ္.. ခံစားလို႕ရတယ္.. ခံစားခ်က္ခ်င္းတူ .. စိတ္ကူးေတြတူလို႕ ရင္ခုန္သံခ်င္းနီးစပ္တာ မထူးဆန္းသလိုေပါ႕ေနာ္.. အထူးအဆန္းျဖစ္တာက မြန္တုိ႕၂ေယာက္ရဲ႕ေတြ႕ဆံုျခင္း..&amp;nbsp;ျမားနတ္ေမာင္ရဲ႕ျမားထိခ်က္ပဲ.. background&amp;nbsp;ျခင္းက ကြဲျပားတယ္ေတာ႕မဟုတ္ေပမယ္႕.. မတူခ်င္သလိုပဲ.. အဲလိုမတူတဲ႕ environment ၂ ခုကိုလာျပီး&amp;nbsp;ျမားနတ္ေမာင္ေလးက အေတာင္ပံေလးကိုခတ္လို႕&amp;nbsp;ေလဟုန္ကိုခြင္း&amp;nbsp;ျမားကိုပစ္လိုက္ေတာ႕ ဒုတ္.. ဒုတ္.. နဲ႕ရင္ခုန္သံေတြလွုပ္ရွားလို႕ ဒီရင္ခုန္သံေတြ&amp;nbsp;ေမြးဖြားလာခဲ႕တယ္..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;မထူးဆန္းလွတဲ႕&amp;nbsp;ေန႕ေလးတစ္ရက္ေပါ႕... မြန္က ပဲေလးေပးလို႕ ခပ္သြက္သြက္ေလးေလွ်ာက္ေနတုန္း..&amp;nbsp;ေခါင္းေလးငံု႕လို႕&amp;nbsp;ေလွ်ာက္လာတဲ႕သူနဲ႕ အင္႕ ခနဲ သြားတိုက္မိေတာ႕ မြန္က ah လို႕ မတုိးမက်ယ္ေလးျငီးလိုက္ျပီး.. sorry လုိ႕ေျပာခ်ိန္ သူကလည္း&amp;nbsp;ေဆာရီးလို႕အေျပာ.. တူတူျဖစ္သြားေလရဲ႕ .. အဲဒီအခ်ိန္မွာ မြန္႕ cousin က မြန္ၾကာေနလို႕ဆိုျပီး&amp;nbsp;ေနာက္ျပန္အလွည္႕ မြန္တို႕၂ေယာက္ကုိေတြ႕ျပီး.. ျဖစ္ခ်င္ေတာ႕ cousin က သူ႕ကိုသိေနေလရဲ႕.. အဲဒီမွာ အလာပသလာပေျပာရင္း မိတ္ေလးဘာေလးဆက္ေပးရင္းနဲ႕ အဲဒီေန႕ေလးဟာ အမွတ္တရေန႕ေလးအျဖစ္ မြန္႕ရဲ႕ ဒိုင္ယာရီေလးမွာ စာရင္း၀င္.. သြားေရာ.. အမွတ္တမဲ႕ေလးမွ အမွတ္တရေလးပါပဲရွင္..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ဒီလိုနဲ႕ .. သူ႕အေၾကာင္းေတြသိလာရင္း.. တစ္ခုသိလာတုိင္း my god လို႕ေျပာရတာလည္း မေမာႏိုင္ေအာင္ပါပဲ.. သူနဲ႕မြန္နဲ႕ အတိတ္မွာျဖစ္ခဲ႕တဲ႕အေၾကာင္းေတြ.. စိတ္သေဘာထားေတြက similar&amp;nbsp;ျဖစ္ေနခဲ႕တာကိုး.. မြန္ ၂၂&amp;nbsp;ေတာင္ေက်ာ္လို႕ (လူၾကီးေတြလို&amp;nbsp;ေျပာရရင္..) ၂၃&amp;nbsp;ေတာင္ထဲေတာင္ ၀င္ခဲ႕ေပမယ္႕ တစ္သက္နဲ႕တစ္ကိုယ္.. မြန္ရဲ႕စိတ္ေနစိတ္ထား.. တစ္ခ်ိဳ႕ကိစၥေတြအေပၚမွာထားတဲ႕သေဘာထားေတြ.. အတိတ္မွာျဖစ္ပ်က္ခဲ႕တဲ႕ တစ္ခ်ိဳ႕ event&amp;nbsp;ေတြနဲ႕ လာ similar&amp;nbsp;ျဖစ္ေနတဲ႕လူတစ္ေယာက္မွမေတြ႕ခဲ႕မိဘူး.. သူနဲ႕မေတြ႕ခင္အထိေပါ႕.. သိပ္ကို အံ႕အားသင္႕စရာေကာင္းပါတယ္ မြန္႕အတြက္ေပါ႕.. ဥပမာေျပာရရင္ မြန္ေရာ သူေရာ လူမွုဆက္ဆံေရးမေကာင္းပါဘူး.. ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္း လိုအပ္လာတဲ႕အခါ&amp;nbsp;ေကာင္းမြန္ေအာင္&amp;nbsp;ေျပာဖို႕ၾကိဳးစားျပီး&amp;nbsp;ေကာင္းေကာင္းမြန္မြန္ေျပာတတ္ၾကတဲ႕ so-called အရည္အခ်င္းလည္း&amp;nbsp;ႏွစ္ေယာက္လံုးမွာ ရွိေနတယ္ေလ.. ဟိ..&lt;br /&gt;ေနာက္တစ္ခုထပ္ေျပာရရင္ ရာသီခြင္တူရံုတင္မဟုတ္ဘဲ.. အနားမွာရွိရံုနဲ႕ ကိုယ္႕စိတ္ သူ႕စိတ္ သိေနတာ က ..&amp;nbsp;ေတာ႕ ... အတိုင္းထက္အလြန္&amp;nbsp;ေပါ႕ရွင္ (ေနာေနာ္ သီခ်င္းဟုတ္ဖူးေနာ္လို႕..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;to be continued -&lt;br /&gt;ဘာရယ္ေတာ႕ ဟုတ္ပါဘူး.. တစ္ခုခုေရးခ်င္ေနတာ ၾကာလွျပီ.. တစ္ခါမွ&amp;nbsp;ေသခ်ာခ်မေရးမိတာနဲ႕ ဒီညေတာ႕&amp;nbsp;ေရးလုိက္အံုးမယ္ဟဲ႕ဆိုျပီး..ေရးတာ.. စာလိုလို.. စကားေျပလိုလို.. ၀ထၲဳ (၀တ္ထု) လိုလို .. မိုးဟိုးအရင္တုန္းက&amp;nbsp;ေရးခဲ႕ဖူးတဲ႕ essay လို something like that&amp;nbsp;ေလး&amp;nbsp;ျပန္ေရးခ်င္စိတ္ေပၚေနတာနဲ႕.. ..&lt;br /&gt;ဆက္ပါဦးမည္ရွင္..&amp;nbsp;ေနာက္အားတဲ႕ေန႕ေပါ႕ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-9062782902997709258?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/9062782902997709258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=9062782902997709258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/9062782902997709258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/9062782902997709258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8134027123581636926</id><published>2011-08-31T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:25:39.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Good Morning World!</title><content type='html'>Well well well, guess what? I’m now in Tioman Island, Malaysia! yeap yeap! The hotel is as good as i expected it’d to be, though the service was quite a disappointment on our arrival. They charged us over 500+ at a wrong price (luckily, we calculated the price again and realized that we were charged at a wrong price and got our money back!) Before we made our payment, we asked the receptionist to double-check the price again as it seemed much higher than the price stated in our booking confirmation email. He double, triple-checked and confirmed that the price is correct and yet, in the end, it was WRONG! WRONG!!! We were in a great shock of how the receptionist of this hotel could get the price wrong and had this feeling that he was kinda cheating us… So yeah, it was the v first disappointment we got on our first arrival. Anyways, after checking in, we were told to wait for an hour to get our room clean. So, well, we waited while having our fruit-punch. And… there you go again! After we had waited for over an hour, maybe around an hr and 45 minutes later, the room wasn’t cleaned yet! WHAT A DISAPPOINTMENT!! Yeap, so we went to the receptionist and asked WHEN the room will be cleaned! You know what she answered? =.= We were told that we could have a room key now but the room is not clean! WTH! Then, i told her, “How are we gonna stay if the room is not clean! We are tired and though we waited for more than an hour, the room is not clean and how is that possible?! Are you gonna find us another CLEAN room so that we can rest?” I mean, come on, we had paid the price, now give us the ROOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad, so was my mom too! We asked the girl how long is it going to get the room clean? So, she said “15 min”. We went to the lobby service to get a ride to our chalet and there wasnt any car available at the moment. So, we were pissed again, but luckily, an assistant training manager was just there in time and he seemed to sense our anger and we drove us in his car to our chalet. =D So, we complained him how we were being overcharged and how it is possible that the cleaning service took more than an hour to clean a room and so on and so forth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, well, in the end, two more cleaners were sent to our room to speed up the cleaning progress and around 30 min later, our room was ready and it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, the room is nice, quite spacious and all the facilities are great. Our chalet is near to one of the restaurants, a bar and a swimming pool and the beach!! Yes yes! ;) So yeap, even though the room rate is much higher than the price stated in the booking confirmation, it would have been worth the price if only there were no disappointment on our day of arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go for a walk! Yes morning walk! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Moe xoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-8134027123581636926?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8134027123581636926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8134027123581636926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8134027123581636926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8134027123581636926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-morning-world.html' title='Good Morning World!'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1456180612371789286</id><published>2011-08-16T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:44:30.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>obsession =.=</title><content type='html'>I hate it when I become too obsessed with people or things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though they all will be gone sooner or later, I just can't stop my obsession, in other words, it's like I keep hurting my heart again and again for loving things and people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thousands of times people disappoint me, throw my heart away, make me scare and make fun of me, I still love them one way or another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghhhh Currently? My obsession is driving me nuts and m going crazy! like really!! and i feel as if it's for real =| What did I do to have this kind of obsession again and again? =| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I m having a feeling that in a month or so, just sooner or later, I will be disappointed and be scared away (again by yet another obsession). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno.. Things seem to be so impossible and yet, i want them to become so possible so much so that I have gone crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I do or what have I done in my life or in my previous life that i have this emotion or whatever called "obsession"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sux, man, really! It does! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awwwwwwwwnnnnn btw, my english is pretty much deproving =| And I realize that I cant even speak ONE language properly =| especially, when people use too much idioms! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-1456180612371789286?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1456180612371789286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1456180612371789286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1456180612371789286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1456180612371789286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/08/obsession.html' title='obsession =.='/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1174741996065452713</id><published>2011-08-15T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:27:11.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ..'/><title type='text'>လြင္႕ေမ်ာျခင္း.... ဒီည</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;လြင္႕ေမ်ာျခင္း.... ဒီည&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;ႏွင္းေတြက သိပ္သည္းစြာနဲ႕ကို က်ဆင္းေနေတာ႕တာပါပဲ.. ညရဲ႕လေရာင္က ႏွင္းစုိစုိ ျမက္ရိုင္းပင္ေတြရဲ႕ ရုိးတံကိုင္းမွာ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;ခုိစီးလို႕ … ေအာ္.. ေဆာင္းနွင္းရဲ႕အေအးဓာတ္က ေလာကကို ပိုျပီးေအးခ်မ္း ျငိမ္သက္ေစသလား.. ျပတင္းတံခါးက တုိးေ၀ွ႕၀င္လာတဲ႕ ႏွင္းမွုန္ေတြမွာ တစ္ခုခုပါေနတာေတာ႕ ေသခ်ာသည္.. အျဖဴေရာင္ေတြဟာ ဒီရင္ခြင္တစ္ခုလံုးကို ရစ္သုိင္းေနေလရဲ႕.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;တိတ္ဆိတ္ေအးခ်မ္းျခင္းကို အျပည္႕အ၀ေထြးေပြ႕လိုက္ခ်င္တာ လြန္လို႕… ေပၚလာတဲ႕အေတြးတစ္စကို တစ္ခါတစ္ေလ ဟိုး… အဆံုးအထိ အေျဖထုတ္လိုက္ခ်င္တဲ႕ အက်င္႕ကလည္း ရွိေနေသးတာ.. တစ္ခါတစ္ခါ ဒီလက္ေတြ႕၀န္းက်င္ကေန.. ခဏေလာက္ျဖစ္ျဖစ္ ကင္းကြာျပီးေတာ႕ ေနလုိက္ခ်င္တာ.. ခက္တာက မပိုင္ဆိုင္တာက ကိုယ္ပိုင္အခ်ိန္ျဖစ္ေနေတာ႕လည္း..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;အဆံုးမသတ္ႏိုင္ေသးတဲ႕ စာေၾကာင္းေတြ.. အေတြးထဲက ပံုရိပ္ေတြ.. သိပ္ကို မ်ားေနျပီ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;စာေရးပ်င္းလြန္းေတာ႕လည္း …ကာရန္မညီ.. ကဗ်ာမမွီတဲ႕ အခ်ိဳးပ်က္ ကဗ်ာစာသားေတြ.. သံစဥ္ေတြေပ်ာက္.. ဟိုေရာက္ ဒီေရာက္.. ညိွလုိ႕မရတဲ႕ သီခ်င္းစာသားတစ္ပိုင္းတစေတြ. ေရာေထြးေနတဲ႕ လူမွုဘ၀နဲ႕ ကိုယ္႕၀ါသနာၾကားေတြမွာ ဒီခံစားခ်က္ေတြက ၀ိုးတ၀ါးနဲ႕ ရပ္တည္ေနေလရဲ႕..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;တကယ္ဆုိ ဒီဘ၀ကို အေမာတေကာနဲ႕ မျဖတ္သန္းခ်င္ခဲ႕ပါ.. စိတ္ကူးေတြထဲမွာ ေယာင္လို႕ေတာင္ မရွိခဲ႕.. ရယူလိုျခင္းကို မၾကိဳက္တာေတာ႕ ေသခ်ာသည္.. ေလာဘဆိုတာ လူေတြကို ပူေလာင္လြန္းေစတာမို႕ .. ဒီေလာဘ ေမာဟေတြ demand ေတြ complaint ေတြနဲ႕ ေမာလြန္းလွသည္.. လိမ္လည္မွု.. နာက်င္ျခင္းေတြေဘးမွာထား.. ျဖဴစင္မွုေတြနဲ႕သာ လိပ္ျပာသန္႕သန္႕ျပံဳးျပႏိုင္ဖုိ႕ကိုပဲ ၾကိဳးစားခ်င္ေနတာပါ.. ဘ၀ေနထုိင္မွု ပံုစံေလးတစ္ခုထဲမွာပဲ သက္ေတာင္႕သက္သာနဲ႕ ဒီဘ၀ကို ရွင္သန္ေက်ာ္ျဖတ္သြားခ်င္တာပါ… ဒီထက္ပိုျပီး လိုအပ္တာ မရွိေတာ႕ျပီ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;တိတ္ဆိတ္လြန္းတဲ႕ ဒီညေတြမွာ ညင္သာစြာနဲ႕ လွမ္းလာတဲ႕ ႏွင္းပြင္႕ေလးေတြရဲ႕ေျခသံေလးေတြကို သတိထားမိၾကရဲ႕လားမသိ… ေဘးနားမွာ ေ၀႕ကာ၀ဲကာနဲ႕ ေဆာင္းသီခ်င္းကို ဆိုညည္းတတ္ေသာ ႏွင္းတို႕ရဲ႕ သီခ်င္းသံမွာ ေမ်ာလြင္႕လို႕ .. ေအာ္.. သာယာလွပလိုက္တဲ႕ ဒီအခ်ိန္ေလး.. ဒီလိုအခ်ိန္ေတြမွာ အလိုအပ္ဆံုးဟာ ျငိမ္းေအးတဲ႕ အာရံုခံစားမွု.. ဒီလရဲ႕ ေအးျမတဲ႕အလင္း.. ႏွင္းပြင္တို႕ရဲ႕ ကခုန္မွုေတြၾကား ပတ္၀န္းက်င္နဲ႕ကင္းကြာလို႕ ဟုိးအေ၀းကို ေမ်ာပါသြားလိုက္ခ်င္တာ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;ႏွလံုးသားရွိသူတစ္ေယာက္မုိ႕ ထိထိခိုက္ခိုက္ရင္နင္႕ခံစားခဲ႕ဖူးတဲ႕အလြမ္းေ၀ဒနာကို ဒီလိုကာလခဏေလးအတြင္းမွာပဲ လိုလိုလားလားနဲ႕ တမ္းတခြင္႕ရွိတာ.. မက္ဆဲျဖစ္ေနတဲ႕ ဒီအိမ္မက္ေတြထဲမွာ အခ်စ္ ဆိုတာ ရံဖန္ရံခါပါ၀င္ေနခဲ႔ေပမယ္႕ တကယ္တမ္း လစ္ဟာေနတဲ႕ ရင္ခြင္တစ္စံုကို ဘယ္လိုေႏြးေထြးမွုက ႏွစ္သိမ္႕ေစမွာလဲ .. ကိုယ္မသိခ်င္ပါ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;တစ္ပိုင္းတစ္စ ခံစားမွုေတြကရွိေနဆဲ.. ဟုိေရာက္ဒီေရာက္ အေတြးေတြက ထိန္းခ်ဳပ္ရခက္ေနဆဲ.. လြင္႕ေမ်ာေနတဲ႕ တိမ္တုိက္ဆီမွ ကိုယ္႕ႏွလံုးသားကို ကိုယ္တိုင္ခံစားျမင္ခြင္႕ရတဲ႕ ဒီလိုအခ်ိန္မ်ိဳးမွာေတာ႕… ထိန္းခ်ဳပ္မွုေတြကိုေသာ႕ခတ္လို႕ .. ခဏေလာက္ေတာ႕ အေႏွာင္အမဲ႕ကင္းစာ လြင္႕ေမ်ာပါရေစ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Moe @ h3mlock&lt;br /&gt;2355 hrs&lt;br /&gt;14th Aug 2011&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;ဒါေလးေရးျဖစ္ျခင္းရဲ႕ အေၾကာင္းကေတာ႕ ရုပ္ရွွင္မင္းသားေနတိုးရဲ႕ mini biography and fashion စာအုပ္ေလးမွာ ပါတဲ႕ ႏွင္းတို႕ရဲ႕.. ေျခသံေလးကို အမွတ္မထင္ ဖတ္မိျပီးတဲ႕ ေနာက္မွာ အရမ္းၾကိဳက္သြားလို႕ .. အဲဒါေလးကို မွီုုျငမ္းပီး ေရးခဲ႕တာပါ.. I copied his words (not all, thou), added my own words and my own way of talking about things as I do have lots of unfinished writings, lyrics and endless thoughts. And i barely have time for myself and I’m really not liking it. Reading his words made me feel like as if I were expressing something.. if only I could express myself and my thoughts more, I would have asked no more. And i really dun like how life has become so restless and tiring. All i want is just a life, a simple life which is far far away from demand, complaint, greed and anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Anyways, afterall, I’m glad that i read his book and u aint bad at all, Ko Nay Toe. =) All the best! Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1174741996065452713?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1174741996065452713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1174741996065452713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1174741996065452713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1174741996065452713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='လြင္႕ေမ်ာျခင္း.... ဒီည'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5523567938752785139</id><published>2011-08-14T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:52:21.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poems'/><title type='text'>Foolishly in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Is it love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or just foolishness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, maybe.. maybe not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we be together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me to stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or let's just get together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day without hearing your voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or just without seeing you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel lost too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm worried about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show me there's no way or another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that we arent meant to be together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where you are a star, shining so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and me a programmer, working so hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call me insane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me to stop dreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me that you are not for real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all the moments are fake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so that you are not worth the wait.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as you are there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be waiting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be there when you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and be everything for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you.. I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;h3mlock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14th Aug 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-5523567938752785139?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5523567938752785139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5523567938752785139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5523567938752785139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5523567938752785139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/08/foolishly-in-love.html' title='Foolishly in Love'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4231947998093527159</id><published>2011-05-01T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T10:07:44.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No matter wat I do, I'm not good enuf huh?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much I hate this job, I still have to suck their asses cos u have no money &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much I hate this life, I cannot suicide cos of this stupid buddha words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much I cried, the pain is still there - I cannot ease the pain of being bullied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am good and I'm trying to be the best, why arent ppl good to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have i done bad enough to deserve such kind of treatment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I've been good, haven't i? Why m i being treated like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did you guys make me believe that we were so rich b4?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you guys but at the same time, i hate you guys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one in this world would understand how much I HATE SINGAPOARE, THE LIFE IN SINGAPORE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU ALL - EVERYBODY !!!!! FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-4231947998093527159?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4231947998093527159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4231947998093527159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4231947998093527159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4231947998093527159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-matter-wat-i-do-im-not-good-enuf-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2321338808804666558</id><published>2011-03-19T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:50:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Customers dot dot dot customers</title><content type='html'>Never in my life, I've known that people can complain this too much. Well, I knew now. I'm just simply amazed by how much they could complain and in which ways they are able to complain. My my my.. I startled the first time I received the nasty complaints. More and more, there are more complaints and I keep wondering if they will ever stop. Guess not! People are kinda scary, aren't they? especially when it comes to business, responsibility and money! Dun u think so? Well, simply watching them complain about things and stuffs, it really makes me think, "Is money that important?" Why are they working their asses off and could not take a break? Does money that really matter? What about relaxation, spending time with your loved ones or your family? Aren't those more important than money? You get your monthly salary and do you just want more than that? Isn't your monthly salary enough? Of cos, I know that money is important. But it can't buy everything, can it? You need to have a life. GO! Get out and have fun! Go shopping with your friends or your family, have a nice meal with your loved ones, lie down and relax. Stay warm and cozy in your bed, watch movies and stuffs. Isn't it just nice? Isn't it how we're supposed to be in life? I ideal those kind of lifestyles and I'm reaching out for it... soon, I guess. And every now and then, I try to live my life in this way, spending precious times with my family, my friends, my loved ones and time for myself. I love the feeling/ happiness that I get from those moments, very rare to have one but so just hard to forget those moments, which, most of the time, keep me smiling. =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'" size="3"&gt;LOL!!! Just a lil interruption! xD  I've juz received a call from my mom and when I picked up, she was like, guess what? I was like what? And then she goes, "We are at the movie theatre like a date" and i was like "LOLL" but she sounds pretty exciting and happy so i was like "Great! Have fun". She said, "Gotta go, it's going to start soon" and hang up. Man, it's rare for my parents to go to movie together cos my dad doesn't like to watch movie that much. So, most of the time, my mom goes with us. But this time, uh huh, I'm just surprised to hear that dad is going to the cinema with mom. lolz well of cos, he's like the most available one for mom at the moment. =D None of us are there to watch a movie and all of us are just so bz with our daily stuffs. So yeah, well, anywayz, it's really nice to hearing mom's voice that sounds so happy and exciting. ^^ Love you dearly my dear father and mother. :* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'" size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'" size="3"&gt;Hope u guys have fun and that movie should b good, I guess. I dun have time to watch tat movie yet. Oh yeah, they are watching a movie "Unknown", u guys might know. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'" size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'" size="3"&gt;Alrighty ~ Time for me to get back to my work and find out the solution for it as I just hit the error while I'm blogging. lolz xD&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'" size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'" size="3"&gt;Okie y'all ~ Have a nice weekend ^^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2321338808804666558?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2321338808804666558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2321338808804666558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2321338808804666558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2321338808804666558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/03/customers-dot-dot-dot-customers.html' title='Customers dot dot dot customers'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4828723065429264472</id><published>2011-03-19T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:26:02.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world ~ My daily whatsoever l</title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;Seems like I've been disappearing from the world for like forever, eh? Well, yeah, I've been pretty much bz lately, barely have time for myself and there are just too many things to do. Sigh..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;Ever since I've started working (as an intern, now as a full-time employee), I barely have time for myself. It has been work, friends and family,especially now.. as i'm pursuing for my bachelor degree plus my work. Man, life is nothing but work and skool! I've never imagined my life to turn out this way, in other words, this tiring! LIFE is tiring, it is. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;My everyday life? Umm, everyday, ard 8 am, I leave home, go to work, work like unitl 6+, then I go to skool, attend a class until 10 pm, reach back home around 11 (sometimes, if the traffic is pretty bad, it's pretty much beyond 11 pm). So, in the end, after doing things that need to be done and stuffs, I go to bed around 12, maybe 1 am. If i dun have class in the evening (by the by, there are 4 classes a wk), I'll be at work like until ard 7+ to finish whatever things that are pending, so i reach home about 8++ or 9.. yeah have dinner, do whatever stuff and sleep! Yeap my everyday life =) During weekends, I'll sleep like until 10 on saturday, wake up, have breakfast, do some chores, go to skool until 6 pm, reach home abt 7 or so, rest a bit, watch a movie or so and go to bed! xD or I mite do my assignments and stuffs and go to bed! Yeap my favorite part =P Then on sunday, I'll wake up around 8 or 9, work (well, it's not america or ausi, u noe), anywayz, yeah work whatever stuffs that are important, and rest a bit, clear my head, then study, talk to my friends or watch a movie, then do whatever stuffs that I need to do on weekly basis and when the nite comes, I'm so ready for bed and thinking and praying hard enough not to get complaints from customers tomorrow. (Pathetic, huh?)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;So yeah, more or less, it's been my daily whatsoever and I really can't recall the last time I've been to any theatre or shopping center! Every single day, I try my best to cope with work, my study, my friends, my family, etc etc, or find time for myself (the most important thing). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;Complain a bit too much? Nah, I'm just letting my thoughts and feelings out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;Ciao ~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4828723065429264472?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4828723065429264472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4828723065429264472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4828723065429264472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4828723065429264472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-world-my-daily-whatsoever-l.html' title='Hello world ~ My daily whatsoever l'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1153296509018571470</id><published>2010-12-20T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T21:33:28.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a cute song 8-&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w94G6vkUF8k?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1153296509018571470?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1153296509018571470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1153296509018571470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1153296509018571470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1153296509018571470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-cute-song-8.html' title='what a cute song 8-&gt;'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w94G6vkUF8k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2579130112384960738</id><published>2010-12-14T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:52:24.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>halo</title><content type='html'>just a brief update b4 i go to bed ~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well well well, i'm hopeless, pathetic and unbelievable. Like i thought, my fri couldn't find that movie and so, he couldn't send it to me by wednesday (which is tmr). Thanks to myself for knowing that he can't do it. Thank god, I'm not really disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayz, the things I thought abt Sunshine were damn correct, except one thing. =P Damn, 6-feet tall =.= Who the hell in this world thinks that, rite? =D no? ;D okie.. watever =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost 12 now and better go to bed. I need more sleep.. sigh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grr you =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aheh.. anywayz, nite world =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May all of us be happy and may you have more success in everything you do, my dear :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so damn jealous btw =S  and I feel so small. damn =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-2579130112384960738?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2579130112384960738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2579130112384960738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2579130112384960738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2579130112384960738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/halo.html' title='halo'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3809442458442869874</id><published>2010-12-13T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:01:41.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>I might have gone crazy</title><content type='html'>Good evening, everyone. How's everything? =) &lt;div&gt;As for me, i think i have completely gone crazy. Juz finished creating a couple of pics and sent'em all to my phone so that i can keep looking at it at work. Sounds crazy, rite? yeah i noe.. And truth to be told, it's the first time I created something like this. I have never thought of doing it until now. It's juz happened and I am amazed myself. I never knew that I'll be this crazy. I even asked a fri of mine to send one of the movies that I've been dying to watch asap. I told him to send me by wednesday thou I'm juz not sure if he has the ability to do so. M sry, dear but yes, I juz dun trust u much. =)  Cos i like him more (at the moment). Well, as time goes on and I've been having like a few crushes and I feel as if this time was more serious than ever. Hope it's not.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayz, yeah, watever, this is my first time doing it and so yeah.. dunno lay. Well, I'm ok with wat I created just now and M happy. Tell me I'm completely out of my mind cos I really m. Gosh I sound like a crazy person, eh? Just take a look my phone and i guarantee that this is the stupidest thing that you've ever seen b4, done by me! xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeap yeap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, just a short post and i'm gonna go to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh .. you always make me stay late =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nite nite everybody =)   Have a great day ahead ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-3809442458442869874?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3809442458442869874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3809442458442869874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3809442458442869874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3809442458442869874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-might-have-gone-crazy.html' title='I might have gone crazy'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8841702749834288869</id><published>2010-12-12T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:56:39.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ဒီေနမင္းရဲ႕ေရာင္ျခည္ျဖာ.. ငါ႕ဘ၀ေလးသာယာမွာ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;got this one after listening to a song, sung by saung oo hlaing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-8841702749834288869?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8841702749834288869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8841702749834288869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8841702749834288869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8841702749834288869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_7338.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8861098323335348526</id><published>2010-12-12T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:01:17.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. okay I admit that his english is not good. But what can i say, eh? If he really grew up at that village until like ard 16 yrs old, I have nth to say then. Cos, even those who grows up in yangon (the capital city of mm) aint really good at english (especially, pronunciation), so i can't blame him on that. U noe wat i'm saying? damn.. I'm kinda embarrassed that his english is not good (oh dear, have i gone crazy?) yeah i guess..  I think i'm crazy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But but i really really really love his korean accent!! lolz damn rite thou i aint a korean fan or whatever korea that is. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-8861098323335348526?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8861098323335348526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8861098323335348526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8861098323335348526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8861098323335348526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8311104952797969907</id><published>2010-12-12T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:38:39.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><title type='text'>sooner or later</title><content type='html'>Make me believe in love again&lt;div&gt;sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make me the only girl for ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't trust it but hope to be so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's not possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but please, sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just too far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I'm coming for ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't want you to be heartbroken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but trust me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the one for ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wait... just please wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, just sooner or later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;h3mlock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12/12/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:38 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just write whatever that is on my mind, sooner or later ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-8311104952797969907?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8311104952797969907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8311104952797969907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8311104952797969907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8311104952797969907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/sooner-or-later.html' title='sooner or later'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3632490615971996015</id><published>2010-12-12T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T13:34:52.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>'နင္'  ျခင္း</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ဟိုေန႕က ညကေပါ႕.. ရုပ္ရွင္ၾကည္႕ေနတုန္း ကိုေလး၀င္လာျပီး  ရုပ္ရွင္ေတြပဲ ၾကည္႕ေနတယ္ ဘာညာန႕ဲေပါ႕ .. အဲဒါနဲ႕ သူနဲ႕ေျပာေနရင္း  ေနမင္းကို သူ႕ကိုျပခ်င္တာ.. ကိုေလး ေနမင္းကို လာၾကည္႕လို႕ေျပာလိုက္ရင္ အဲဒါဘယ္သူလဲ ဘာညာနဲ႕ ေျပာေနမွာစိုးလို႕ ဘယ္လိုုေျပာလိုက္လဲဆိုေတာ႕ ကိုေလး ဒီမွာၾကည္႕ ၾကည္႕  melody ေလးေခ်ာလိုက္္တာ.. ခ်စ္စရာေလး .. အသားေလးကလည္း ျဖဳေနတာပဲ.. ေတာသူရုပ္နဲ႕ေတာင္ မတူဘူး (အဲဒီကားက ေတာကားပါ btw) ဘာညာနဲ႕.. ျပီးလည္းျပီးေရာ ကိုေလးလည္းအနားလာေရာ ေျပာေနရင္းနဲ႕ ေနမင္းေလးကလည္း ခ်စ္စရာေလး.. အဟိ ဘာညာနဲ႕လည္းေျပာလိုက္ေရာ .. ကိုေလးက ဟမ္.. ဒီေတာသားရုပ္ကိုတဲ႕  ...တကယ္ .. တကယ္ပါ.. နင္လိုက္တာ.. အင္ ခနဲပဲ.. ဘာဆက္ေျပာရမွန္းမသိေအာင္ကိုျဖစ္သြားပါတယ္.. grr =.=  but မိုးပဲေလေနာ္.. ဟန္ကိုယ္႕ဖို႕ ျပင္လိုက္ပီး  အာ ကိုေလးကလည္း.. သူကေတာကပဲဟာကို (I'm sry, nay min) .. ပဲခူးတို္င္း .. ဘယ္ရြာကလည္း (တက္ကလလား.. ကတ္သလ ဆိုလားမသိဘူး) အဲဒီရြာက မင္းသားျဖစ္လာတာလို႕ ဘာညာဆိုျပီး ျပန္ေျပာလိုက္ရတာေပါ႕ေနာ္.. ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္းေလ.. အရမ္းနင္တာပဲ.. အခုထိ နင္ .. နင္ တုန္းပဲ.. grr =.=  ေတာသားရုပ္နဲ႕ တူလို႕လားလို႕.. မိုးမ်က္စိထဲမွာ ကို၇ီးယားမင္းသားနဲ႕ sometimes တူလို႕ပါ.. =(  ဟိီး  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love the way he sounds like a korean when he speaks korean. xD Even thou he seems to be dark, he seems 'fair' in my eyes. ;D Even thou he is 5, 6 yrs older than me and has a gf, he looks ok to me at the moment. lolz yup yup. So you noe, you shouldn't be amazed that i was 'nin' while having so much impressions. =S geez  Even thou there are times when he can't really act, I'm not really disappointed as he's new to the acting and hope that his acting will improve as time goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All the best to you dear =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3632490615971996015?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3632490615971996015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3632490615971996015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3632490615971996015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3632490615971996015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_12.html' title='&apos;နင္&apos;  ျခင္း'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-814430010916807846</id><published>2010-12-12T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T10:57:56.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>ေနမင္းနတ္ဖမ္းစားျခင္း</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ဟုတ္ကဲ႕.. ေနမင္းနတ္ဖမ္းစားျခင္းပါ.. သူလုပ္လို႕ ညဘက္ေတြလည္း ေသလုေအာင္ အိပ္ခ်င္ရက္နဲ႕ အတင္းေရာ.. အရမ္းေရာ မ်က္လံုးၿပဴးျပီး... အျပီးထိၾကည္႕ျခင္း.. မွတ္မွတ္ရရ ၂ ညရွိပါျပီ.. ၁ရက္က ေနာက္ေန႕မနက္ ၆ နာရီမွ အိပ္ရာ၀င္ျဖစ္ျပီး.. အလုပ္သြားဖုိ႕ ၈၃၀ မွႏိုးတဲ႕အခါ မ်က္လံုးေတြေရာ ... ေခါင္းေတြပါ နာလို႕.. မူးလို႕ ငိုခ်င္စိတ္ေတာင္ေပါက္ပါတယ္.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ အဲဒီည.. ေစာေစာအိပ္လား ဆိုေတာ႕လည္း မအိပ္ျဖစ္ပါဘူး.. ဟိ... ေနမင္းနတ္ဖမ္းစားျပန္လို႕ေပါ႕ ... sigh .. ဒါေပမယ္႕ အဲဒီေန႕က ၈ နာရီေလာက္ေတာ႕ အိပ္ခ်ိန္ရခဲ႕ပါတယ္.. ဒီလိုနဲ႕ပဲ.. ဒီလိုနဲ႕ပဲ... မေန႕က တစ္ညေနလံုးနဲ႕ .. တစ္ညလံုးနဲ႕... အဖမ္းစားခံခဲ႕ရတာ ဒီေန႕ မနက္ ၅ နာရီအထိပါပဲေတာ္.. ဒါေတာင္ ေမၾကီးႏိုးလာလို႕ မေကာင္းတတ္တာနဲ႕ lappy ေလးအသာေလးပိတ္... ေျခဖ်ားေလးေထာက္လို႕ အိပ္ရာ၀င္ခဲ႕ရတယ္.. ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္းေလ.. အက်င္႕မေကာင္းတဲ႕မ်က္လံုးက .. ၁၀ေလာက္လည္း ေရာက္ေရာ ေအာ္တိုပြင္႕ခဲ႕တဲ႕အတြက္ စိတ္နာနာနဲ႕ပဲ ထခဲ႕ရျပီး..  ၅နာရီပဲ အိပ္ရတဲ႕အတြၤက္ ထံုးစံအတိုင္း မ်က္လံုးက နာေနျပန္ေရာ... သို႕ေသာ္ျငားလည္း.. သို႕ေသာ္ျငားလည္းေပါ႕ေလ...  နတ္ဖမ္းစားထားတဲ႕ period ဆိုေတာ႕လည္း.. အမွတ္ေတြေရာ ဘာေတြေရာမရွိပဲနဲ႕ .. (ရွိေသာ္လည္းပဲ ignore ျပီးေတာ႕)  ဒံုရင္းက ဒံုရင္း ဒီနတ္ဖမ္းစားတာခံမိျပန္ေရာ.. ေအာ္ .. ဘ၀ ဘ၀ (အဟိ) ေနမင္း.. ေနမင္း..  =P  ငါေတာ႕ ဒုတ္ခလွလွေရာက္ပါေပါ႕လား.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-814430010916807846?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/814430010916807846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=814430010916807846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/814430010916807846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/814430010916807846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='ေနမင္းနတ္ဖမ္းစားျခင္း'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2865193051700813931</id><published>2010-11-17T10:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:46:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burma - Burmese</title><content type='html'>I, as a burmese (now, Myanmar), love my country, love who we really are (deep down inside) and love everything about Myanmar. But sadly, because our country is ruled by the military government, no one has his own rights for so many decades. No rights, no rules, unfairness around the country. Most of the people are afraid to say the right things or do the right things. That's how the military government has brainwashed the people. You can't do something against the government because once you've done so, they will either put you in jail or give you troubles in every possible way. Either yourself  or your family or even your relatives can be in troubles or let's say, in jail by any means. There are laws, but not all of them are explicit. Thus, you can't know with which offense you'll be accused of unless you violate it. If you say or do something against the government, you'll be in their record for sure and when the time comes, you'll be in jail because of your action. However, you and everyone else will be told that you are being accused not because you said something bad about the government, but because you don't pay annual tax or something like that for television set, for example. So, you see, that's how the government rules. There are just too many hidden and unwritten laws in the country. And you know what? When one of those generals or whoever from that government breaks the law, all the judges, juries and everyone close their eyes, see nothing, say nothing as if the law didn't exist. How sad is that? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, ashamed to admit, I'm one of those people who is afraid to do anything against the government. Most of my relatives are still there and so if i happen to participate in the protest and all the stuffs, not only me, but also they'll be in troubles more or less. I can't let them happen because of me. That's why i wish, you noe, they'll flee the country eventually.. I know that what i can do now is talk or bear in my mind that this is my country, this is where i grow up. This is where I started my basic education and so, in return I need to do something about it, for my people, for the country i love, for the country which is full of natural beauties and resources. If you really go and explore Burma, you will see that nothing can compare to its natural beauty. Nothing is man-made and everything is given naturally and beautifully by our mother nature. You'll be amazed by the beauty of sunset and sunrise, the weather and the hospitality of Burmese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, Burmese people are very natural and good at heart. They like to help other people whether help is needed or not. They like to share whatever they have to those who are less fortunate than they are. They enjoy the life as long as they have a house (small or big, it doesn't matter.. as long as it protects them from sun, rain and snow) and enough food to feed themselves and their animals. That's what who they really are deep down inside. But of cause, with higher inflation rates and business crisis, they are not as kind and helpful as before. Well, can't blame them you noe. Everyone is trying so hard just enough to feed themselves and their children. And government is not paying enough salary for them to survive. So they have to earn enough money in every possible way to pay the bills and everything when your salary is not enough. That means they have to be greedy (so that they can get money), they have to cheat or they have to use "lies" in order to fulfill their stomaches, most importantly. Thus, people are not so as sincere as before. The mindset has changed as well. As long as they are full (as in .. good food and good house), everything is okay. Better not care about the others as long as you are surviving well... so on and so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, one of my wishes is, that one day I would have done something for all the people in my country so that they can be sincere and good again, including myself. Even though I really would love to do and stand up for my country, I still couldn't do so because I can barely stand on my own feet yet. And I'm not noble, remarkable, smart and good enough to do something like Daw Aung San Suu Kyi does. No one is as brave as her. No one really can have done it except her. Gosh, I look up to her. She is the only reason why I'm proud of my country. She misses her family but she stays still for our country's freedom. Because she wants us to be free. Please God Bless her for the things she does for our country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us be free, let Myanmar be a developing country, let us love our own country with all our heart. Let us be proud of who we are, let us be seen and let us be heard ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-2865193051700813931?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2865193051700813931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2865193051700813931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2865193051700813931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2865193051700813931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/11/burma-burmese.html' title='Burma - Burmese'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-6053799521809247060</id><published>2010-10-24T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T11:30:51.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>Happy Full Moon Night of Thadingyut ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;23rd Oct 2010 - It was saturday. I felt like it was kinda like a perfect day for me. Thou I had a v v v bad headache which was why I couldn't able to move my head even an inch, it gradually went away ard 4 pm. Thank God for that. As I went to bed pretty late on friday nite, it was hard for me to get up early in the morning and wasted my time a lot. Anyway, after I woke up, I talked to my fri for half an hr and it was nice. Thank you for calling me, baywe. :* After that, I had my lunch which is a usual bowl of noodle with sausages in it. =D I called my parents as it was the full moon day of thadingyut which is one of the Burmese traditions to worship the Lord and the people who r older than u. Back in Myanmar, Thadingyut is one of the happiest times for us as we always get extra money from adults when we bow and pay our respect to them. Sometimes, all our relatives gathered at someone's house or sometimes, we all go ard and kan-tot.. every single house! heet =P well, it was fun. Then, we always counted who paid the most! =P But usually, if someone started by paying 1000, the rest follows. And the last time i got was five yrs ago, which i got abt 5000 per person if i remember it correctly. =D So tat was quite a lot. =P yeap. Anyway, heheh, my mommy su-payed me as I kan-tot them over the phone and I'm happy!  Yes, I still m. ^^ I'm glad that I called them juz for this occasion. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At nite, I went to Burmese Buddhist Temple wit nan and wine. =) We 3 were so happy that we went there. Omg It's been so long that I didn't get that peace and happiness. Seeing the monks, praying and those prayers juz made my day. Tat's the thing i was asking for like over 3 mths. The happiness, the calmness and the peace inside urself. That's the best thing happened to me last nite and I'm grateful to every single one of them for everything. Thank you all. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Full Moon day of Thadingyut has become one of my memorable days in singapore. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-6053799521809247060?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6053799521809247060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=6053799521809247060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6053799521809247060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6053799521809247060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-full-moon-night-of-thadingyut.html' title='Happy Full Moon Night of Thadingyut ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8811390342599369140</id><published>2010-10-07T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T21:52:24.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><title type='text'>What's wrong wit me?</title><content type='html'>Alrite.. B4 I start writing anything, let me post this song, "Chit tae hote?" aka "You love me, rite?" Dunno what's gotten into my mind, but yeah seems like I'm kinda in love with this song at the moment and Thank god that at least, this song somehow cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B4-tZKhjlVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B4-tZKhjlVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been quite dull and grooming. Well, the weather outside, the weather at home and the weather at work are pretty much abt the same. The weather is pretty much cloudy, gloomy and depressing. Sounds pretty bad, eh? Well, yeah it is. And maybe more than tat. Gosh i wish you knew how much I feel at the moment. University, full-time job and friends are killing me. Besties? Yes of cos as u noe I have 5 besties, excluding me and I love them to death. But guess wat? I feel as if we weren't as united as b4 and I think, we all are walking in different ways. Dunno how different it is but yeah, none of us feels right if my guess is right. sigh&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah.. Thou i try to be happy and stuffs, I can't. I feel like I could kill somebody right now =S&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. anyway, I've juz done my monthly account checks and realized that I'm pretty bad at counting money. =D And I juz realized that I haven't gotten 2nd mth rental fee from ems. =S Shoot aint she supposed to gimme on time? 0.o Anywayz,  yeah .. I'm juz not v patient with things and I hate my work. =( I hate it when I'm being pushed. Even thou I really m trying my best, me-trying-the-best aint the best for them. So yeah I dun impress them so much and it's depressing. And it ruins my mood pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez Thou There are thousands of things to say, I get bored with what i wrote juz now and I'm tired. Yes I work from 9 - 7+ every single day. =S  AND It pisses me off and I can't help but work. So yeah tmr i have to go to work anyway.. M gonna out now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nite nite everyone  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-8811390342599369140?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8811390342599369140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8811390342599369140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8811390342599369140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8811390342599369140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-wrong-wit-me.html' title='What&apos;s wrong wit me?'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-6280123923231517403</id><published>2010-10-05T14:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T21:25:30.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>5th Oct 2010 and disappointments so far</title><content type='html'>I took MC today as I'm not feeling well. I seriously needed a rest. I was sneezing and sneezing and sneezing in the office yesterday and felt like crying as I felt sick. Mom and dad called me a few times as I told them tat I wasn't feeling well. Thank u so much my dear dad and mom. :* Love you both so so so much!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my mood? rite now? I feel like shouting at someone or scolding someone or I m v much disappointed in someone. Well, wine called me last nite to talk abt nan's 20th birthday party etc and told me tat mon can't come on sunday as she is working tat day etc etc. So, I called her, using my mobile, and talked to her abt it. And I felt like shouting at her and killing her after talking for a while. U noe wat she said? She said tat she really couldn't come tat wk as she has been going or cancelling her job for like a few times aldy. I was like 0.o wat? We rarely meet on sunday and it's been a while tat we cancelled our sunday meeting. So I wanted to ask her like who the hell you've been going out wit then? But of cos i didn't. Truth to be told, i really felt like killing her, tell her to shut up and u noe, juz scold her like a mother scolds her daughter for lying. But wat the hell, rite? Then, I realized tat I m disappointed in her v much and didn't feel like talking to her anymore. So yeah I hanged up and called wine to tell the things, so on and so forth. My point here is Why? Why has she become like this? or has she always been like this? Are we juz someone whom she talk abt non-sense? Are we someone untrusted whom she can't just tell about everything? I can't take it anymore. I just can't. However, I'm v damn sure that I'll either scold or shout at her when we meet next time or if she says sth stupid. I'm sry. I used to think that we were best friends as we used to tell everything. Somehow, something's changed. Dunno whether it's me or you. But yes, something's changed and I can't seem to take it anymore. Ppl has to grow up at some point, sometime. Just you still haven't and it seems like I'm running out of patience. I'm sry that I'm not as patient as b4. I'm sry if i neglect you. But it's you who's makine me to be like this and seriously, I hate it v much. And i hate the fact tat u never listened even a word of mine. I'm sry my dear. I'm sry that we were so-called best friends once. I'm sry that we ever met. I'm sry that we become like this. I'm sry that I somewat changed. I'm sry that you haven't changed. And hope we can be best friends again if you ever managed to grow up or mature. Thank you v much for whatever things in the past. Good bye, my old best and closest friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thou there are still too many disappointments, I'mma stop here as I cant take anything anymore at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-6280123923231517403?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6280123923231517403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=6280123923231517403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6280123923231517403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6280123923231517403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/10/5th-oct-2010-and-disappointments-so-far.html' title='5th Oct 2010 and disappointments so far'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411099389520224829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3330978134657836477</id><published>2010-08-29T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:52:19.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long long time ~</title><content type='html'>I've just noticed that it was more than a mth since I made this blog private, giving access to no one. I've made it private as I thought it's too public and there were nth much to read abt and stuffs.. And I've really been bz all this while, my work, my besties and my family. Yeap they keep me bz all the time! Sometime, i feel like I dun even have time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work from monday to friday, even thou official hrs are from 9 to 6, I've to work till 7 or 7 + cos of the work loads my company is having. =| When I was in Sembawang, I had dinner with ther or with my besties after work. By the time I reached home, I was aldy 10 or 11. I slept ard tat time, woke up at 7, rushed to go to work, started the whole working day again ~ On friday nites, I watched late nite movies with ther or went out and talked with my besties.. On weekends, I went out with either ther or with my besties for gathering as usual =) Then, the Mondays come and I kept wishing how I would like to have time for myself, just stay at home and watch a movie or use internet or something, u see .. Anyway, the same routine went on for like more than 3 months till I moved to Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some ugly reasons, we moved out, here we r at bedok. Ae, I'm hungry rite now btw =D, rented the whole unit with 3 bedrooms, Ko lay, me and ther each! Gosh how I love this flat too much ^^ It's too clean, white and I love the environment! I saw no ma-thant-thaw ppl and I love how it takes less than 30 mintues to be in the city. =) I love my own room, my own glass table? =D It is just too peaceful and i just feel too great to be &amp;nbsp;here. ^^ &amp;nbsp;It wasn't v far from my work as well, and has 2 direct buses ~ It has a direct bus to orchard as well =) &amp;nbsp;So life was quite a bit thar yar ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd Aug 2010 - My 20th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.. okay.. surprising.. tired .. not v exciting .. not v interesting.. and amazing ..&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what exactly was not right thou.. Maybe, mom nagged me just a lil bit too much ... sigh&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, how i hate it when my mom nagged me about the things i noe for damn sure and she doesn't know tat i noe those things =S like house keeping things. oh come on! I'm thankful tat how she came all the way to singapore and celebrated my 20th b'day with my friends and cousins by cooking everything by herself and cleaing and everything. I really m thankful and did appreciate everything she did for me. Just that she just nagged me so much and I was tired by helping her all the way. It was the weekend and I wanted to rest as usual but I had to help her as she was cooking alone. Man! I dunno why .. dad didn't wake up early tat day =.= grrr So i woke up ard 6, 7 to help her out till 10++ &amp;nbsp;=| By the time my friends came, i was too tired aldy and m fed up tat I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Stll having the headache =|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3330978134657836477?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3330978134657836477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3330978134657836477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3330978134657836477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3330978134657836477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-long-long-time.html' title='long long long time ~'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3047644421687992548</id><published>2010-08-29T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:27:36.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>1st time Clubbing ~</title><content type='html'>It was fun but dunno wat went wrong. I dunno man. I dun feel rite to be there again ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. It was my v v first time go to a club. So yeah I was nervous and excited as I wondered what i'd see and how I'd feel. Well, all the people went crazy in there. I weren't expecting that so I laughed and laughed as it was funny how they went crazy. =P I felt as thou everyone becomes just another person in there. Or is it for real? I dunno man. It was v funny and disgusting thou. Sigh .. Have i really become old-fashioned? =(  As a girl with my own pride, it's okay if u r having a lil fun once in a while. But not this much, ok? I mean, there was this couple i saw in a club who were rubbing too much of their bodies that i dare not look at them twice. =|  Actually, it was worse than that =\  gosh arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh and whole lots moreeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that I'm the type of person who isn't really good with strangers. sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood kwar =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3047644421687992548?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3047644421687992548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3047644421687992548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3047644421687992548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3047644421687992548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-time-clubbing.html' title='1st time Clubbing ~'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2962148636483412109</id><published>2010-06-17T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:28:00.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting kinda sick of those ...</title><content type='html'>M not quite sure abt what I'm getting sick of, but i'm sure that I get sick by doing the same thing, going to the same place and squeezing my brain out. Yes I'm getting sick of all. Some more? Yes I really m getting sick of not getting the replied sms-es from those I expect. Well what can i say? Scold the hell outta them to reply me? Nah I'll never do so. I'll just not sms them even if i want to. =) Tell me I change cos i think I am. As long as I have someone to talk to, I think I wouldn't mind anything at all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thou things, except some things, are going okay, I kinda can't get enough. I want more. I want a better me. I noe I'm becoming better and better, and yet I can't satisfy wit it. I want more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends? Best friends? I dunno why ppl have bestest friends. But for me, I have BESTEST FRIENDS cos I dun wanna keep secrets. Cos I dun wanna keep things to myself. I want to have someone to share everything with me, just like a saying "aye a tu pu a mya". For me, I'll share everything with someone I love, let it be sadness or happiness. I'll share. Even thou i mite not want to, I'll bear with it cos they are my BESTEST friends and that's what I'm asking for. I can stand anything for my BESTEST friends... but.. but, I dunno.. I'm sorta disappointed wit what had happened. Pls dun bestfriend with me if u are going to love the particular person and ignore the rest. I think I've had enough wit this "i-got-no-friend" thing. No matter who says what, I feel like the atmosphere among us or between us is quite tight. I feel suffocated. I rather have no friends than feel like this. I hate this feeling. And I dun want another case in my history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thou i'd like to write more, i need to go to bed. I still have work tmr ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2962148636483412109?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2962148636483412109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2962148636483412109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2962148636483412109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2962148636483412109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-kinda-sick-of-those.html' title='getting kinda sick of those ...'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-7574236676319567914</id><published>2010-06-07T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:46:34.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;How long has it been that i haven't posted anything new? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anything interesting? well, no.. not really. Just enjoying my moments with my besties. I love them. I can't believe myself that i'll have someone like my besites and that i'll love them so much. aww &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;5 days a wk, from 9 - 6 pm @ a company for my internship and just do the projects every single day. Even thou i have to brainstorm like 4 days a wk, I still love it. I didn't know that i'd enjoy challenging stuffs. ;D So yeah, my ITP is good. I love it. =) Well, of cos it's tiring as i have to squeeze my brain when an unknown error pops up and when it takes up 4 hrs =|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As you noe, I have 5 bestest friends and 2 closest friends, ma inzali and thar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And i love them to-death. You just have no idea how much. =) And I'm glad that i have them. I'm not sad or unhappy that I dun have many friends as i've never had many close friends. I noe I can count on them and I really m counting on them. Wish it's just not too much to ask, I hope? I've got the best of the best and I'm glad that I have them, who understand me more than anyone else in the world, who can always comfort me whenever I'm sad and who are always there whenever I'm in need. You can't just wish for more, can u? How lucky I m!&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's not such a big issue to say thou. As usual, ko gyi doesn't bother to call our parents and stays the way he is with his family. Even thou ko lay and i had a lil tight the other nite, it kinda goes off okay now.. Mom and dad are quite bz with the work at the moment. So, they, especially mom, can't have much interest on us rite now, which is a relief really. =P Oh yeah, haven't seen my niece for like 3+ mths if I'm not wrong and I'm not tat eager to see tat family, truth to be told. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Other stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Living and sleeping without aircon for more than a month =.= Dunno what the hell ko lay and ko gyi r doing with the aircon service &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Luckily, the weather aint that so hot and still able to survive with just a fan. Otherwise, I could be dead by now @_@ And luckily, i've to be in aircon rooms for more than 8 hrs a day. xD So, I dun really wish to have an aircon when i get back home. Besides, glad that internet has been connected at home again. I really could have died if i have to live without an aircon and an internet for more than a month. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;PC (Poemscorner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;poemscorner - the place where we live ~ haven't really been there since ko tt re-made it. Well, I visited there a few times but there're so many ppl and dunno who is who and it's kinda comfusing. So, i didn't log in and just went off after browsing ard for a few mins. I'm sry ko tt for not being there and all. I really want to but can't just really find time to be there like b4. Plus i feel like as if it's not the place where WE live anymore.. I miss those times thou, and missed talking with ma ei, ko nitbat, ko harry, ko tt and anyone there. =) We had so much fun and love, didn't we? =) Even thou i dun really yearn to be online 24/7 like those times, i still wish for us to be one again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/note.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Meet everyone, not just us from singapore but from US as well, having a great time outside, u noe wat i mean?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Half-new me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The internship, new environment, new ppl have changed me quite a lot. I become more mature and more responsible. Besides, because I'm interacting with ppl everyday, I become to realize that I love going out and stuffs. I rather talk to either on phone or in person than online. I rather meet ppl outside than online. I rather have friends outside than having close friends online. I've become more REAL than ever. I love how I can hang out with my friends after work, enjoy movies at theatres - eating popcorns and narchos and tell them everything single thing. And I love my thinkings and myself too, such as how i've become mature and how i've set my mind straight for my future. I'm glad that I finally made my mind and how i set my goal for real. Now, I realise that i have the best friends, and the good things when I wish. I noe that sooner or later, I'll become the v first most perfect girl or lady in the world and everyone will look up at me with full of admire ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'll get distracted for a few days, but I'll be on my way again and not ever give up ~ This is me, MOE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;shall stop here now ~ time to do some house chores, etc etc ~ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-7574236676319567914?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7574236676319567914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=7574236676319567914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7574236676319567914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7574236676319567914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-long-has-it-been-that-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4159806607868732674</id><published>2010-05-28T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:29:13.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of the day aint always beautiful...</title><content type='html'>I wanted to tell someone, anyone who would listen, about it. About my mom's phone call, how we sorta fought and how we both cried, especially me. I realized that today is the v first time I cried just like that, without bloody sad songs or movies. I cried like a kid and i dunno why. Well, I mite needa admit that i've been wanted to cry during these days. Just that I couldn't cry. Now that I cried and i hate myself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my dear mother, if u r worried abt money, why would u let me study abroad? Why dun u just let me on my own? Why won't u just follow my plan and let me lead? I noe that you are worried about money even thou u wanna send me to whichever uni I want to. I really appreciate it. But mom, come to think of it. Our money doesn't last forever. As a result, all of us are unhappy. Ko lay doesn't wanna come home. I also dun wanna come home. There is no home for us, mom. It's been a long time. Not that we all aren't happy. Well, of cos, we all want to be happy and live like one. But deep down inside our hearts, mom, pls take a good look. Even thou we are family, we are not family anymore. We dun understand each other deeply enough. We want to tell you everything, but we can't. So, sometimes, the timing goes wrong and there u go, boom! A cold war in our family! No one can see so, but us. And seriously, i hate it mom. It's not the family type i want. Now that i've grown up and i love to have a normal and peaceful family like the other ppl mom. Can't you see? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is not talking to her eldest son. The selfish eldest son never bothers to call his parents. Dad is just someone who will stay in the middle. The elder son is yet another person who will find peace as much as he can and the youngest daughter who is seen as "immature" and "mature" at the same time. Mom is talking to dad and living together with him cos of us and she has some issues with divorce thingy. That's why she aint divorcing dad and keeps fighting with him. I feel like the one who is waiting for the day, when everyone stops talking to each other and this "fake" family disappears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lost. I'm in the middle of nowhere. I have no idea what mom wants. Most of the time, i wish i knew what she wants. I really do. Then, problems won't happen and i'll be able to live with peace. There are a lot of things I need to tell my parents, yet I still haven't do so cos I'm afraid that such things will worry them and afraid that another cold war will go on. I dunno. But the fact is I freaking hate that mom thinks a lot. She is so over-sensitive and she thinks beyond what u said. I realised that i cannot stand tat fact anymore. I feel like as if it's a nitemare i will never get away from. And i want to grow up. Now tat I'm gonna be 20 in abt 3 mths and I wish to be 35. Thought my life will be better by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno what i should do. Shall i just go to Australia and disappear forever? Or shall i stuck in sg for abt 1, 2 yrs to find money and disappear forever? I dunno.. but wth wat's happening, i surely dun want a family. I'd better be on my own. It mite be so tough to be alone at start, but will be fine after a few mths or yrs. With a family like this, you will never find peace. No matter how you love ur family so much, your love will never be appreciated. I dunno why the family i used to love turns out like this. I didn't know that the family members will become like this. If only i had known, i wouldn't have loved them so much and mite have gone away. I wouldn't be here. Now tat i'm wasting my tears, love and time for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder we become like this cos both mom and dad worked all the time when we were young? Is that why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thou i have tons to say, i have no mood to write anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4159806607868732674?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4159806607868732674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4159806607868732674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4159806607868732674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4159806607868732674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/05/start-of-day-aint-always-beautiful.html' title='Start of the day aint always beautiful...'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2643200819808601218</id><published>2010-05-16T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:27:59.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>I'm sry + today's plan + mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;First thing first, alrite? I've just read mi nan's blog and read something i felt guilty. So, I'm gonna say sry here first (as now is a bit late aldy) and later, i'll apologize for wat we said, maybe tmr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm sry baby. We all really didn't noe u took the things we said tat seriously. Pls dun remember those craps we spoke, alrite? U noe that it's like our group's habit to talk everything from non-sense to sense and that style thingy is pure non-sense, babe. We didn't mean to hurt u or humiliate or anything baby. If u ever feel bad for wat we said, we are sry baby. We really didn't mean to. We are just saying, saying u noe. We never really meant it, we never do and we never will. We all noe how u r. It was just our stupid talk. Ok baby? So, pls pls pls forget wat we said. Pls take it as a no-biggie and dun mad at us. K? Or at least, pls dun get annoyed by wat we said, k? We didn't noe that u'd take it this seriously. We never knew. If it is the reason abt wat u wrote, i'm sry chit. I deeply m. Can u pls forget abt the whole talk? I'm regret tat we ever talked abt it. I really m sry baby. Just forget abt the whole thingy. K? You noe that we never meant to annoy u by any means. We are BESTEST friends, baby and pls noe that we love u, and i noe that i love u so much babe. BESTEST friends with best understandings and with everlasting sisters' loves, baby. &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall i say today's the v first day i've ever waited this long in my whole life? =P I forced myself to wake up at 8 so that i won't be late for the meeting at 10. To make it short, we finally met ard 1145 at city hall mrt in the end. xD Heh, cos of the part-time works, nan and mon couldn't wake up on time and we delayed the time, first for 1 hr but in the end, we delayed for abt 2 hrs. WARNINGS! =P &amp;nbsp;Me, wine and mon had lunch first at ya nant thit and waited until 1 for nan. We moved to Mya Nanda as nan wanted to eat kyay-ooe. We all talked the first time we met and we were talking until nite. =D especially, for me, nan and wine. We 3 went to river side, take a few pics after mon went to work. We waited htet until 630 as she had to work overtime today. Couldn't believe that we'd waited abt 8 hrs outside, hot weather, doing nth but talking and sitting. =D Quite a day, rite? But GOOD that we had a chance to meet wit yi mon as well. ^^ Me, wine, nan, yi mon and htet went to woodlands to watch "The last song" @ 945 (aww dear, it's quite a movie for me and yi mon as we both cried a lot. xP ) &amp;nbsp;Arrived home ard 12 and enjoyed the day even thou it really was the first longest day in my life. Happy Saturday! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I dunno wat the hell is wrong wit me. I felt quite moody today. Dunno if it's the fight or the friday thingy. I have no idea. As a result, I let my tears flow while i was watching "The Last Song". I noe I could have controlled myself, but i didn't. And I'm now thinking to watch some sad movies so that i'll be able to cry again.. Aww, i feel good after crying baby. Crazy, eh? But yeah, truth to be told, i feel quite a bit down or watsoeva since Friday. Dunno what happen but yeah, I dun feel as happy as I should be. Geeez, what the heck? But glad that I spent today with my besties. Otherwise, I probably would have gone crazy by living alone. =D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite babies :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2643200819808601218?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2643200819808601218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2643200819808601218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2643200819808601218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2643200819808601218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-sry-todays-plan-mood.html' title='I&apos;m sry + today&apos;s plan + mood'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1567012524491202368</id><published>2010-05-13T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:01:41.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>The v latest updates!</title><content type='html'>It's been long time since i posted a new entry. Even thou there is a few reasons why, i'll juz focus on today's events for i have to sleep now. So yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th May 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a day, a happy day i shall say so. =) My liaison officer came to the company to see how i'm doing with everyone and the result is pretty satisfying. My mentor and my supervisor said that i was quite good and did pretty well with what i was asked to do. SO yeah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had quite a lot talks wit u-noe-who and was surprised to find out that he still remembered what i told him once. xD I mean, it was juz a random talk and yet, he remembers it. so yeah it's a good thing, rite? =P That's the main thing that kept me smile and cos of the other talks we had as well. Overall, today was quite an enjoyable day at the office and i did v much enjoy our tea break. =D  awww &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chance to talk with mi nan ma abt breifly-but-not-quite-so things and glad that i smsed mon, telling her that we all will be always with her whenever we r needed, sorta like a reminder. =P But again, i felt good knowing tht i'm up-to-date with my besties' news and their conditions. heet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with thar &lt;3 after work for dinner at sembawang. ^^ Had a mini-steamboat for dinner and there were some small talks over dinner. We went down to buy some juice ard 830 and went near my flat so that we can sit and talk. And guess wat? We talked until 11!! Can u believe it? I mean, it's like the longest conversation we've ever had since we've known each other!!! U see.. We continuously talked from 830 till 11! =D That was quite a talk, actually. We talked over small to big things, our family, friends, male, female and the possibility of us being "a-pyo-gyi" lolx =P Yeah, so far, we both kinda made up our mind not to marry and stay single as being single is much simpler than being married. In my case, I'm 100% sure that I dun wanna get married. Anyway, it's 1159 and i shall go to bed now so that i won't feel sleepy at work tmr. ^^ 6 hrs sleep a day baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go to bed. Good nite!! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - I promise tht i'll be posting everything whenever i have a chance since there're quite a few you mite need to catch up so that u'll noe what's going on. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1567012524491202368?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1567012524491202368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1567012524491202368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1567012524491202368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1567012524491202368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/05/v-latest-updates.html' title='The v latest updates!'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1769049595625784270</id><published>2010-03-30T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:40:03.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't expect.. nah, yes, I expected but not this soon, especially not tonight. Yes, i knew that this day would come and things like this would happen. But not this soon for christ's sake. Not that I'm mad or something. Juz that a few strings were pulled and i sincerely dunno how to respond. I hate it when I become the one to decide, not the other way round. I really hate it, especially with some terms and conditions. There're so many conditions and I couldn't possibly think of one that is possible. I juz couldn't and cannot and dunno if i ever will. I knew that it'd happen but not too soon. Not this soon at times like this. I'm a bit lost now. Dunno what I shall do next. Hide? Avoid? I dunno dear. I simply dunno at all. Show me the way dear. Tell me what i shall do. I noe the whole thing is impossible, yes, at the moment and forever, maybe? But tell me what to do NOW, at this v moment. Cos I've lost my grip and cannot handle the way I was then. Geez I dunno what the hell i m writing. Jesus, I'm tired.. 4 days straight i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我恨你足有你知道。。。 为什么这个是这样呀？请您告诉我。。 我也不知道啊。。 &lt;br /&gt;很可笑。。 但我不要。。 也不喜欢。。 不要误会 。。 我快发疯的！！！！ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite ~ good nite everyone ~  大家晚安  =）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1769049595625784270?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1769049595625784270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1769049595625784270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1769049595625784270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1769049595625784270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-didnt-expect.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3022338045223219698</id><published>2010-03-27T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:59:16.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>long time no post - part 2 (All techs!) xD</title><content type='html'>So many things to write yet I better sleep as I have work tmr morning =[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the by, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When u become so obsessed with something or someone, it can hurt u only, not the other way round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Thought the same moment is happening again, yet it isn't right. Either the work load or just not the same anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Everything is stable at the moment yet. Wondering why m i making it impossible or wanna change the way it is ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Maybe I'm a challenger. Maybe I just like the "stable" things just a bit, not all the way. Tat's why I'm yet ready to start a fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Right here, right now, at this v moment, I want this to happen or change at least. Want to stop wondering why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Cannot keep my mind straight for  ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- This moment is not the v moment I thought. Something is not right. (maybe, waking up early in the morning has freaked me out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- All and all, I freakin' hate this feeling. Feeling insecure? unsatisfied? willing to get more than i should have? or maybe I deserver some? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;ENUF!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's continue writing the part 2. It hasn't even started yet! okie.. So let's get back to the topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh u noe what? I bought a new laptop! xD Yup yup in the end, i noe, rite? xP Phew Living without my OWN laptop is like not living in ur OWN house. Yes of cos, I used the skool project lappy for like 3 mths, yet in the end, it still isn't my own. So i had to back everything up even thou i really used it like mine. heh Guess wat? Lenovo again! =P heh yeahh.. i noe. I'm just in love with this brand. =P  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lenovo G460 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;front view baby! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S643o0w2h1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XCGdInX3IeQ/s1600/g450-1l-95006-78502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S643o0w2h1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XCGdInX3IeQ/s200/g450-1l-95006-78502.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S643njM64fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5Xri4jhOnDw/s1600/lenovo-g460-front-angle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S643njM64fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5Xri4jhOnDw/s200/lenovo-g460-front-angle.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what it looks like, pretty isn't it? heh not boasting thou but yeap, I AM happy. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wanna see the specs? Here u go, baby!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Intel i3-350M 2.26 G processor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;4GB RAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;320GB HDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;DVDRW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;14" HD LED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;6 cell battery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Windows 7 Home premium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;NViDiA Geforce with CUDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;HDMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;e-SATA connector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Smart Fan Control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;and of cos, OneKey rescue system ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad, rite? ^^ It's been 3 wks since I bought this lappy. ^^ It's been my new toy since. xD I installed the necessary programs such as visual basic studio, adobe cs4 (damn it's so cool sia!), SQL server, ms offce suite etc etc. And I've been loving doing it. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And umm, another thing I so-called bought is &lt;a href="http://www.samsung.com/sg/consumer/mobile-phone/mobile-phone/multimedia/GT-M8800DKAXSO/index.idx?pagetype=prd_detail&amp;amp;tab=features"&gt;Samsung Pixon&lt;/a&gt;. ^^ It cost ard 98 then. But as i got 100 voucher and used it, I didn't have to pay for it. So yeap, I didn't exactly buy it. I bought the phone first since the contract had ended last september and my ph bills are getting higher and higher. So I better change the plan to student plan and I wanna change my phone too. =D Though there's nth wrong with &lt;a href="http://mobilezoo.biz/vodafone_720_specs"&gt;my pervious phone, Vodafone&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignright" src="http://images.lovelym.multiply.com/image/WzgpzAX+gDjoNjOZ8hGMKg/photos/1M/300x300/103/vodafone-720-umts.jpg?et=1AdhUdSYSYYR8Waft2qWxg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I juz wanted to change it so badly. =(  And the camera sux. I LOVED the design but the camera =[  Sad, isn't it? So yeap I went to M1 to change the phone and plan and everything. Actually, the phone I wanted most is &lt;a href="http://www.sonystyle.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10551&amp;amp;storeId=10151&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;productId=8198552921666009667"&gt;Sony Aino&lt;/a&gt;. U noe, rite? The best touch and slide phone for me. =D I mean, you can touch but it's a slide phone, alrite?! How cool is that? Plus u should go see the spes. The specs are specticular for me, baby! Plus the features and the size are normal for a girl. ^^ Not too big like a Satio or not too small like a normal-looking one. Look simple and v cool at the same time, dun u think so? Well, yeah I badly wanted that. But by the time I went for a new contract, u noe how much is that? =[  I still had to pay 298 after 100 dollar off! It's more than my limits and dun wanna pay that high. =(  But then, I couldn't wait any longer as I wanted a new phone aldy by then. So yeap, I juz bought the second-most-wanted phone, which is, of cos, samsung pixon. xD The phone itself aint bad, u noe. ^^ especially the camera, 8 megapixel! Some more, smile detection and everything and it's a bit smaller than samsung pixon 12. So yup, I went for it. ^^ Here are the pics, baby! =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S644mqCR0HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CZIgYSDwNRs/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S644mqCR0HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/CZIgYSDwNRs/s200/1.jpg" width="177" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S644rfHtHGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nFllEcGa0Eg/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S644rfHtHGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nFllEcGa0Eg/s200/3.jpg" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;The touch is not bad as well. but Of cos, not as good as HTC and Apple. But still, it's good. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;And geez, u noe what? geez hate SONY!!! =|  U noe how much is Aino now? Only 100+! =| Geez If only I could have waited 1 mth more. @_@  Geez But chill out! I'm going to buy it with my Internship salary! Yeeha! xD  heheh I think I only have to pay ard 500+ only without any contract. lalala hehehe =D Hope the price will go down more in abt 2 mths. *me praying hard* heh xD  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;hmm, actually blackberry aint bad as well too. I like it but I dun like it. I like the functions, features and everything. I juz dun like the design and it's so business-like, u noe what i mean? =[ It's more suitable for those who are working adults, u noe. So yeah And seems like it's not suitable for me. =D  heh  Oh the samsung pixon? Yeah I bought it like 1 mth ago. xD Juz a few wks b4 i bought a laptop. =D  heheh New phone and new laptop. But I'm not satisfied with my phone. =(  I wanted more! =[  So yes, I'm working and working and working and going for it. *wink*  heh dun call me a big spender alrite? Tat's why I'm working! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I work not to eat but to buy things ~ &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I can call it my motto. What do u say, eh? xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png" /&gt; It's almost 1 AM! =|  Geez better go to bed now.. Else, I'll be late for work. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrite.. nite y'all  =)    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao ~ &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3022338045223219698?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3022338045223219698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3022338045223219698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3022338045223219698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3022338045223219698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-no-post-part-2-all-techs-xd.html' title='long time no post - part 2 (All techs!) xD'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/S643o0w2h1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XCGdInX3IeQ/s72-c/g450-1l-95006-78502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3204238633138810841</id><published>2010-03-27T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:59:33.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>long time no post .... xxxxx</title><content type='html'>long time no new post, eh? hmm let me see exactly how many days aldy.. oh okie, 17 days, huh? Alrito.. dunno what to say since a lot or not so many things happen, really. So yup, what have i been doing these days, huh? let's see.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working 4, 5 days a wk till i got sick. Cos it's super-tired on friday, saturday and sunday. As u noe, I'm not tough =(  So yeap, I got sick for like 3 and a half days. But I'm better now thou. Tat's why I went to work yesterday =P Luckily, I got off today. Otherwise, I could be dead. heet. Yet I have to work 10 hrs tmr =(  And another 4 more days straight without any off days, hump ~ Let's just pray for the best, shall we? xD  ooookie.. so why m i working so hard? Well, juz cos they give me to work like a full-timer lah. xD =P heh u noe, juz dun wanna say no =P I love being there if the place is not too crowded like yesterday. =(  U can die, u noe. heh seriously, first of all i work cos i hate being j and nagged by my brothers (including ko baw gyi) =S  And secondly, I wanted to buy an external hard-disk cos my friggin' 250 GB hard-disk was full!! Yes it has no more space aldy. Can u believe it? I mean, it's 250 GB, u noe! 250GB! Then again, yeah, cos all my skool things plus movies =D  plus all the novels I have are in there. So yup.. it's possible tat my 250 GB hard-disk is full. heh.. Tat's why I need a new one! And this time, I want either 500GB or 1TB (actually i want 1 TB =D) It costs ard 150++ Tat's why I wanna work as well. Even thou my mom said that she'd buy it for me, I said nah, mom. It's cool. I'll work and I'll buy it with my own working money, not even with my pocket money. So yeap =) But now that i kinda get bored.. =P  Cos .. after working for next 5 days, I'll have enuf money aldy to buy a hard disk I want and the money I spent at sentosa with Pinky which is ard 150 =D So yeah.. But I'll see how la. xD I still want some more money for phone bills xD And some stuffs... pheww working life is tired, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Really, after work, I dun wanna talk to anyone anymore.. =[  I feel so tired.. I go back home straight, do some laundry, some chores, drink a cup of coffee and watch a movie lying on my bed. I can't even sit. Ard 20 min after the movie starts, I fell asleep. Then, wake up ard 10 (depends on the time I went to bed previous nite), do this and that and some chores, shower, had brunch ard 1130, play fb games, watch another movie, nap for abt 1, 2 hrs, had luncher, change clothes and go to work. Work till nite and reach home ard 11. Tat's how it is. I can't even talk to two ppl on the same day. Let's say, if i call my parents today, I won't  make any other call for today. So, I'll juz give another person another call in another day. The same routine goes for about 2, 3 wks until now. Pathetic huh? =(   But of cos, I went out with my friends for like 2, 3 times during those days. But it's pretty tiring, i mean going out, not being wit my besties. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, as long as I can remember, I started working even b4 pinky went back to mm.. =(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 16 -&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre;"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Me, Pinky and gu gu were at the sentosa the whole day. To be exact, from 9 am till 10 pm+. Dun ask! =P We went over all the places, underwater world, loop, anything u name it. ;) Ard 4, 5 pm, pon pon, the` the` and su yee joined us. ^^ All together, 6 of us had fun and really had a great time. =) Of cos, took many many photos and u bet, I M the photographer, aha! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even it was the day mi nan went back to mm, I couldn't see her off to the airport.. *sob* cos if i didn't send pinky to sentosa on that day, she'll never reach there. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss u mi nan &lt;3  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 17 -&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre;"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;The day Pinky went back to mm.. =(   that made me realized that all i need is someone beside me.. almost all the time. Cos i felt pretty empty after she went back as if I never were alone. It could be anyone, friend, whoever.. juz some1 to stay beside me. The feeling is pretty bad. hump ~ I felt like I was floating and daydreaming or like had an imaginary friends for like a few wks or so, and bang! she suddenly disappeared. That hurts. !_! It took more than a wk to recover from being lonely. =[  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I worked and worked and worked till I fell sick. Cos I can forget by having pinky near me only while I'm working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the other things happened during those days are juz me being emotional or juz m mad by my friends and the thoughts I got after watching movies or reading books. I'll write abt all of'em when i feel like it, a'rite? =)  So yeah, I'll juz stop here for a while as I feel like drinking a cup of coffee. xD  Too many coffees! dun u tell me. xD I seriously m addicted to cofffee lately. Without it, i aint feel good. It's bad but it's the only thing that keeps my mind straight or at least, if u see what i mean. Rite! I'm to stop here. =P  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao ~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3204238633138810841?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3204238633138810841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3204238633138810841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3204238633138810841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3204238633138810841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-time-no-post-xxxxx.html' title='long time no post .... xxxxx'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5068860966180886805</id><published>2010-03-10T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:10:10.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>OMG Adam Lambert! lolx =D</title><content type='html'>Gosh He's cool, isn't he? I liked him wayyyyyyyyyyy too much now! Well, yup i liked him then but I really like him now! lolz how i wish he wasn't a gay. =[ Even thou he IS a gay, he kinda doesn't look like one, dun u think so? Well, i do. =D Gosh he's hot, isn't he, especially in this video.  kwi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/td2FjC7aaAU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/td2FjC7aaAU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i LOVE this song! I've been listening to this song like the whole morning with a cup of coffee. heh Gosh Adam Lambert! He's so cool sia. Didn't realize it b4. I started liking him after listening to his songs, Mad World and No boundaries. But Now, i kinda become serious. lolz I even wikipedia-ed him. =D I dun usually googled unless i like tat person. So yeah, now i did and wow he is juz cool! Gosh too bad that he is a gay. =(  eeeeeeeeeeee to me, he doesn't even look like oneeeeee hump ~ =(   =D omg omg omg his songs are cool too, u noe? Like mad world and now, wat do u want from me! Geez he is like totally talented.  !_!  And he's been like started performing since he's like 10! I was like wow! wth =D nice, rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie =D  hehe enuf of him =D  I'm gonna listen to his songs for like thousands of time like i normally did and yeap =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD! I wanna go to america! I wanna live in Australia! I dun wanna live in this freaking Singapore! I wish i were never born in freakin' Myanmar! I've chanaged, a lot ! okie? I mean, I m Myanmar and I dun regret tat I m one. Just that when i go out and looked for a job, it was just to get one just cos i'm a freaking foreigner. =|  And geez, I hate freaking singaporeans. OKie? They are juz totally ignorant or anything u can ever think of! =S Geez juz i'm getting sick of my life living in Singapore. I'm gonna work hard, earn a lot of money, save up every penny of it and will move to Australia. After I settle down there, I'll go visit America frequently. ;)  Or maybe i will live there, u noe, to get my phD or something. But somehow, I'll always come back and live in Australia. =) Not that i dun like America, I freakin' love it! =D Juz that i dun wanna live and grow old at US .. u noe. So yup. Geezzzzzzz I wanna get out of here asap! Gosh 6 more mths, huh? Then after 1 or 2 yrs, I'll be out of Singapore and heading to either ausi or US, either one of them. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have dreams, huh? Even thou sometimes imagining abt my future is juz tiring, i couldn't care less. It is the one I'm holding on to, of how i want to live in my future, which lifestyle i want to be in, which job i'll be working, which country i'll be living and all.. Even thou I hate this v unstable life, i have to accept it since it's the only choice i have rite now. I dun have enuf courage yet to leave everything behind and run away to ausi or america. I dun have one yet. So, i'm waiting for that day while enduring everything. In the mean time, what i can do is do the best i can, bear with everything and everything, try my best to ignore whateva they say, and save up the money as much as i can while trying to live like the rest, like life is totally full of happiness and trying my v best to go on the rite road. I'm afraid that i mite have chosen the wrong road and that my life might has gone to an end. That's the thing I can't happen in my life. And i won't let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I'm jus too coward. I'm a coward, i guess. Even thou I have lots of things to tell them, i couldn't. I got tongue-tied and i was like a mute everything i tried to talk to them, u noe, tell them the real things and how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ေလ ဘ၀မွာ ျဖစ္ခ်င္တာနဲ႕ ျဖစ္ေနတာေတြ တစ္ထပ္တည္းမက်ဘူးဆုိတာ မွန္ေပမယ္႕ ၾကာလာေတာ႕လည္း လက္မခံခ်င္ေတာ႕ဘူးေလ.. cos it hurts. စကားလံုးေတြေပ်ာက္ဆံုးေနတာလည္း ၾကာေပါ႕.. ဒီလိုၾကာလာေတာ႕လည္း စကားတစ္ခြန္းေျပာဖုိ႕ အားအင္ယူမေနခ်င္ေတာ႕ဘူးေလ.. ေပ်ာက္ဆံုးေနတဲ႕ အားအင္ေတြ.. လိုခ်င္တယ္ aino ေလး.. အရင္တုန္းကဆိုရင္ေတာ႕ ဒါကိုရဖုိ႕အတြက္ ဟုုိလူ႕ခ်ြဲ ဒီလူ႕ခ်ြဲ အေမာခံျပီး လိုက္ေျပာေနအံုးမွာ ... အခုေတာ႕ မရႏိုင္မွန္းသိေနေတာ႕လည္း စကားေလးတစ္ခြန္းေတာင္ ပိုမထြက္ခ်င္ေတာ႕လို႕ ဒီ samsung နဲ႕ပဲ ေက်နပ္လိုက္ရပါတယ္ေလ.. ဘယ္တတ္ႏိုင္မလဲ.. အရင္တုန္းကနဲ႕မတူေတာ႕တဲ႕အေျခအေနေတြကို ရင္နာနာနဲ႕ပဲ လက္ခံရမွာပဲေလ.. ဆင္းရဲတယ္ ပိုက္ဆံမရွိဘူးဆိုတာ ဒါမ်ိဳးလား.. တစ္ခုခုလုပ္ဖို႕ တစ္ခုခု၀ယ္ဖုိ႕ကို ၃လ ေလာက္စဥ္းစားေနရမွာလား.. ဘယ္ေလာက္ၾကာေနျပီလဲ.. ပိုက္ဆံရွားတယ္ ပိုက္ဆံရွားတယ္ဆိုတာ ဒါမ်ိဴးလား.. အသက္ ၁၉ႏွစ္မွာ ၁၇ ႏွစ္ခြြဲေလာက္ထိ ေအးေဆးေနခဲ႕ရေတာ႕ အခုထိ အသားမက်ေသးဘူး.. ေတာ္ရံုတန္ရံုဆို မခံႏိုင္ဘူး.. ဘ၀မနာလို႕ ဒါမ်ိဳးျဖစ္ေနတာလား.. တစ္ခါတစ္ေလေတာ႕လည္း ဒါမ်ိဳးမခံစားရေအာင္ ေမၾကီးေျပာသလို ဘ၀နာၾကည္႕ခ်င္တယ္ ငယ္ငယ္က .. အဲဒါဆို အရမ္းၾကိဳးစားမယ္ထင္ပါတယ္.. အခုလည္း ၾကိဳးေတာ႕ ၾကိဳးစားပါတယ္ေလ.. ကိုယ္႕ အတုိင္းအတာနဲ႕ ကိုယ္ပဲေပါ႕.. လိုသေလာက္ပဲ ၾကိဳးစားတယ္.. ကိုယ္ထင္သလိုပဲေနတယ္... ဒီထက္ပိုေကာင္းေအာင္ ပိုေတာ္ေအာင္ မၾကိဳးစားခ်င္ဘူး.. ကိုယ္႕ limit နဲ႕ကိုယ္ေပါ႕ေနာ္.. အဲဒါ မိုးမွားလားဟင္.. မိုး စဥ္းစားတာေတြပဲ တလြဲေတြျဖစ္ေနတာလား.. ဘ၀.. ပညာေရးနဲ႕ အလုပ္မွာ အားလံုးကို မွ်လုပ္မိတာ မွားလားဟင္.. သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြလို အလုပ္ကို အတင္းကာေရာလုပ္ရမွာလားဟင္.. မဟုတ္လည္း ေအးျမတ္လို အတင္းၾကီး စာအရမ္းေတာ္ေအာင္လုပ္ျပီး လူတကာ အျမင္ကတ္ေနရတဲ႕ စာေတာ္တဲ႕ဘ၀င္ကုိင္ေနရမွာလားဟင္.. ေျပာျပပါအံုး.. မိုးမသိေတာ႕ဘူး..&lt;br /&gt;သမီးမသိေတာ႕ဘူး ေမေမ.. ေမၾကီးစိတ္ဆင္းရဲေနတာ..အလုပ္ေၾကာင္႕ စိတ္ေတြညစ္ျပီး ရွုပ္ေနတာကို သိေပမယ္႕ ဘာမွမလုပ္ႏိုင္တာကို သမီးစိတ္မေကာင္းဘူးေမေမ .. ေမၾကီးကို ၁၀တန္းတုန္းကလို proud ျဖစ္ေအာင္ လုပ္ေပးခ်င္ေပမယ္႕ အခုထိ မလုပ္ႏိုင္ေပးေသးတာကို ခြင္႕လြတ္ပါေမေမ .. ေမၾကီးက သမီးဘ၀အေပၚမွာ ရည္မွန္းခ်က္ေတြျမင္႕သေလာက္ အဲဒီေလာက္ထိျမင္႕ေအာင္ မလုပ္ေပးနိုင္ေသးတာကို ခြင္႕လြတ္ပါေမေမ.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ ေမၾကီးရယ္ သမီးၾကိဳးစားေနပါတယ္.. သမီးတကယ္လည္း ၾကိဳးစားပါတယ္.. ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္း သူမ်ားတကာေတြလို ၂၄ နာရီရွိရင္ နာရီ၂၀ေလာက္စာလုပ္မေနႏိုင္တာေတာ႕ ခြင္႕လြတ္ပါေမေမရယ္.. ဒီႏုိင္ငံေတြေရာက္ .. american ရုပ္ရွင္ေတြၾကည္႕ျပီး သူတို႕ႏိုင္ငံေတြက teenager ေတြလို လိုက္လုပ္ခ်င္တာေတာ႕ မတားႏိုင္ဘူး ေမေမရယ္.. သမီးမဟုတ္တာေတြမလုပ္ပါဘူး ဒါကိုလည္းအားလံုးသိပါတယ္.. ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္း ဘာလို႕မ်ား အတင္းၾကီးစိတ္ပူေနရတာလည္း ေမေမရယ္.. ေမၾကီးစိတ္ပူတိုင္း သမီးမ်က္ရည္ပူေတြက်တယ္ဆိုတာ မသိဘူးလားဟင္ .. သမီးလိိမ္မာတယ္ဆိုတာလည္းသိရက္သားနဲ႕ ဘာလို႕မ်ား အတင္းၾကီး &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;push ေနရတာလည္းဟင္... &lt;/span&gt;the more you guys are pushing me, the more i m going away. Dun u realize it yet? Dun u guys noe it yet? I'm juz not who i m anymore. I'm juz now who i want to be anymore. No matter how hard I try to behave, you guys still look at me with those eyes, i hate most. I dun wanna become like those kids i saw in tv. You noe, they juz dun contact their families anymore after they are on their own. Cos they kinda sate nar them. I'm afraid i mite become one of them after I'm on my own. I dun wanna cut out all the contacts from you all after i'm on my own. It sounds so cruel. yes, i noe. But i'm juz saying.. u noe. Cos i noe my mind and no one does. I dun wanna become one of them. So, pls ... pls.. plss juz dun push me so much. I've had enough on my own aldy. You guys juz dunno it. And i dunno how to tell you this as i suck at talking things. I'm juz not a talker, uh-uh, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez I should stop writing.. I'm getting mad aldy with my thoughts. I hate myself that I'm selfish. I hate myself that I write and think too much. I hate myself for the fact that I dun wanna think from the other side. I hate myself that I never want to be in their shoes, but mine. I hate myself cos .. juz cos I'm literally mute when i talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i think I think too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-5068860966180886805?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5068860966180886805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5068860966180886805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5068860966180886805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5068860966180886805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-adam-lambert-lolx-d.html' title='OMG Adam Lambert! lolx =D'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1439731380554358015</id><published>2010-02-26T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:08:00.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim Yu-Na</title><content type='html'>She is a South Korean Figure Skater! WOW! According to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kim_Yu-Na"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, she is 12 days younger than me!!! 0.o and she's aldy a gold medalist and won Olympic women's title??! WOW She is v v talented, isn't she? ^^  Good for her =)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, check this out! The latest video clip which she won the Olympic women's title. You'll see she is v talented. ^0^&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333" face="arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333" face="arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/edOcUEeIQ6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/edOcUEeIQ6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1439731380554358015?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1439731380554358015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1439731380554358015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1439731380554358015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1439731380554358015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/kim-yu-na.html' title='Kim Yu-Na'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4139202849880392594</id><published>2010-02-24T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T23:33:51.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>=[</title><content type='html'>Daddy is going to ygn tmr morning and I'm missing him aldy .. hump ~ =( &lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I'm worried abt him when he's in ygn. I hate that feeling anyway. It's juz weird how i feel as if i wouldn't be able to call him for a few days when he's in ygn. geez I'm missing you aldy daddy.. and i love you papa. :*  You are the best and coolest dad in the world. You come with me anywhere whenever I ask you and u never say no. U r the sweetest dad for me, dad. Besides, u also noe tat i love u soo soo much rite? Sometimes, more than mom, rite? =P Anyway, I love the way u treat me like a kid (sometimes when u feel like it, aheet) and i love it when u do the things i love to do and of how u know the things abt me without even needing to say anything, at all. You are a wonderful dad. U noe me what i like, you noe me how i m and just seeing my face expressions, you aldy know what i'm abt to say. xD hehe muah :* I love you dad !!  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title='=['/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4811713409059410736</id><published>2010-02-24T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T23:27:13.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay mi yay yar bar nyar kwi kwa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ..'/><title type='text'>bitter sweet</title><content type='html'>when u love someone, u can't juz get away with it..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, in the end, u always get hurt for u're aldy in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;Why in the world does love exist?&lt;br /&gt;Even thou I tried my best and thought that i was so over it, in the end when i realize this is it, I'm deeply hurt..&lt;br /&gt;So they say "love is bitter sweet"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4811713409059410736?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4811713409059410736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4811713409059410736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4811713409059410736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4811713409059410736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNZEcv976fw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song tat makes me feel something for unknown reasons at the moment ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2732517031136537511?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2732517031136537511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2732517031136537511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have no idea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have to stay beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the time in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never missed anyone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like seriously and continuously &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't help it but miss .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never felt like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've ever needed someone in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now, I juz dun want to be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;else, i feel like i'm another person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just couldn't be me anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, tell me why and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how could it be possible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now tat u've stolen my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But pls, never take it away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for i can't let my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be broken twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just for now, i miss u .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;h3mlock aka Moe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20th Feb 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href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/yet-another-day.html' title='~ Yet Another Day ~'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-7760535185764811677</id><published>2010-02-20T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:24:18.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><title type='text'>o .... kay !  ^^</title><content type='html'>As usual, i was browsing the internet and reading a blog of someone whom i've never known b4. But as usual, after reading thru his blog for like a few min, i felt like i know some of his life aldy. Smarty, eh? =P  Okie.. first of all, he got all my attentions cos i happened to read some of his previous posts and saw tat he was diagnosed with some kinda thyroid cancer and i was like wtf. Plus he's a burmese, who grew up in US since like he was a kid ard 9, 10. So yeah, i feel pretty sry to hear tat he's been under cancer treatments and how he felt devastated when he knew abt it and everything. I am really sry for you-who-i-never-knew-b4. Anyway, cos of it, i continued explored his profile, his websites and read his xanga blog and loved it. And one thing i can tell is, as a child growing up in US, he's like one of those typical americans who did things like playing softballs, hockey, mountain climbing and u noe wat? He likes to stay fit! He did weight-lifting, tried his best to get up early (if he could) and jogged! And when he felt like he's getting FAT, he went to GYM everyday and worked out. I was like WOW.. okie, in the end i finally met a burmese guy who's like one of those american and i was like okie..  heh juz dunno wat to say thou. But i like it. And i liked the way how his life is. I mean, rite now, of cos, he is abt 30 yrs old this yr and his life seems so good.. it's like the way i imagined my life to be when i was ard tat age. So yeah, his posts kinda left an impression on me (his blog has all those pictures and everything). One more, seems like he loves to travel too. Cos to get away from his work or skool or things, he went to hawaii, thailand and myanmar and some places either with his bro or cousin or whosoeva. Anyway, u noe, as i LOVE travelling a lot, i wish to travel as much as i could ard tat age. (He was ard 27, 28 by then.) And of cos, as someone who speaks english everyday, I loved to read the way he wrote. It's juz too natural (of cos) and mature and loved to learn the things he wrote like all those tech things i loved abt. ;D U noe, abt apple ipod blah blah, internet server, abt his websites. Oh yeah, he used to be a website developer and some computer engineering stuffs. He knew abt a lot of things way better than i do and I loved to read, u noe, i felt like my knowledge has become somewhat wider. xD So yeah.. Anyway, juz after reading his blog, i felt like writing things wandering in my mind. I felt like he's my inspiration of the moment. lolz  Well, actually, yes, in a way that he knew those IT stuffs way more than i do, of how he actually OWNS 200+K apartment, how his life turns out to be so well, how he was capable of getting lots of degrees from universities while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my life to be something like his, having MY own apartment either in ausi or in US, having a stable job with suitable salary,  having a supportive family (juz like his family, juz like his mom, dad, bro and sis-in-law) and getting degrees from great universities by the time i turn 27 like him. Is not too much to ask for, is it? Well, whatever it is, i really want all of these to be happened in the future and i WILL make it happen. I've always wanted that kind of life, and a lot lately after reading those books and imaging my life like those.. wow, it seems like a paradise to me rite now even thou i know tat those kinda life aint heavens. okie enuf of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Come to reality and realized tat i've been blogging a lot lately. Yeah.. seems like blogging makes me a lot better as my friends are having exams and busy, as usual. I'm the only one whose exam was tested way too earlier than usual and been free since Friday, with no skool, no projects and no work. Yes, rite now, I'm jobless and didn't see any job available for me. *sob* And still, since last saturday, i've been spending good and bad times with my family and relatives, as u noe. I've shown my cousin ard singapore, telling her the things and ppl she needs to know if she happens to get a job and lives here, cooking lunch and dinner together with her and trying to kill my time. Oh hmm, to start from where i've stopped earlier, I'm into blogging again cos my besties are busy with skool thingy and work and they simply dun have time. So, i dun wanna bother with them with any of it and so, blogging seems to be the best answer for me, juz like the old time when i dun have someone real to talk to. But it's easier tat way. U juz write and write and dun have to think anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Speaking of which, i was pretty angry last nite and posted some rude stuffs and was actually rude to one of my bros. I'm sry brother. I didn't mean to. But u were like so naggy and i couldn't help but to bu-ga-lant u. I m sry. And I hate myself that i let that anger out to anyone but the person who is really at fault. Anyway, lately, i've been drinking coffee like at least, 3 cups a day, feeling normal. Maybe i've addicted to coffee a lot. I've addicted to reading as well. Today, when i went to skool, I went to both libraries and borrowed 6 novels xD Reading is the only thing that kills my time, when i dun have any laptop to use or when the internet is pretty much slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh yeah, skool.. today I went to skool cos our supervisor said he wanted to meet us all. He talked abt our Final Year project. He said that the company gave our project a B and so did the Judge. =(  So it's sure that we will get a B for our project. However, he said that he will fight for an A for someone who deserves it and asked who we all think he/she is and no one answers. Everyone wants an A!!! He asked us to fill out the peer evaluation forms and seems like cthu got the highest votes of all. Probably, our supervisor will fight for an A for cthu and another A for me since i have like the highest GPA among us and how seriously i've been in my poly life. Hope he considers tat how a B could seriously pull my GPA down and so, gives me an A. Nice, eh? xD Anyway, I dun wanna hope to get an A or a B cos the greater the expectation, the more painful or successful u can be. I know that i did my best and tried my best whether the grade for that project is good or not. I juz have to accept whatever it is since i cannot change the past anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But still.................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whatever will be will be. When there is a will, there is a way. Let bygones be bygones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anywayz, this song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNZEcv976fw"&gt;Who do you love by The Moffats &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hit me rite off for some reason and i dunno why. I juz sorta feel rite with-what-i-dunno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh hmm FYI, i aint buying those non-sense anymore. But still, i'm a good listener, listening with no heart but saying "imm, in, yeah.. of cos blah blah" at the rite time. U noe i'm good at it, aren't u? xP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One more thing b4 i sign out, delete all the histories and went to bed, one of my friends told me i'm becoming like a horny sa-lone =| Like not really caring as much as i used to, offering ppl to help not more than 3 times, ignoring ppl when i shouldn't etc. And i asked myself really? The answer came out after a few min, saying yes. I .. I juz didnt know how it's possible. But one thing for sure, i aint as sweet as b4. You won't get diabetes by talking to me now. ;D heh Besides, i'm becoming a talkative girl with non-sense or with none-wat-so-eva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yeah, I'm buying a sony Aino !! Yes yes finally, i'm buying it! lalala ~ Tmr afternoon, me, my bro and probably pinky are going down to taka and will be doing the contract renewal without changing my phone number. =|  Tat sux actually. I wanted a new phone number so that some ppl can't reach me if i dun give them my new number. I was sorta looking forward to get a new ph no but then, the promotor said if i keep this no, he'll give me 100 dollars voucher + student plan + a new contract with my name with no cost which attracted me pretty much. So yea, i told myself it's better this way for i won't have to tell everyone my new ph no, less troublesome, rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, overall, i'm getting a new ph and a new ph plan tmr. I'm exicted to get a new phone! yes, I've been looking forward to it. Sony Aino is always the only phone i've always wanted since the day i saw it. It's a slide phone, better yet with a touch screen + 8 megapixel with normal size. Isn't it juz beautiful and awesome? 8-&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*  time to sleep world ~ it's 0118 .. want to wake up early tmr so that i'll be able to make a lunchbox for ko lay so he can take it to his work, save money, ayez? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie ~ enuf said. I'm off to bed .. nite nite world ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-7760535185764811677?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7760535185764811677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=7760535185764811677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7760535185764811677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7760535185764811677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-kay.html' title='o .... kay !  ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8940447000801327864</id><published>2010-02-18T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:05:59.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>call me "selfish"</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't care so much cos i got mad in the end when no one listens my words even thou i told him/ her for at most 10 times. So, in the end, i got sick of them and dun feel like caring or worrying abt them anymore. No one has no fucking idea how much i worry or care. No one does. Anyway, if something bad means to be happened, it's their lives which will be broken or fall down or watsoeva, not mine. If they dun CARE abt wat will happen or wat is going to be happened, well suit themselves. My role is over. It's not my life and they are not fucking kids anymore, even the youngest one is 17. So yeah juz fuck wit ur life and everything, u stupidos and stubborn ppl. I will juz keep my mouth shut and say nth from now on. So yeah&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DUN tell me I m selfish or cold-blooded or anything. Cos i've tried my v best aldy and u can ditch me if u think i'm not THE best or good enuf for u. I won't care. The ditching part may be a lil bit hurt but in the end, i'll be able to handle it and juz move on. "Moving on" is the most important thing, rite? So yup. I juz won't care. I won't waste my time and energy on someone like u. U dun have to love me for it, or even friend with me. I am fine. I juz want u to noe tat you've been lucky, but the luck won't last long. It won't last for ur life time. So be careful wit your action and anything, and wishing u the last wish, "all the best" wit this fucking life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fucking nite everyone and i've been rude and i hate myself for it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-8940447000801327864?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8940447000801327864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8940447000801327864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8940447000801327864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8940447000801327864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/call-me.html' title='call me &amp;quot;selfish&amp;quot;'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-27045430667435703</id><published>2010-02-18T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:06:24.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>fucking nuts =.=</title><content type='html'>geez i hate them both =.=   and the 1st one i fucking hate most. No matter wat i say, no matter wat i tell, no matter wat i write, no matter wat i do, that fucking idiot and stupido damn keep disturbing. I dun understand how could he be so selfish. I juz dun get it. Come on! Give me a break!!! I m a fucking human also ok? some more, I'm living with my two BIG brothers who guard me like all the time even thou i'm not fucking pretty or sexy or beautiful ok? So, give me fucking break can? I'm tired of talking to u, dun even wanna face aldy. Jesus Christ !!! Gosh, the only first person in the world I DEEPLY HATE  &gt;.&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh brother, come on! U dun have to like educate me or anything. Even thou we are not biological brother and sister, we both treat each other like a REAL bro and sis, dun we? So yeah u dun have to educate me, u noe. Oh come on! I noe wat i should noe and stuffs. u see.. i juz dun talk abt everything. I'm not a big-mouthed type, u see. Plus, we've known each other for like almost 4 yrs and now cos i'm a grown-up girl, u told me those bfs blah blah blah come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn geez U HAVE NO IDEA how it annoyed me =|  i mean, u told me cos u want me to be careful, and not to be cheated and everything but u noe, i juz can't take itttttttttt  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S - sry for being so rude and everything. But i juz can't help it. They are driving me fucking nuts and yes, they are both freak and idiot =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-27045430667435703?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/27045430667435703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=27045430667435703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/27045430667435703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/27045430667435703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/fucking-nuts.html' title='fucking nuts =.='/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-9173624141382000493</id><published>2010-02-18T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:06:40.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><title type='text'>okie dokie</title><content type='html'>okie dokie dokie okie &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thou i really got a lot to say, i can't cos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. dun have time rite now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. m using my bro's laptop and dun want him to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, have to rush and sign out and delete the history b4 he comes back into the room and they are preparing for the dinner. So, as a girl, i also have to do something rite? so yeah.. talk to ya later :* hump ~ tar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-9173624141382000493?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/9173624141382000493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=9173624141382000493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/9173624141382000493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/9173624141382000493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/okie-dokie.html' title='okie dokie'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1449689397812371090</id><published>2010-02-18T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:05:40.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bz bz i guess xD</title><content type='html'>Well, as u noe my cousin is in sg. So yeap, as usual, I've been showing her ard .. having fun, tired, happy, hearing all those stuffs and ppl from myanmar ^^ and everything... My parents went back on tuesday and life has been boring. Well, i admit tat it's fun with them.. but still, it's not fun being with them..  u noe.. heh&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I've been out like since yesterday.. We went to somerset mrt ard 1030 .. from there, we met wit another cousin, walked and walked and walked ard.. then, had lunch at KFC.. then, walked to takashimaya and accidentally found out tat there was a HUGE sale at the basement 1 and 2 and happily joined the others. =D After looking ard, we 3 bought the same outfit xD kwikwi.. met wit my cousin's fri and went together to ION.. juz walked ard and took some pictures of pinky. ^^ We sat there for a while.. talked and laughed ~ Took mrt to go to city hall, showing pinky ard .. took photos, ate some mm food at the basement mm foodcourt, talking this and tat .. went up to show her ard, bought ph cards, etc etc. After that, we walked to marina bay (where the small merlion is at) and took PHOTOS!! =P kwi :D  then, went to my cousin's house with their car (since we were bored) and had dinner there =P hehe nice cook, u zeyar xD (btw, he's the BEST cook among the men in our relatives xD) oh &amp;&amp;&amp; u noe wat? All and all, we walked for like 7 hrs =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, we also met up with ma ti t (my cousin sissy) again and went to bugis to watch a movie!! Yeap yeap! "Percy Jackson and the lightning thief" and liked it ^^ And LOVED the main actor! kwikwi yes yes he is super cute and so young!! omg he is cute sia and so is the actress ^^ Wish i were like her =P gosh i loved tat minn ther !!! =D muah =P Since we were at bugis aldy, of cos we went ard for a lil while until we got a ph call from ko gyi, telling us to come to city hall xD So yeah, we went up there, met wit him, going here and there and ate lunch (it was aldy 3 pm by then but we didn't have our lunch until tat time.. so yup), treated by ko gyi as we all asked him =PPP  of cos, we talked and talked and talked and went back home hehe  and GLAD tat i met with another fri =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;overall, i'm happy yet tired and miss my besties seriously.. and wishing i could hang out like this wit my besties everyday ... life is boring without them and glad tat still we talk to each other everyday ~  miss u all besties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and miss u dear =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muah to u all ~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, btw, tmr we all have to meet wit our fyp supervisor and i'm wondering wat is he gonna say abt our project? =(  i'm super duper worried and IT IS DRIVING NUTS!  =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1449689397812371090?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1449689397812371090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1449689397812371090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1449689397812371090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1449689397812371090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/bz-bz-i-guess-xd.html' title='bz bz i guess xD'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2713979991884390559</id><published>2010-02-15T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:06:24.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>Jesus Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Everything, everyone is driving me crazy =S&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I M V SURE that i won't destroy my life or won't go to a life lower than this living standard! EVER!! But then, why are they just so worried or like nagging abt it all the time? Of cos i WANT to go to UNI straight after my poly. But u noe, going to skool yet worrying abt the money as ur family doesn't have enuf money like they used to makes me feel like dying. =S AND I SERIOUSLY hate that feeling. I've been thru tat feeling a thousand times while i'm attending poly and i really dun wanna feel the same way in uni again. Tat's why i said I WANT to work. Frankly, I dun wanna work of cos. It's way too stressful than a student's life! I NOEEEEEE AND I'm kinda freaked out. =S okie enuf.. i mean who wanna work anyway? not meeeee! I wanna go to uni, get a degree, get a  bachelor degree, get a master degree, get PhD and be a professor!!! But u noe, in order to get those degrees, you have to have money frist, rite? And since ur parents dun have it, why would u still go to uni and get a degree while worrying abt money all the time? like will i be able to pay this sem fee on time? will they get the money on time? or like, oh since ur life aint as comfortable as b4,you have to be stingy even thou u dun want to and u have to save every penny up! It's not the way i imagined my life to be. I mean, my life aint tat bad.. but still, it's so not the way i want my life to be. I hate worrying abt having money or not, i hate worrying tat i have to think abt my parent's and my future.. like having enuf money or not, etc. I hate worrying abt everything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BUT they dunnoooo they dun have any tiny teeny idea abt any of it at all.. I mean, they dunno how i feellllllllllllllllllllllllllllll. First, they dun want me to go to US cos it's TOO Far ! And i accepted it. Tats why i stuck in sg. But now, Australia?? oh come on!! I can't give up on it. I gave up my idea of going and living in usa but not Australia! I can't give up twice. oh pls. Plus ausi aint tat far, at least, it's still in my range! ok?? AND I AM going there, either wit my own savings or with whosoeva's money, alrite. So yeah wateva damn! I hate to be naggedddd and it's been 3 consecutive days i've been kyat-ed by them (u-noe-who).  So yeah .. and damn, life is so boring without skool or job! =.= Now exam was over and no more skool or project (screw the group projects) and no job since no employer will employ me if they noe i can work there for maximum 4 wks =S Have to accompany my cousin, showing sg around, and going to malaysia together. =| So yeah i'm having a hard time dunnno wat to do. ANd the thing is cannot meet wit my besties and it's freaking irritating. Cannot go out wit them, cannot talk to them like all the time and cannot meet them for i have to give all my times to you-noe-who. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AND I fucking hate tat bastard. He's such a bastard. Because of him, I started swearing cos it's the only language tat can slightly hurt him =| I dunno wat's keeping him =.= geez damn it I regret tat we've ever known to each other. =S Wish we never met or knew each other. Damn i fucking hate him. THE ONE AND ONLY PERSON I HATE MOST ON THIS PLANET. X(  No matter wat i said, he juz doesn't seem to care or i dunno. STUPIDO! And yes i seriously hate him. I dun want to be rude and normally, i'm not a rude girl. But wit him, i juz can't stay cool or calm. juz DAMN irritating .. jesus christ, i better stop talking abt it or i really will go and kill him or it =|  (see, how much i hate tat freak?) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;oh my gosh, seems like things are juz getting worse than like ever!!! FREAKING bored since saturday evening, getting nagged since saturday morning, irritating like everrrrrrrrrrrrrr and dunno wat the f is wrong wit me. ANd u noe wat? all this time, all i'm saying is "wat the fuck". Yeah wat the fuck!! =| I kinda stopped using facebook, stopped playing all the games, not using gtalk and rarely using laptop!!!!! Well, of cos, losing laptop is just another reason. Anyway, yeah, I juz wanna stay away from those things as much as possible. I dun even watch movies!! yeap yeap. I juz read and read and read and read. ;) My fav authors: Sidney Sheldon, Dinelle Steel, Jeffery Archer, Meg Cabot, Nicholas Sparks and Dan Brown. I read other novels written by other writers too.. just tat they aint my favorite. and i feel like fucking nuts. Sometimes, i feel really lonely. Not having ppl to talk to when U feel like REALLY LONELY, dunno if life's worth living, dunno if i'm doing the right things or going to the right ways.. sometimes, life is juz too meaningless. I seem to be so cheerful like always smiling and all.. but really, inside my heart, it's juz simply painful. I noe i have my besties for life. But we all are going separate ways and all and you noe, it's just hard to meet up wit them everyday. Everyone is bz, having exams, having projects and everything. And i also have this fucking nuts checking on me everywhere.. i juz dunno wat is wrong wit me..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hate to fight with everyone, anyone at all and seems like i've been fighting hard enuf and i'm kinda drawing back aldy (not a good sign, really) and yeah.. juz not good. sigh. Plus, why is everyone wanting me to go on a diet? I noe i m fat or shall i say obese? wateva and it's me who doesn't wanna go on a diet and alll.. if i want, i would have done it like 10 yrs back! ok? i dunno why they are expecting too much? Dun they noe i can't multitask? They want good grades? here, i'm giving you! But why they want good grades, good girl, good student and good good good or shall i say BEST student, BEST grades, BEST girl, BEST daughter, BEST BEST AND BEST? I'm doing the best i can .. but sry tat i can't multi-task. I just can't. You want the BEST Grades? FINE !  Give me everything, EVERYTHING, dun let me worry anything, NOTHING at all, and dun tell me to be a beauty! Then, I'll give YOU the BEST grades hardly any students can get!! But pls, dun tell me do this, do tat, i want this, i want tat from time to time. A'rite? I just can't do it. I simply cannot multi-task like some other ppl do. I just cannot. But you noe wat? I've tried my best also. Well, i slacked ard and everything but i'm tat spoiled. I still do my houseworks, home works, projects and social thingy. Actually, tat's aldy too much for me. =|  I dun hear a thing while i'm reading a book or watching a movie. I hate to be disturbed while i'm doing my projects or assignments seriously. And if you do so, you won't get my full response and you noe it. But why the heckkkkkkkkkk doesn't she noe it? I noe my english is not good, especially speaking but wtf ! I'm trying!!!!! Do you noe why i read english novels and english movies? And why not korean dramas? Cos i want to learn the way they speak, the way they use the vocabs and everything! WTH! So tat i will be able to use it. Gosh, m i just too plain or wat? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love my life par .. and the way that i'm being supported and all. But as you noe, ppl juz aren't prefect and life sux when they go more than a bit crazier. =|  They ARE good but they are OVER-worried and SUPER-naggy. And cos of them, i dun become one. I'm not OVER-worried and i rarely nag ppl. I'll tell ppl once or twice and see if they listen, but if they dun, i'll just let them do or go wateva they want. It's their lives after all. I wont continue talking abt the same thing again and again just like them =.= You can't do a thing without someone's will! Dun they just get it? Why the hell are they just keeping saying things tat makes NO sense to me at all, but mad? Gosh, life is totally tiring and rite now, my life is in hell. I really dun wanna go to uni. I seriously wanna stop worrying abt money. I hate tat i HAVE to be stingy (cos normally, i'm not a stingy type and i dun care abt 1 - 5 dollars.) I dun wanna count every 1, 2 dollars i have in my purse, dun wanna look at a bank account which is less than 200 dollars and worry tat will i be able to make it this mth? Will me and my parents have enuf money for all the utility bills and eveything for this mth? Will they stop eating good food so tat they can send their money over here? damn it ! I dun wanna think and worry like tat and feel bad abt it anymore. Tat is why i bloody wanna working, instead of going to uni and start the hell life again. It's just bad, u see. Sometimes, dreams change cos of some circumstances. You have to accept the alternates and choose the best you think it is. You can't just whine abt it and do nth. Come on! Have a life, ppl! Life aint tat easy afterall. If ppl aint good to you, then dun care abt them. You better dun treat them good as well! If someone is not good,well, dun be good tat someone too. Live your life n dun care abt tat person at all! Your life matters the most, not tat person's! Why cry or mad over tat person? Just ignore and you noe, just do good wit your life. If you live good, your mind will be good. U noe, doing good deeds and all... I wanna work.. have money ... support my parents wit like 2000 dollars a mth, save up like 2000 dollars a mth and use like 500 dollars a mth, as if it's not too much. Then, i'll continue giving my money to those less fortunate ones, going back to myanmar and do wat i can for the country i was born to. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Talking abt Myanmar, sometimes i seriously hate tat I was born in Myanmar. Only if i were born in US, i'll be a doctor and i would be able to save all the money and do like i told just above. And the more i'm growing up, the more further I'm going away from it. Not tat i want to.. it .. juz happened, u see. I juz kinda realised it. I didn't noe "La-Thar" is the china town of Yangon and i was surprised when my cousin said tat is it. i dunno.. i mean, even thou i was practically born in yangon, i didn't exactly grow up there like other kids. U noe.. when i was ard 6, 7 yr old, i always went to Pa-kote-ku during every holidays as my mom was there. And when i was ard 8, 9, 10, 11, i went to "Thar-yar-waddy" wit dad every weekend, the whole summer cos mom had to transfer there. Then i was in Kyaing Tong for 3 yrs and was in ygn back again after 9th standard. So yeah, i had lil' knowledge of ygn and dunno what is where. Kinda sad, huh? Now tat i can't recall anything (except those memories in pakoteku, thar-yar-waddy and kyaing tong) and i have the slightest idea abt our latest house at 9 miles (if i'm not wrong) =|  .. I dunno even noe how it looks like or where exactly it is. I juz roughly know cos dad told me where it is and tat's all i noe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And sometimes, i asked myself, "Do i really wanna visit mm?" .. and the answer is i dunno. I kinda hesitate. Cos juz a few wks earlier, my mom called me up and asked if i wanna go back to mm in march wit them. And i hesitated. I didn't noe how to answer. Sure, i wanna go back cos it's been 4 yrs i didn't have a chance to go back and i kinda can this time if i want to do so. But dunno why i kinda hesitated... I noe tat i wanna go back but, i will be lonely, v lonely in mm as i have no friends there, except thym, one of my besties. But i won't be able to hang out with her so much as i noe, i won't be allowed to go out just with my bestite whom i've known for more than 5 yrs. And when i think abt me, being in mm, having no car, having no cellphone, knowing no road, no streets, no house and no phone numbers, it juz kinda became hard. I have courage to go to US or ausi or hong kong alone but not to mm. I mean, in ausi, at least, you just buy a pre-paid ph card, pay taxi the address and juz pay the fare... isn't it so? In mm? i dunno.. geez cunning, huh? I'm becoming more and more horny.. yeah i noe it. Well, wat can i say? I mean, juz not rite, rite? I juz ... i'm confused and maybe, i've given too much thoughs aldy.. But the thing is i can't and dun want to see myself in a lower position or standard, shall i say? or no? Well, wateva.. i juz can't. I want a life of a CEO's, a doc's or a lawyer's or like "Steve Jobs"! yES! ;) it'd be super super super cool, rite? To have a life like tat? not worrying abt money? Hopefully? well, yeah.. good to dream rite? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okiiiiiiiiiieeeee I shall stop here.. connection pretty sux and making me nuts! =.= cannot even google!, geeez&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;oh dear god, pls make me better and pls make *him* better. Dun make him any sicker than this and dun give him any more headaches. Dear, I'm wishing you to be better again ~ ^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nite all.. and missing my besties &lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2713979991884390559?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2713979991884390559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2713979991884390559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2713979991884390559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2713979991884390559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/jesus-christ.html' title='Jesus Christ'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1984328395477787987</id><published>2010-02-07T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:06:24.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>in the end ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;I tried so hard and got so far ... but in the end it doesn't even matter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;I had to fall to lose it all ... but in the end it doesn't even matter ~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. didn't noe this song will hurt me this much. Juz now, a fri of mine told me that our FYP (final yr project) hasn't not been chosen and i felt like.. oh, okie.. so it's like we are wasting our time and energy and effort and hard work on this nothing-project? Well, i kinda guessed that the other group's website must be better than ours, yet the truth still hurts.. a lot. Why do *truth* and *reality* hurt a lot? I mean, way much worse than i thought it would be. We didn't slept for like the whole nite, stay up till 330 in the morning at skool, being bitten by mosquitoes and all to finish it, carrying this heavy laptop and going up and down the hill everyday, had only a v few hours sleep cos it really did stress us out. And now i feel like all of them r "thal htal yay thon". &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; When my fri said, i was like "wow, okie.. :D i thought so blah blah" keep smiling.. cos i dun wanna cry and dunno how to cry (at the moment). So yeah.. i juz kept smiling. In fact, deep down in my heart, it hurts, actually, especially when i think about our hard work, efforts and everything. It's not worth it afterall. Nah.. was kinda expecting our project to be hosted on a website and telling everyone like hey, this is the website we created for our last sem at sp, u noe? blah blah .. well, in the end, it doesn't even matter.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie.. no matter wat, i still have to continue doing my assignment and seems like i cannot sleep tonight as well even thou i'm DAMN sleepy rite now =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez THE TRUTH HURTS!   &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1984328395477787987?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1984328395477787987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1984328395477787987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1984328395477787987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1984328395477787987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-end.html' title='in the end ....'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3627274324454004214</id><published>2010-01-31T08:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T08:55:03.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MM poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>Everything, everyone is changing ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;long time no new post, eh? Yeah cos i dun feel like blogging as much as i used to. All the projects and assignments are seriously killing me and all i wanna do is "write a song". Yes, I aldy have the lyrics and all i need is a piano or a guitar to make a melody ~ melody melody ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm .. sigh, everyone is changing, including me. Not really good thou. I mean, for me, at least, I changed, not physically, but mentally. I dun care ppl as much as i used to, I mean at least for my  besties. Truth to be told, I noe myself tat i aint caring abt them like b4. Not tat I dun want to do so juz that I feel as thou i dun have time to comfort them or make them feel good. Juz that all the projects are killing me and All i want to do is "Concentrate" on the projects, quiz and the tests until my final exam is over. Until that time, i dun wanna care wat ppl r doing or talking or anything! uh-uh, nothing at all. Besides, deep down i noe tat no matter wat i say or care or do, they won't change. I mean the ppl i love. They will feel GOOD for like a blink of an eye juz cos of my words or actions, but u noe, they will be what they want to be again.. So yeah, i told myself the same thing and i juz stopped caring like a few wks ago. I noe I'm not a best fri or cousin or anything. I noe I m NOT the best girl for them at all. If i were, i would have cared abt them no matter wat, rite? So yeah.. I feel guilty thou for not being the best person for the ppl I love and for those who love me. And i miss u. Tat's why I wrote a poem and uploaded it at &lt;a href="http://h3mlock.tumblr.com/"&gt;h3mlock.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, I created an acc at tumblr juz to follow mi nan cos i wondered wat really is happening to her, u noe, not coming to skool, not talking to her BESTIES =.= and all. So yup, tat acc is actually for her, juz to noe how she is doing. But u noe me, whenever i created a blog or watsoeva, i wouldn't leave tat blog blank, rite? ;D Tat's why I uploaded a few to make it look like I'm USING it. ;P Alrito! Think now u get it why i created a new acc there.. And I m thinking tat I SHOULD upload a few new poems there.. u noe, juz to show off ppl a bit, ahatt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrite, We better finish our FYP (Final Year Project) by today as today is Sunday aldy and shouldn't delay tat project anymore. Otherwise, all our lives will be screwed and i couldn't let it happen. U noe, I want straight As or at least 3.8 GPA for this semester and GPA 4 for my next and last sem. So yesh, I'm looking forward to it and I couldn't let anything destroy it. I'm gonna make it happen as much as i can and i will no matter what. Tat's one of the reasons why I'm ignoring ppl. All i want to do is SIT AND DO THE PROJECTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;a quiz&lt;/span&gt; on coming Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- one assignment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- one mock practical test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- one presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- one video clip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- one poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- one report &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- FYP (final year project)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;due on Friday (5th Feb 2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Have&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; a practical test &lt;/span&gt;on the 12th of Feb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can die aldy, rite?  =[ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah yeah i noe.. =S  damn - didnt noe most of the things will due on one day!! ONE EXACT SAME DAY!  =.=  hump ~ too bad tat i can't request any of them to extend a bit. =(  All the schedules are tight and yeah .. cannot extend anything but to submit all of them.. ayez  =| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tat's bad, eh? hump ~ !_!  Alrito.. no use crying and all xP But to finish the PROJECTS! yikes! I miss u. I NEED STRENGTH!!!!!!!!!!!!! and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate that bitch. Tat's her family problem and why the hell isn't she talking to me?! =S Wat she did was HER fault, obviously and i was only trying to help her cos her BELOVED family begged me to do, u BITCH!  =.=  AND YES, I HATE THAT BITCH for i never thought she is that stupid!!!! I dun wanna be "friend" or "know" someone who is stupid for whatsofuckingever reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, call me "selfish", tell me "i'm self-centered" cos i dun give a damn! Not at all, ppl !! As long as ur stupid actions doesn't affect my life, my parents and my education, i dun give a damn at all. It's your life, after all. Why should i be nosy abt wat the fuck u r doing and all? No, I dun when u reach my limit. So yeah, they REACHED my limit and i juz dun have a heart for them anymore. They are on their own now and i dun mind aldy. I have my projects to finish and i still have MY own life to be the best and i miss u and the old me =| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's weird of how i keep writing "i miss u" in every single paragraph, rite? =D Well, cos i dun have any energy left and I m exhausted. I really need to lean on and hope i juz can find time =(  I need to be charged apparently and damn, M i really a morning person or sth? =S Every morning, woke up ard 5, 6 and 7 and cannot sleep anymore? =| And not hungry at all? =S Guess the projects are really stressing me out cos it's the only reason why i'm not hungry at usual hours. ;P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GEEZ, I M GETTING FATTER THAN EVER, OKKKKKKKKK?? =.= Not tat i regret or sth.. xD Just tat i can't fit into my favorite jean and i feel too tight with most of the clothes i wear. =S damn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrite, It's 822 and better get ready to go to skool. Ya ya, I'm going to skool 12 hrs a day, 7 days a wk. hump ~ alrity no need to be sad abt it =D Have to be happy abt how things are revolving ard me and LOVE TO READ BOOKS!  ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books I read this wk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;1. Perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;The "perfume" is abt the murderer who was born to be the "BEST" perfumer in the world. But u noe, when someone is tooooooooooo GOOD at one thing, he becomes quite a bad person and tat's how this perfume is abt. In order to give the world the best of the best perfume which ppl have never smelled of, he continued his research and tat's how this story was born ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Son of a witch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just another series of OZ and the wicked witch xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;3. A child called "it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;OMG! it's such a heartmelting story. =(  Even thou it didn't say "based on a true story" on it, I think it's a true story! =(  It's abt how a boy is tortured by his OWN mother and is not regarded as "him" or "he" but "it". How sad tat is, rite? Gosh, my heart went weak while i was reading it and after reading it. I felt like crying and couldn't imagine wat if i were him?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;4. Mistress of the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Damn, i loved it! It's a sequel of "mater of the game" by sydney sheldon (one of my fav authors) ^^ It's like how someone goes after his father's blood, and another goes after her mother's blood and how it goes after generation by generation. U noe.. =D  heh sry ya, i aint good at telling stories and all. So, i best recommend u read it urself and tat's the best! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "BLUE" highlighted ones are my favorite.. =(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I will continue reading =D  Seems like I juz can't stop reading novels and cooking. Yes, I've been cooking these days xD And m loving it. ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh taw p kwar! I'm gonna be lateeeeeeeeeeeee  =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geez, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;WHY IS IT SO HARD TO GET ME OUT OF THE HOUSE EVEN THOU I'M READY TO GO OUT?&lt;/span&gt; =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, a poem for u :*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sing me a lullaby ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;The night is alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;and I’m alone ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Though we have each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I feel a million miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;why in the world can we not talk to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;while my mind’s going crazier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;The loneliness, the despair and the dismay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;They should have never existed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;putting my mind in a miserable state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Guess I am strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;not anymore when I have a shoulder to lean on ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bringing peace to my restless soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Singing lullaby for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;to have good-night sleeps whenever possible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;making me strong with all your songs ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;All and all, Yes, I miss you, you ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;h3mlock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;30th Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-3627274324454004214?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3627274324454004214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3627274324454004214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feelings'/><title type='text'>!_!</title><content type='html'>terrible headache, lazy ass and boring afternoon but i'm glad tat i finally slept for too long today xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, juz feel like shit after seeing those pics n i dunno.. even thou i think i'm juz too over or sowateva, i still m not. Well, not tat i'm not. Juz i feel like as if someone was tickling me, yes sth like tat. Damn i hate this feeling. I should have gone to skool, being wit friends. Now tat i'm alone and i feel lonely after wat happened. !_! Yesterday evening was hilarious, last nite was marvelous and I was in such a high mood. But now cos of tat you-never-know feeling, i m feeling down! =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2953051907479165645?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2953051907479165645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2953051907479165645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2953051907479165645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2953051907479165645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='!_!'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1301693907894778096</id><published>2010-01-15T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:29:56.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;font-size: 12px;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;oday is friday!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt; It was originally supposed to mean "tmr is my SLEEPING day!" aheet but plan's changed and have to get up early =D Well, anyway, tat doesnt matter. Wat matter is.. well.. nothing! =P lolz okie.. Even thou morning was pretty boring (can say the most boring morning in my life =.= ), the afternoon and evening was fun! I dun mean tat FUN Fun. But i enjoyed it anyway. SO yes, i had fun =D  (damn, so random, ayez?) After tat borning 3-hrs practical class, i jumped out from the room to foodcourt 2 to meet up wit my besties and enjoyed the lunch! ^^ It did cost me 1.30 dollars thou =(  heh After tat, I went up to library wit mi nan ma, borrowed a novel and went out to bus station to meet wit my cousin, aw tee, of cos. Had to wait for her a few mins, got a sms from hhw saying tat my FYP supervisor seems to be waiting for our group inside the room and seemed like none of us were there. Well, of cos, since zaw (the group leader) said she won't be coming to skool today and tat doing our parts will juz do, 4 of us juz skipped as we LOVE to. =D So i bet teacher will be v disappointed for not seeing us and he'll probably be mad at us =(  Anyway, juz a few smses wit tat chinese girl from the group blah blah blah we were in orchard ^^ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Went to tat food court to eat our v v favorite "a tal a myit kyaw" for 2 dollars =D and and and =D we had fried chicken, prawn curry and some veges for our lunch. (yes, me eating lunch twice actually =( ) Cos my cousin hadn't had lunch at tat time and she was starving and so, had to accompany her rite? So yeah.. we were there for like 2 hrs =S  cos of ma pu tuu (my cousin's eldest sis, v pi kyi pi kyi lote tat one)!  =[  My cousin was mad and i'm sad too.. Cos i understand how she feels and i noe how her sis is.. (worse than my brothers..) so yeap. Then, we went to plaza singapura to look ard the phones etc etc and she went to her job ard 430. =(  So, i waited thar thar till 5 as her class ended at 5 and we went ard orchard. Since none of us really wanted to watch movies like we used to, we juz looked ard till we can't walk anymore. =D Went up to level 5, the new food republic and had dinner and as usual, had a nice talk. ^^  In the end, I reached home ard 9, smsed wine whether she wants us to accompany her, called mi nan ma abt it blah blah blah and finally, we will see mi wine's daddy off at the airport tmr which means cannot sleep till afternoon tmr =PP  but tat's wat r best friends for, rite? 8-&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt; "always wit them whenever i'm needed"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#993399"&gt;luv aw tee, pity her hump ~ =( &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#993399"&gt;luv my besties, luv u thar and luv u sp, my forever friend :*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#993399"&gt;luv ma inzali .. miss u ma ma :*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#993399"&gt;luv the villagers &lt;3 u all noe i love and miss u all rite? =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#993399"&gt;luv u all ~ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#993399"&gt;and miss u those whom i love as well and cant meet up v often or can't even chat like i used to =(  so yah, remember tat i still love you all no matter where i m, no matter who i m or no matter wat i m. U become my friends cos u r the ones i respect, love, admire and like. ^^ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#993399"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;GOOD NITE WORLD, GOOD NITE FRIENDS, GOOD NITE EVERYONE ~ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;for being loved and loving the ones u want to love is such a good feeling &lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1301693907894778096?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1301693907894778096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1301693907894778096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1301693907894778096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1301693907894778096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday_15.html' title='Friday!! ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4182658983197971347</id><published>2010-01-09T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:56:16.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH ^^</title><content type='html'>Last nite was fun! ^^ I brought my besties home for the 1st time and we had fun in my own lil' room. ;D Not tat fun fun but fun in our own way. ;) Besides, all of us were laughing so hard tat we had to control ourselves on the mrt =D I felt as thou we were like lil kids going for a camp for the v first time. =PPP &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't sleep v well just like the other days till yesterday. And I went to skool on time as there was a quiz. (the pretty hard one !_! I'll be glad if i get 10 marks out of 15, which is unlikely possible). And I got 93 out of 100 for ELSA at mid-sem test. ^^ I feel pretty good abt it. Cos this is the second time i got 90 and above in my poly life. Yeah I have been bad after 1st yr 1st sem. Yet, I'm trying to be a v v good student starting from this semester thou. So yah, I got 93 marks and i felt v v good cos it's worth studying, isn't it? ;)  Actually, I should have got 98 marks if only i could remember tat word "uptime" X-(  who knows tat word's actually worth 5 marks, rite? hont  Well, anyway, tat class ended a bit earlier than usual and it was vvvvvvvvveryyyyyy boring. yes it is! =((  Glad tat it was over earlier and i couldnt wait to meet up wit my besties!! ^^ And the prince, of cos! lolz kwikwi So i went down to meet them and yup, made me envy them in their finest suits! =((  Yeah u noe, they all r so clean and white in the office suits. hump~ not tat they never were clean or white b4 but u noe, they juz look wayyyyy too much better in it &lt;3  They're juz too looking good!!! And i was wearing like a trump! =D aheh  anyway, after meeting them, i dun wanna go back to my IT department and do the final yr project aldy. So yes, i didn't go back and was slacking wit my friends! aheet =D We went for ktv =D as usual, we sang, we dance and we pawed! kwi :D After tat, meet wit ym again for dinner and went to my house!! woohoo!!! =D and guess wat? I slept 10 hrs straight without waking up or without any dreams for the first time after my skool's open ^^ Tat's why i feel pretty good when i wake up! Happy Saturday everyone :*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god bless ya ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4182658983197971347?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4182658983197971347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4182658983197971347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4182658983197971347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4182658983197971347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/01/laugh-laugh-laugh.html' title='LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4785259696378926774</id><published>2010-01-03T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:07:07.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 10px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWXcMI4fIxU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWXcMI4fIxU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's the song tat was sent and i fell in love wit it straight away.. didn't expect tat song late nite ;D luv it anyway :* love the whole song - meaningful lyrics, dun u think so? ;) complete my nite, make me calm ^^ and can't stop listening ~ &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4785259696378926774?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4785259696378926774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4785259696378926774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4785259696378926774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4785259696378926774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-song-tat-was-sent-and-i-fell-in.html' title='&amp;lt;3'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2467598970119423070</id><published>2009-12-31T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:38:20.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year Everyone ^^</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year Everyone.. wish u all have a v v good yr :*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Year Eve and New Year was sux at first but glad tat it ended happily .. worth crying =D heh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,  juz a lil' update here ~ =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muah :* &lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2467598970119423070?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2467598970119423070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2467598970119423070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2467598970119423070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2467598970119423070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year Everyone ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-6274741434112566064</id><published>2009-12-22T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:39:37.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going to malaysia ... again ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;It's not even 2 mths ~ yet i have to go there again during the holidays cos i can't resist mom's request to be there wit them during the holidays, spending time wit them ~ Well, it's not tat i dun wanna go to malaysia or so wateva. Just tat i dun wanna stay there =D stay at malaysia's home. u see xD hmm and the thing is i juz can't leave singapore.. for so many reasons of cos. First of all is my FYP (final yr project). Yes it's killing me. Even thou i dun start doing it, inside i'm dying aldy. I do care thou =|  So at first i thought u noe i'll finish it off during this christmas holidays but now i'm going to malaysia and really have no time to do it aldy which means i'm officially dead. Yup =| Secondly, i really wanna go ard wit my friends. =(  I luv them &lt;3 I luv spending time wit them, going ard wit them, share everything wit them. I juz luv being wit them ^^ Thank god tat i finally found besties in my life =) I dun needa worry abt anything anymore. Thirdly, i juz can't stop talking to my another best fri ^^ He's always been the one who i'm close to. I didn't realize it then. We've been friends since we were like 1st grade and we've been close friends since then ~ We both remembered the times we spent together at skool.. the food he cooked for me =D .. and we are honest to each other. He is my charger ^^  And i m his too ;D Even thou i left mm juz after my 10th exam, we always been in touch. If we can meet, we meet. If we can't, we still try to cheer up each other somehow, someway. But lately, we've tried our best to talk everyday and i really luv it =) Overall, i luv using laptop anytime i want to, going to bed ard 4 in the morning, wake up in the afternoon, talking and going ard like all the time. I can't do tat in malaysia. I have to respect the time, being responsible, and juz can't do anything i want to at any time. Cos i dun wanna let my parents down. I dun wanna make them mad for those stupid things. I just wanna be a perfect daughter for them. My life and my parents are the first two priorities in my life. I dun care the rest at all. I will continue doing things unless they won't affect my life or my parents. Call me selfish, self-centered or so wateva. ^^ Cos i believe tat there'll be always my parents and my besties near me =) and a person. ^^  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;Oh hmm btw, today i was talking to mi nan and after i hanged up the phone, zaw said tat she thought i was talking to my bf according to cthu's thought cos i spoke too soft and low. Then she laughed. LMAO I dun have one for god's sake. Dunno why they think like tat. aha. Hmm anyway, i got FAT !!! YES I BECAME FATTER !!! Seems like i really have to run. =S One meal a day makes me fatter dunno y =S Maybe cos tat one meal is a lot? lolz =P heh yeah i became fatter. Dunno wat mom'll say if she sees me like this. =S I became ugly =|  ok who cares? Me myself dun even care.. so yeah why would anyone care anywayz, rite? =P heheh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;oh life is enjoyable if u juz dun think abt any stuffs. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;geez alrite.. dun feel like anymore..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;I really m so tired from the lack of sleep and all =S &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;hmm 7hrs sleep in 2 days and seems like today i'm not sleeping as well? geez =S &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;alritey outta here luv ~ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-6274741434112566064?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6274741434112566064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=6274741434112566064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6274741434112566064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6274741434112566064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-to-malaysia-again.html' title='going to malaysia ... again ...'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-124213813628006444</id><published>2009-12-21T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:06:18.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>hate hate hate hate =| &lt;div&gt;m not going out again ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-124213813628006444?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/124213813628006444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=124213813628006444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/124213813628006444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/124213813628006444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/12/damn.html' title='damn &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-7361675176766140660</id><published>2009-12-21T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:30:36.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English poems'/><title type='text'>"it rhymes but it is not"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A wish to be granted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it's the simplest one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, to love and to be loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever and ever and ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's crazy and sounds crazy too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet can't stop thinking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm going crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for just being far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot compose a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cannot rhyme a poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cannot even think straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mind.. juz too complicate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New year resolutions to be made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things to be changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mind to be set &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nth has been accomplished &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe, maybe not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now or later or never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i might try or give up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nth makes sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neither everyone ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;h3mlock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21st December 2009 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-7361675176766140660?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7361675176766140660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=7361675176766140660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7361675176766140660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7361675176766140660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-rhymes-but-it-is-not.html' title='&quot;it rhymes but it is not&quot;'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3897018128424887108</id><published>2009-12-03T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:43:18.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so how's my life so far, eh?</title><content type='html'>well u see, as a student, most of my days always revolve around skool, projects, exams, assignments and stress, of cos. Yeah, every morning, I have to push myself too hard to get out from my room and to go to skool. xD Tat's why I'm late for most of my classes. Even thou I wake up early like today (around 6 am), I end up going to skool around 9 am =[  Not tat I'm not preparing to go to skool, I'm v well-prepared in abt 1 hr and always ready to go to skool. But u see, i dun wanna go to skool xD Or shall i say i dun wanna attend the classes? I guess the later one is more correct? xD heh anyway, tmr I got a practical test and i haven't studied a bit yet. =| I'm dying! Yes, i am! And again, I got a written test on coming Monday and i still haven't studied a bit yet either! geez dunno what's wrong wit me. I juz dun feel like studying at all. All i want to do at this moment is juz go around whenever i feel like, juz hang out wit friends whenever i want to, juz talk wit them from time to time xD etc. =D Not tat I've been bad or sth heh.. juz tat I dun like this sem. Tat's all. Actually, except studying, most of the time i pay attention in class, i do the practicals (or at least, i try my best to do them), go to classes (no matter how i feel like dying) and do the projects. So ya not tat bad, eh? =D The only bad thing is tat 'I DUN WANNA STUDY AT ALL!' =|  tay yaw rite? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aha, yeap yeap i am complaining again. =P but tat's the point of me blogging, rite? =P  heh I juz dun wanna do anything.. i dun watch movies like i used to. I dun read books like i used to. I dun chat like i used to (i rarely go online..) i dun sms and talk like i used to. I juz simply dun do anything. Yet, dunno how my time flise so fast!!!!!! =.= Oh hmm a friend of mine said i can still smile after losing my laptop  ~ Well, of cos, i v much na myaw my lappy!! All my skool thingys were there!!!!!!! But still, u noe, =D, now i so fell in love wit this skool laptop. =P This design and the weight are not too cool at all! uh ah =|  BUT, the specs are so damn good! =D The RAM, the processor, all those things, u noe, they r wayyyyyy too cool!!!!!!!!!! =D The computer never runs slow thou I've installed lots of softwares aldy =P hehe u see so tat's the point of me not missing my lost lappy tat much. heh =D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw pet society sux &gt;.&lt; it's juz functioning too slowwwwwwww! &gt;.&lt; wasting my time really =.= hump hate it actually  ..  x( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh hmm.. do u noe i cut my hair? =P kwikwi yes i did when i went to malaysia and a friend of mine said i look like a japanese! =D heh well should be cos my hair was cut ti ti yi yi  =D i mean in front lah =P  heheheh but i luv this hairstyle! It enhanced the girliness in me =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kwi :D now i dun look like a boy at all (at least i hope so =D)  heh even thou I think tat I'm getting fatter and fatter, most of my friends say i became prettier and thinner =D wakaka! =D dunno if tat's true or not =P but since most of them r saying it, i shall take it's true, rite? =P heh but nvm .. i'm taking tat thingy slow =D I dun wanna slim down juz like tat =S  u think i'm crazy but i really m not =P oh hmm dunno why my leg cramps every wednesday =S  it's sick!!!! 0.o     hmm alrite, i'm talking so random and yeah gonna stop here for a while.. Dun wanna be late as well =D so yah bye  tar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a great day ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S &lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;I miss PC, all the villagers v much. Dunno why i kinda lost contact wit them except thar (whom i meet like at least once a wk and text msg almost everyday), kitty (whom i meet at fb everyday and often &lt;3) and ko tt who talks to me when he doesn't feel like doing his works. =D  I miss u ma ma ei &lt;3, and ko harry :* and ko nitebat whom i totally have no contact at all.. and and i kinda miss my online buddies.. whom i lost contact cos they dun have my ph no and i rarely online and even thou if they noe my ph no, it's juz hard to sms and call each other so frequently... BUT all and all, i miss PC and villagers seriously and everyday ~ I luv u guys &lt;3 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3897018128424887108?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3897018128424887108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3897018128424887108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3897018128424887108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3897018128424887108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-how-my-life-so-far-eh.html' title='so how&amp;#39;s my life so far, eh?'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1862515978463120303</id><published>2009-11-25T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:17:05.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrrrrrr! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;၀ုတ္ပ စိတ္တိုတယ္..  =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, ျမန္မာဘေလာ႕(ဂ္)ေတြ သြားဖတ္ျပီးရင္ အားၾကီး စိတ္ဓာတ္က်တယ္.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ျမန္မာလိုကိုေခ်ာေမာေျပျပစ္စြာနဲ႕ အဆံုးထိဖတ္သြားခ်င္ေအာင္ ေရးတတ္တာ.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အရမ္းသေဘာက်တာပဲ.. မိုးဆို ေရးရင္ ဟုိေရာက္ဒီေရာက္နဲ႕.. ဖတ္တဲ႕သူမေျပာနဲ႕ ေရးတဲ႕သူေအာင္ မနည္းေရးလိုက္ရတယ္.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေအာ္ အျဖစ္ရယ္ ဆိုးတယ္.. =S  ဟီး &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez! i was feeling happy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now tat she makes me angry!! =|  grr dunno why the hell they can't control their mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If they can't control their mind, why the hell dun they avoid to be addicted by sth, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they juz sux, tat's all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grr hate'em &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grr! ့ ျမန္မာလို ေရးမလို႕ဟာေတာင္ စိတ္ကေပ်ာက္သြားျပီ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ဘာေရးရမွန္းေတာင္ မသိဘူး ျဖစ္သြားျပီ ေတာက္ .. ေသာက္ရမ္းကို စိတ္တိုသြားျပီ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ဘာလဲကြာ ဘာလဲကြာ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ဘယ္လိုေကာင္မေလးေတြလဲကြာ.. ကိုယ္႕စိတ္ကိုလည္း မႏိုင္ဘူး.. မႏိုင္တာကိုလည္းသိရဲ႕သားနဲ႕ ိျငိမ္ျငိမ္မေနၾကဘူး   ေတာက္&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;သြားသြား စ တယ္ ျပီးရင္ သူပဲ  လုပ္ပါအံုး ကယ္ပါအံုး ဘယ္လိုလုပ္ရမလဲဟင္ ဘာညာဘာညာနဲ႕ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;မတရားေပါက္ကြဲဖို႕ေကာင္းတယ္  ျပီးရင္ ဟုတ္တာလည္း မဟုတ္ဘူး &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အလကားပဲ  အေရးမပါတာေတြ သိပ္လုပ္တယ္ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrrrr i better stop here! =|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more i talk abt it, the angrier i become =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrity then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, tmr's ATZK b'day :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muah my chit tone =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall write a v nice post tmr, especially for u my dear friend :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahh :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-1862515978463120303?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1862515978463120303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1862515978463120303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1862515978463120303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1862515978463120303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/11/grrrrrrrr-d.html' title='grrrrrrrr! =D'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3519135351615810535</id><published>2009-11-17T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:57:40.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>hmm sate tway yal nyit ya par lah..</title><content type='html'>juz like my profile pic on fb, i'd like to say "life sux or at least, mine does". Yeah.. i havent been really happy just b4 this sem starts. =(  I really hate this life.. You noe wat happened yesterday? I lost my laptop. Yes i freakin' lost my 'one and only' laptop. And all my FYP datas are in it and i fuckin' hate tat i lost it. I should have been more careful. I shouldnt be so careless and all tat. Even thou i noe tat I daydream a lot, i didn't expect my laptop to be lost. =(  I feel so down rite now and i really hate myself for it, all. I hate myself for being so weak, so careless, restless, absent-minded and all the bad things!!!! =[ i dunno.. i wish the world came to an end not at 2012, rite now, 2009. xD yeap! xD Then i wont have to face all the troubles. I've had enuf (yes, so enuf) ... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more energy to write anything....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3519135351615810535?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3519135351615810535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3519135351615810535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3519135351615810535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3519135351615810535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmm-sate-tway-yal-nyit-ya-par-lah.html' title='hmm sate tway yal nyit ya par lah..'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8657880465533238019</id><published>2009-11-15T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:25:22.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>... ေရးမိေရးရာ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ဒီလိုပါပဲ.. အစ္မၾကီးတစ္ေယာက္ေရးထားတာေတြ ဖတ္ျပီး အရမ္းသေဘာက်ျပီး စိတ္ထဲက ေရးခ်င္လာတာ .. ဘာေရးလို႕ ဘာေရးရမွန္းလည္းမသိဘူး.. ေအာ္ဒါနဲ႕ အခုမွ ျပန္ၾကည္႕မိတယ္.. ၃ ႏွစ္ေတာင္ေက်ာ္ျပီ ဘေလာ႕လာတာ.. အခုျပန္ဖတ္ၾကည္႕မိေတာ႕ တစ္မ်ိဳးေလးပဲ.. လြမ္းစရာေလးေတြလည္းပါတယ္.. အရွက္ကြဲထားတာေတြလည္း ပါတယ္ .. အစံုပဲေနာ္.. ဟိ .. ဘယ္လိုလည္းမသိဘူး.. တစ္ခုေတာ႕ရွိတယ္.. မိုးေရးထားတာေတြက အခုအစ္မၾကီးေရးထားသလို စိတ္၀င္စားစရာမေကာင္းဘူး.. ဟီးးးး ပ်င္းစရာပဲ.. ဒါနဲ႕ စိတ္ေတြေလေနတယ္ ေက်ာင္းဖြင္႕တာပဲ ၅ပတ္ရွိျပီ.. အခုထိ စာမက်က္ရေသးဘူး.. Project ေတြလုပ္လားဆိုေတာ႕လည္း နိုး လုပ္၀ူး.. အဲဒါဆိုဘာလုပ္လည္းေမးရင္ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြနဲ႕ အျပင္ထြက္တယ္.. ေန႕တိုင္းေတြ႕တယ္.. မေတြ႕ရင္ ဖုန္းနဲ႕ေျပာတယ္..  စိတ္တိုင္ညစ္တယ္.. အခုရက္ပိုင္းဆို ပိုဆိုးတာေပါ႕ .. ဒီျပသာနာၾကီးျဖစ္ျပီးတည္းက စာကုိမလုပ္ႏိုင္တာ.. စာလုပ္ခ်င္စိတ္လည္းမရွိဘူး.. စိတ္ေတြက ပက္ပက္စက္စက္ကိုေလတာ.. ေသာက္ရမ္းစိတ္ဓာတ္ေတြက်တာ..  စိတ္ဓာတ္က်ေတာ႕ စာမလုပ္ခ်င္.. စာမလုပ္ေတာ႕ စာေတြပံုပီး ပိေနျပီ... ပိေနေတာ႕ စိတ္ပိုညစ္.. စိတ္ပိုညစ္ေတာ႕ စာမလုပ္ႏိုင္.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ လံုးခ်ာလိုက္ေနတာ မ်ားျပီ..  ေအာ္ ဘ၀ ဘ၀ .. ေက်ာင္းစာ နဲ႕ အလုပ္နဲ႕ သူငယ္ခ်င္းနဲ႕ စိတ္ရွုပ္တာေတာင္ နည္းေသးတယ္မ်ား ထင္ေနလားမသိဘူး.. မိုးဘ၀မွာ အေရးၾကီးဆံုးျဖစ္တဲ႕ မိသားစုျပသနာပါ ေပးလိုက္ေသးတယ္.. ေကာင္းပ ေကာင္းပ. ဘာဆက္လုပ္ရမွန္းေတာင္ မသိဘူး.. သူမ်ားေတြေရွ႕မွာ မငိုခ်င္လို႕ ရယ္ေနတာေကာင္းေပမယ္႕ တကယ္ ရင္ထဲမွာ ခံစားရတယ္.. ဘာေျပာရမွန္းေတာင္ မသိဘူး.. တစ္ခုေတာ႕ရွိတယ္ ကံေကာင္းတာ.. ေဘးမွာ မိုးရဲ႕အခ်စ္ဆံုးသူငယ္ခ်င္းေလး၃ေယာက္ရယ္.. မိုးကိုနားလည္တဲ႕မမရယ္.. မိုးရဲ႕ အခ်စ္ဆံုး cousin ေလးရွိလို႕ေပါ႕..  မဟုတ္ရင္ တကယ္ မိုးဘ၀ပ်က္ေလာက္တယ္.. ေခါင္းမူးလုိက္တာ စကားမစပ္.. ၄ ရက္ေလာက္ရွိျပီ.. လူက မူးမူးေနတာ.. သိပ္မုန္းတာပဲ.. မူးျပီးေတာ႕ ရင္ထဲမွာလည္း ေနလို႕မေကာင္းဘူး.. သိပ္ဆိုးတာပဲ...  အိပ္လိုက္ေတာ႕မယ္ေနာ္.. မနက္ျဖန္ ေက်ာင္းရွိေသးတယ္.. စာလည္းလုပ္လို႕မျပီးေသးဘူး.. ဘယ္လိုလုပ္ရြမွန္းေတာင္ မသိေတာ႕ဘူး.. ေအာ္....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-8657880465533238019?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8657880465533238019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8657880465533238019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8657880465533238019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8657880465533238019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='... ေရးမိေရးရာ'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4962639176452805235</id><published>2009-11-15T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:44:06.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>family ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i saw a quote, saying "တူတူမေနရတဲ႕ မိသားစုက အေပ်ာ္ဆံုးမိသားစုပဲ" တဲ႕ and i totally agree wit it. Cos it made me realize the happy times with my family. Yes, those were the times where we all lived apart and hardly talked abt each other (if i remember correctly). Maybe tat's why i had those unforgettable days wit my family. Even b4 i was born, mom had to transfer from one place to another till I was 16+. So, sometimes, she came back to ygn once a wk or we went to a town she was in during our summer holidays. And back in ygn, as skool starts at 9, we had to leave home around 7, not to stuck at the traffics. So normally, we all had to wake up around 7, left home, had breakfast, went to skool and dad picked us up around 4+ so that we didn't have to wait in tat longgggg car-waiting. Two bros were in their tuitions, i went back home wit dad, had dinner and played wit my cousins or played computer games and then, went to bed. If i'm not wrong, tat's my daily life. Even thou I lived wit them, saw them every day, we hardly talked for we dun meet each other for like more than an hr. My life was so simple, eh? Everyday go to skool, play wit friends and cousins, eat and sleep. I didn't care abt my grades (tat's why i dun have many trophies and prizes), didn't care or didn't even noe how my parents r doing, didn't even care how my parents make money. All i knew was go to skool, play wit friends, ask dad dad for money, eat it all and sleep. Plus as mom was away most of the time, no one told me wat to do or how to behave. I was like a boy back then. I talked like one, walked like one, acted like one and thought like one. I didn't really care much either. The things tat made me sad were when i fought wit my friends =D and when mom and dad didn't talk to each other and when mom scolded me. I used to think as if my life was dark when those happened. Even when i was living wit my mom for 3 yrs, I didn't know many things either. Every morning, 6 am, my parents wake up to do their business till 9 or 10 pm. Even thou the breakfast was always ready by the time i woke up, there were times i had to eat alone as there were so many ppl in the clinic. After my breakfast, i went up, changed clothes and went to skool. Either dad or mom or sometimes both of them picked me up in the afternoon to have lunch together. I used to tell them most of the things happened at skool at the lunch time, forgetting to care whether they were having a bad day or not. I just told them everything. After tat, i went back to skool. At 1530, dad picked me up at skool, said "hi mom, i'm home" then went up to my room till dinner was ready. I came down to have dinner, watched some movies, went back to my room again and went to bed. The lunch time was the only time we talked to each other. Most of the times, either they were bz or watching movies or reading books. Even when they were free, i was bz wit my skool thingy or reading cartoons and all. Tat's how I lived together wit both my parents for 3 yrs. When i was in the 10th standard, mom wasn't in ygn wit me. Only dad and i were there and that yr was the best of the best yr in my life. I rarely got scolded. If i wanted sth, i just had to say it out and dad made it happen. I could eat wateva i wanted, i could sleep whenver i wanted to, I could have anything i wanted. All i had to do is just tell daddy what i want. He always made it happen anytime, anywhere. "daddy, i want to eat tat, I want to eat this, daddy, i want it. daddy, i need it." blah blah blah.Maybe tat was wat "lo-ta-ya" is, maybe? Anyway, there were hardly any problems in my family or maybe i was juz too young to remember or care or worry abt all the problems? I think the later one is possible thou. But wateva bad happened in the past can't be as bad as the problems happening in the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That... tat was the worst and biggest problem happened in this family and the family was shattered. The pieces were everywhere and so scattered tat i found it so hard to pick up the pieces. Even thou i used to dream abt living 5 of us together like the other families, now i think it's the best we all never live together or meet everyday. I used to dream living together with my family in our v own house and thought it'd be v v v nice to be wit the ppl u deeply love under one roof. I used to dream abt it, having a "real" home where mom cooked for us and having dad and mom near you when u got back home. I was never close to mom until i was almost 17. It's only 2+ yrs tat mom and i get to knoe and understand each other. It's only been 2+ yrs tat I equally love my parents. It's only been a few yrs tat I thought i was way too much closer to live wit my family happily. I used to dream tat we will have 5 bedrooms in our house for each of us and a guest room and 5 cars for us to drive. We all will live happily, spend time together in the evenings, have a real talk abt everything. But wat happening now is full of misunderstandings, the different surroundings, the v v different conditions, the stress, the mistakes, the one-sided thoughts, views and all. Soooo opposite from wat i was dreaming of. The word "shattered" has never come to my mind until tat moment, where we all shed tears for some v stupid reasons. Tat's v stupid actually and i really hate it. I felt as thou i had no future and no family at all. and i dunno wat's gonna happen next or not happening at all. hmm ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-4962639176452805235?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4962639176452805235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4962639176452805235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4962639176452805235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4962639176452805235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/11/family.html' title='family ...'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2249982070472434348</id><published>2009-11-14T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:43:58.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>Weekends..</title><content type='html'>It's been so long I've been feeling down. Dun wanna go back to where i live as it aint a home anymore and i'm sick of seeing their faces and all tat. I dun belong here, i noe. But i have no choice and have to be at home once my classes r over. =| I really hate that! hmm ok.. 8 more mths and i'm outta here. fucking weekends..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the final yr project has been making me depressed since the day it started. Even b4 it has finished, the family is driving me to my grave! =S  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrr i rather be at skool and wit my friends who always make me laugh!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2249982070472434348?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2249982070472434348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2249982070472434348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2249982070472434348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2249982070472434348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekends.html' title='Weekends..'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3917159963764984084</id><published>2009-11-11T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:04:55.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression..</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm depressed now.. Today's supposed to be a good day but no, it aint a good day for ko lay blamed me for the thing i dun do and he just hti khite me being fat. I noe i'm fat and i never say I'm thin or so wateva. And and I'm depressed tat I AM FAT. For the v first time in my life, i really wanna slim down. Cos of me being a fat fat girl, i've lost so many things aldy in my life even thou i always tend to ignore wat i've lost and all tat. And yes, seriously, now i've thought abt it, yes i hate "FAT" so much! I just wish I slim down just like tat and go anywhere i like. And the thing is i seriously wanna go back to mm for no reason. (or shall i say, one reason? well it's a stupid reason thou, not a v important one) My friends say tat maybe i wanna go back cos of my bf (which i dun have one). So i said no. I just wanna go back and have fun (i guess?) I dunno. Man, i damn sad when i was helping my cousin wit her mm project. I helped her searching the mm photos and all and by viewing those photos, hearing those words, listening tat v v old mm meaningful song, it made me miss mm so much! Even thou I'm a Myanmar and was born in ygn, i dun really noe much things abt ygn and mm. Yes, i noe tat's sad and i'm ashamed of it. Tat's also the other reason why i wanna go back to mm. U noe, this time, when i go back, I'll take lots and lots of photos and really learn all abt mm. u see? .. and and i really wanna meet wit my high skool friends, from both ygn and kyaing tong. Even thou recently I'm in touch with my ttc friends, i still lost contacts from my kyaing tong friends. =(  I miss them.. So when i go back to mm, I'll contact them again, show them how much i changed and all tat. =) And like a dream i've been having, I'm gonna look for it or i dunno, try to get a chance to see if it's for real or not. But i hope it's for real. I stopped doing stupid things and all cos i've found the light of my life and want it to last forever.. Plus, now tat my family has BIG BIG SERIOUS problems which, i think, is less possible to be solved and it really is the main source of depression. You noe how sad and unhappy i was? I even drank! yes, i was v v v drunk early in the morning at skool!! lmfao! yes, I was so drunk tat I didn't quite remember wat the hell was going on. Luckily, my two besties came and ma inzali was there too xD Otherwise, i really have no idea what worse scenerio would happen. xD Thanks to them  :*  And i swear, I will NEVER ever drink any vodka or beer again. After drinking 4 bottles of rapsberry vodka, i felt v awful and whenever i think abt it, i feel kyaw chan. =D grr i hate hangover! =| Anyway, yeah i was v hopeless, sad, down, unhappy and was in the worst of the worst condition. No one knows thou, except three of them and me, of cos. xD it was just hmm i felt v hopeless cos the family i love has shattered and broken down apart for some stupid idiots and reasons. and i hate it v much. Now i think abt it, i have no family at all. Of cos i still have my daddy and mommy. But i can't lean on them either cos they r sad aldy. I just dun wanna give them my sadness anymore. And fyp is bloody stressing me out. I dun wanna do it aldy! It's fucking crazy and full of shit for some unknown reasons. Me, myself, dunno either. I just hate it so much. Even thou I talk shit abt FYP all the time, I still m doing it for my parents' sake. I'm the only hope they have and i dun wanna let them down. But I AM V V V STRESSFUL, FYI!!! =| grr i bloody hate my brothers. I now often wish tat it'd be v nice if only i were the only child. I HATE THEM SO MUCH! and i dunno.. umm i dunno why they stop talking to me. cos i change? cos i'm so fat tat it makes me so ugly? cos i'm so fat tat they dun wanna talk to me like they used to? cos they just realize tat i aint a sweet sweet girl they used to noe? cos i aint sweet anymore? Cos i became bitter and all? i dunno ..  but deep down in my heart, there's a wound and they r making it bigger. Tat's for sure and slowly and slowly, i kinda hate them.. And just hope tat maybe one day, i should be able to forgive them for not talking to me (or shall i say leaving me alone?) I noe "they" sounds so many but not really thou.. only like 3 or 4 ppl. But wateva, i hate them =)  yes, i hate them even thou i won't tell who the fucking hell they r or i won't tell how much i hate them cos it mite hurt their feelings, damn it! I noe my mind is full of hatred and to tell u the truth, i hate it also! But wat can i do? Other than my three besties, ma inzali and my cousins, the rest r just i dunno full of fucking shit? geeezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz grr I HATE MY FUCKING LIFE!&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3917159963764984084?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3917159963764984084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3917159963764984084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3917159963764984084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3917159963764984084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/11/depression.html' title='depression..'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3514578136836552303</id><published>2009-10-10T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:24:20.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arghhhhhhhh mm passport holder =|</title><content type='html'>arrrr just now, a friend of mine called me from ENGLAND! saying tat she's now in ENGLAND!!!! arrggghh twar chin tae.. i wanna go there.. yes for a visit like her! She called me to help her registering a class for the coming sem. but argh i wish i could visit like her. =(   but me, holding a mm passport, surely got reject if i ever apply for it. rite? =( arrrrrrrrrrr the only thing i hate being a mm!  &gt;.&lt;  i wanna travel around the world like my friends! they go to US, turkey?, Europe, england, australia around the world!!! damn =(  Travelling is my passion actually. =( &lt;div&gt;eeek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3514578136836552303?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3514578136836552303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3514578136836552303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3514578136836552303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3514578136836552303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/10/arghhhhhhhh-mm-passport-holder.html' title='arghhhhhhhh mm passport holder =|'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5472181075937948488</id><published>2009-10-09T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:47:57.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat ppl say ...</title><content type='html'>Ppl say that I m so childish and aint quite a grown-up. They say that I'm childish, foolish, all i'm doing is laughing, talking, going around and doing things foolishly. So, they told me to grow up and act t t kyi kyi. But what they dunno is that i act seriously and take things seriously when things r important. I think abt life, abt MY life, abt my parents, my future, my education, my friends and some serious and important things. But they dunno abt all these. They bloody dunno that i think abt life seriously. I M a grown-up but i just dun act like one. Cos life is full of responsibility, stress and sh*t, those make me feel like dying. Tat's why i act like a kid around the unimportant things. Just now, i've talked wit my friend and i told him to grow up cos he acts like a grown-up but his thoughts r pathetic. All he thinks abt is how he thinks. He never thinks abt other ppl or how life is full of discrimination and sh*t. He lives happily ever after in mm and never grows up. He doesn't even care abt money, how it comes from and all tat. All he knows is he can use his allowance as much as he wants and thinking life is a wonderful world (well, he really doesn't think like tat.. but yes, he still thinks abt wat he wants to do.. tat's all he bloody thinks.) I didn't tell him to go to hell or sth like tat cos of the fact tat he is one of my closest friends. But damn. i really hated him abt wat he said, "nth else is important". bloody hell. Good enuf that we've known each other for so long. Otherwise, i'll really go kick his ass. Yes, i LOATHE him when he talks non-sense. like his exam is not important? like he can fail this yr and attend it again next yr? shit he never thinks abt the future. Ok.. I admire him for his kind heart but he's weak. He's weaker than i thought he'd be. And i dunno why he is another bloody thinker. !_! He wasn't like tat the first time i met him. Tat's why we became close. I hate thinks frankly. But my BAD luck, I bloody meet wit those thinkers all the time in Singapore. =.=  Frankly, I really get sick of them easily. They think too much NEGATIVELY! i won't blame them if they just think.. They r just too pessimistic. Not tat I'm too optimistic or so, but I still at least think good. Not like "i aint meeting you" doesn't mean "i want to leave u or i dun love u". I aint meeting u cos i really have something important! shit i hate them man. i really hate them. Well, i hate their thoughts actually. I dun hate them personally. Actually, i love them but they just think way too much and it kinda exceeds my limit of loving them. i dunno... arr shoot! I was abt to say how mature i m and all tat, but i ended up saying how i hate the thinkers. &gt;.&lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie.. I M mature ok? why can't they just trust me once for chrissake! I wayyyy too take seriously abt life. B4 i do anything stupid, i think abt my parents and my life. B4 i spend money, i think abt them and i just stop buying things like those cute cute things and shoes and all. Cos i noe they r working for my diploma and degree and it makes me feel bad enuf aldy. and i always think abt the future when i dun feel like doing or studying or all that. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm more mature than they think i m. They think i can't stand on my own cos i'm stupid and childish. Actually, bloody NO! I've been on my own for how long aldy? Even thou I live wit my bros and all, how long has it been i dun't talked to them abt things? How long has it been i've been living in my own life? how long has it been i use my own money and paying the bills and all that? How long has it been I haven't asked any help from any of them? They dun realize any of these and keep saying I AM CHILDISH AND tat I AM IRRESPONSIBLE. It's not fair u noe If they think i m a grown-up, then they should treat me like one!! They should talk so! argh i just wish i were away from all of them. I just wish I got my degree aldy and started working aldy .. :-&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-5472181075937948488?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5472181075937948488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5472181075937948488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5472181075937948488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5472181075937948488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/10/wat-ppl-say.html' title='wat ppl say ...'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4757742458794596801</id><published>2009-09-28T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:40:49.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning ppl n' i feel like crying !_!</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning as I'm hungry xD but somewhere in my heart, i feel like crying.. I should be happy or at least, shouldn't be sad but dunno y.. i hate to leave singapore for watsoeva reason. I'm sad.. i really feel like crying out loud.. =(  wish someone's here to confort me.. @_@&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4757742458794596801?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4757742458794596801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4757742458794596801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4757742458794596801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4757742458794596801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-ppl-n-i-feel-like-crying.html' title='Morning ppl n&amp;#39; i feel like crying !_!'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1375216290430045340</id><published>2009-09-26T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:39:44.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ေရးမိေရးရာမ်ား ...'/><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just now, I've read my previous post and m quite disappointed wit my english cos i had to read some sentences twice so that i noe wat i was trying to say. =| I really dunno what to write cos my days r boring, actually. Not too many things r happening.. just watching movies, going around, shopping, talking and eating. i go shopping wit my mom and my friends, eat wateva dad cooks (he is the BEST cook), talk wit my friends either on the phone or face-to-face for hrs - at least 2 hrs and go around for basically half day. So, tat's wat happen during these days and I AM getting bored really. So i tried to play games, but u see, the only game i ever love to play is "racing cars" which i can't find to play online for free. =| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D and I AM BORED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i've changed... and i realized that i hate to be controlled by anyone, including my parents. I easily get annoyed when someone controls me so much like u can't do this, u can't do that, u can't go here, u can't go there, etc. With my parents, i may just say, "ok dad, ok mom.. " most of the time, but then again, i will not actually do it. Like when they want me to come and stay wit them, i said nth. I didn't say yes or no cos i dun wanna stay wit them. When I'm wit them, i can't sms or use my phone at all and i can't use computer for the whole day and i can't even go out frequently. =| and I HATE it so much! I wanna hang out wit my friends whenever i want. I like sms-ing and talking on the phone for hrs and love using my computer, either playing games or watching movies all day long. I hate to be told what i need to do or wat i need to change cos I'm who i am and I'm the only one tat can change myself. No one can change me, no.. uh eh and i dun accpet anyone to change me. But what happen here is they try to change me whether i like it or not and they bug me whenever i dun do what they tell me to do. But I dun care and tat's how my gonna-run-away-once-i-get-a-real-job decision is made. I dun wanna be wit anyone who want to control me, no matter i love them so much or vice versa. I m who i m and they dunno the real me and i can' show the real me to them cos they, all of them, hate the changes. I'm gonna move out as soon as i get a real job and stay as far as i could. I won't contact them at all. I'll stay in my own world and i'll, one day, become the v first perfect girl ever. I won't contact them. I'll change my ph no without letting them noe, I'll use new emails and everything i could hide from them. Truth to be told, i used to love my family. Now, i only love my dad and mom. These two are my real family and tat's it. Oh the rest? yes i hate them. I'm sry tat i hate them but can't help it. I treid my best not to hate them  but they reached my limit and couldn't help it more. They never were good to this family. If only there weren't born, my parents won't have to work so hard till now. If only they didn't use up all THE money, me, my dad and mom will be happy and won't have to work till now. My parents.. they've been trying their v best to make our lives comfortable and perfect as much as possible. but cos of the stupidos, our lives are not as much comfortable and perfect as they imagine. Only if they didn't use up THE money and were good, we wont have to struggle this much and mom won't get depression some times. I hate them for tat. Sometimes i think, oh.. my life would be so much better if only i were an only child. My parents will let me go to UK or US or Ausi to attend the medical college and become a doctor i've always wanted to be since i was a child. They could afford it if only i were an only child. Or if only the stupidos were good enuf to noe tat they should support me as mom and dad have supported them all their lives so tat there's no money left, my parents will let me to go the medical college for sure cos this is the only thing i've always wanted to be and tat's wat my parents want. Even thou i noe tat i can't change it anymore, i still wish for it, wish oh how it'd be nice if i can attend the medical college and i'll be a med student, wearing MY duty coat, learning the diseases and causes and et.c I will always be proud of myself for being a medical student and a doctor-to-be. These r the dreams thou. I noe it's stupid of me to still think abt it, hurting myself just cos i didn't become wat i always wanted to be. Tat sux thou. Tat's why sometimes i wish i were a billionarie cos at 19, this age is not too late to attend a medical college and become a doctor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But due to some unexpected changes and situations, i became an IT pro-to-be. I dun regret tat i chose IT cos it's wat i love to do, besides being a doc. I love it except programing. ;D Cos i aint a programming genius and i suck at programming. Plus I love being in SP cos in some other ways, I'm proud being an IT student from SP, not from any other poly. I love the way ppl look at up me whenever I said, I'm an IT student from Singapore Polytechnic (even thou SP sux.. only SP students noe it =D) So, for my future, i wanna be a network admin and wanna control all the network traffics and everything. I wanna control the whole network just under my hands. I wll work hard to get a lot of money, just so i can buy a one or two-storey house and a car. I m greedy cos i want to have 5 cars if there r 5 ppl in my house like BMW, mercedes, ferrari and Roll-royce. I'm a car crazy. I love those luxury cars and i would love to own at least one. I want a lot of money so tat i can buy wateva i want for me and for my parents. I want them to have a luxurious life they never have and once i own wat i need for me and for my paretns, i wanna do the charity thingy. I'd love to donate money or wateva things they need to the orphange, poor ppl, poor country, so on and so forth. If i relaly become a pyo-gyi like i said, I'll adopt one or two children, raise them like my own and i'll make wat's the best for them. =) I'll work hard, won't let them noe wat the hell realy is or wat life really is. I want them to have the best of the best. I won't let them suffer or i won't let them noe wat i've been thru. (aha, my future plan sounds crazy, eh?) Besides, as I LOVE to travel around, I will travel all around the world. I'll go to all the countries in the world and write all the interesting things, places and ppl and share wit everyone. I'll buy wateva things from those countries and display them in a room at my house cos there'll be a room and a living room to display the unique things from each country i have been. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dun care if i sound crazy or not cos i dun care wat ppl think. Ppl think wateva they like to think and they think from sense to non-sense like most of my friends. They think and they r sad. wat the hell is tat? they r just finding their own troubles. It's funny thou. By looking at them and staying wit them, I'm getting sick of thinking aldy. Tat's why i never think too much ahead. I think till a limit and stop after tat. I won't go further than tat cos no point - thinking too much ahead which u can't do anything abt. Tat' is why i always fight wit my friend cos he loves to think too much abt the future, whether it makes sense or not. He just thinks too much and it annoys me bloody much. It makes me wanna kill him for thinking too much. I hate him for tat. He's selfish, talkative and annoying. Plus he is a mr. bloody thinker and never listens wat i said. x( Whenever i think abt or write abt it, i really got mad and wanna kill him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh gosh! I feel like i got a lot write abt but it's 1225 in the morning and i have to get up in 5 hr time cos i have to go somewhere. =( So yeah even thou I'm really in mood to write abt the things in my mind for so long and would continue writing it if only i wouldn't have to wake up this early in the morning. I have to go to bed now. Actually, I'm tired and sleepy aldy cos i didn't take a single reeset the whole day. @_@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear.. nite nite :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-1375216290430045340?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1375216290430045340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1375216290430045340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1375216290430045340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1375216290430045340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-now-ive-read-my-previous-post-and_26.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-590178029290982912</id><published>2009-09-24T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:15:01.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness .. tada ~</title><content type='html'> Holiday is pretty long enuf tat I get bored aldy .. ;D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie.. alrite.. I worked at Shangrila for wks then, i went to malaysia (kl, melaka and cameron highland) and i was desperately in love wit cameron highland, which is more like May Myo, Taungyi, Ka law, Kyaing Tong and Maing la. I loved it! I loved every single day I spent in Cameron Highland. I LOVED IT! I loved every single building built in Cameron highland, all the fruits and veges and all the soft toys ^0^ I'm so madly in love with it. Even thou it was my second time visiting Cameron Highland, I loved this time more cos there were mist everywhere all the time (both day and nite) which remind me of the times I were in May Myo, Kyaing Tong and Maing La. I loved it!!! I just can't stop loving it..  I loved the hotel as well.. =D Even thou it aint a five star hotel or so, the room was so spacious, so  clean, tidy, well-planned? and everything is so neat and tidy ^^ Even thou the price was rocket-high and so was everything as it was a v v peak season for cameron highland, i still v much enjoyed it. If u have a chance to visit malaysia, u should definitely go there and u noe, look around and explore the nature. I love going around there, taking photos, plucking strawberries from plants by urself, wow loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i just got back to singapore yesterday and yeah still trying to figure out what i shall do next. =D  I can't work this wk as all the bookings r full aldy  &gt;.&lt;  and dun feel like hanging out today as I'm tired (of travelling after travelling for like 1 whole wk?  @_@ ). Anyway, I bloody miss my friends from singapore and everywhere. How I wish I could travel together wit them.. u noe then, this trip will be like a treasure to me. I miss my friends.. it's been almost 2 wk that I couldn't sms or talk to them. !_!  But I'm happy tat they miss me as well! kekeke ;D yes =D We gonna catch up each other again and u noe, girl talks blah blah blah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh on top of that, i had a serious fight wit one of my friends. =D He nagged me a lot for not contacting him (which is like 1+ day.. &gt;.&lt;) and I got sick and tired of his nagging. So i just dun reply his ph calls or emails or watsoeva. Damn i hate him seriously. Well, he's my friend so i love him. yes of cos.. but I dun like tat he nagged me this much. screw him. xD I hate him for nagging me, for being suck a weak jerk (he'd be bloody sad if he reads it.. xP), for not being so man as he was used to.. etc etc.. okie dun wanna talk bad abt him behind his back. I shall just tell him face to face. =D So ta khan yet here.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. yes, the results were out yesterday and I'm v much disappointed. &gt;.&lt; I wasn't hoping for a 'C' at all!!!  =| Now, i got C which pretty much pulled down my GPA. Damn =(  I'm really disappointed wit u teacher =(   =D I thought u r such a nice teacher yet u gave me a 'C'! =( I didn't really know tat a 'C' could pull down my GPA this much. Bloody hell =|   okie.. let's take a look from a positive side, aye? ;D I got 'A' for my 2 programming subjects and I'm v v satisfied. =D I love u teachers!! kekeke  And another A for a business subject which i thought I'd get a 'B' or a 'B+'. =D  So yes! I love tat teacher as well.. heheh he is the best! Maybe cos he loves me..I was always a good student in tat class, the one who's always on time, the one he knows me by name since the v first day so on and so forth.. hehe =D  and yes, i got what i thought i'd get for the other subjects as well. So the only thing that disappointed me is that 'C'! damn =(  So, it means my design sux  &gt;.&lt;  But wth, i got an 'A' for the first assignment and 'B's for the second and last assignments. =(  So i think I got a 'B' in the final exam and in the end, i got 'C'. Damn.. &gt;.&lt;  arghhhhh I try to get over this 'C' thing n' yet I still can't get over it. Even thou my friends and my cousins tried their best to cheer me up, I still can't get over.. =| They said u can try harder next sems and we can study together. If u have things to ask, u can ask my friends etc etc. I'm v grateful and pleased and happy but u noe .. =D Now, I'm thinking abt it and I feel down again.. damn last sem. screw last sem!! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh hmm.. my ma ma inzali said that i get slimmer but i dun think so. =D Cos I think i gain weight and i ate a lot while i was in malaysia. I love chinese and indian food from malaysia. =D  oh lala.. =D I'm so dying to get my driving license cos i wanna drive LEGALLY!! I wanna drive on the high way roads, or wherever we go! not just around the compound or some deserted high ways!  &gt;.&lt;  Dad knows, mom knows (tat's wat matters most) and I know tat I CAN drive even better than my mom, only tat she has a 10+ yr experience. =D  but nvm, all i need is a driving license and I can drive everywhere! Thanks to daddy for teaching me how to drive, both manually and automatically. But of cos, i love auto more. =D easy, meh? =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geezzzz I wanted to write more abt Cameron Highland, Abt Malay hari raya (which is like MM ta dinn kyut) and abt ko nitebat (as he got mad at me and aint talking to me anymore and can't find him anywhere at all.. So i'm gonna write sth sth so tat he won't mad at me anymore and hoping to talk wit him like b4..) and who else? oh yes abt my phoe phoe (fake, of cos) =D as i promised him tat I'd write abt him when I have time to write and wat else? no more i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh i need to go to a myat hman shop as usual my degree =|  it's getting worse and i can't even use my eyes for 24/7 like i used to.. =(  After using it up for like a few hrs, then i have to stop or else i get a v v v terrible headache, eye-ache and i feel like I'm sick.. =(  So yah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie it's time for my eyes to rest.. so tata everyone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even thou I aint around and online like i always used to, I miss all of u every time.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I may not keep in touch wit u for so long.. I may not talking to u for some time.. I may not sms u for quite a few times.. But believe me or not, I remember u all the time.. I remember u every single day .. U may not remember me.. But i always remember our old times.. being wit u.. telling u how much i love u how much i miss u even thou we met for like everyday..  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I really miss my old self and old times I shared wit the ones i love for life.. So, pls remember tat I remember u everyday.. tat I miss u all the time ~ I miss u  :* &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for those i love for those who's been wit me for long time ..  just miss u so much &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &lt;3 u ~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6666"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-590178029290982912?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/590178029290982912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=590178029290982912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/590178029290982912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/590178029290982912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/09/randomness-tada.html' title='randomness .. tada ~'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-6086799194056525929</id><published>2009-09-09T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:15:09.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty days</title><content type='html'>Things have been shit lately =|  i dunno wat exactly is wrong so tat everything turns out like this. So, the target is me, eh? What exactly did i do so tat I'm the one to be blamed afterall? What EXACTLY DID I DO? Am i tat horny? I've been trying my best and behave. Not any other girls in sg behave like dis. I dun drink, smoke, club or go out late or even i dun even go out everyday. So, is this a problem tat i dun go out everyday? Is it a problem tat i stay at home as much as i can? So, it's a problem, eh? I clean the room, i even clean the bathroom and toilet (for everyone's sake) even thou i dun want to. wat the hell is so wrong? they never say anything when i was doing the household thingy or the chores. There aint even a word. But when i stop doing things for like 2 or 3 days, then there comes a word tat I'm a lazybone. All i do is nothing but sitting in front of the computer. WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE TO WORK EVERYDAY SO TAT NO ONE WOULD TELL SHIT ABT ME? fuck off. fuck them. I aint their maid, hello!!!!!!!! fuck. I'm one of the residence in this house like them. If they dun do, then why the hell do i have to do? cos I'm a girl? cos i'm the youngest and the only student who has no stress and having the fuckin' fun life? Smiling all the time doesn't mean I'm having fun at skool. I have shits on my own as well. I juz dun wanna show everyone tat I'm having a shit life at skool or so wateva. Tat's why i put smile on my face whenever i go home. Is it tat wrong to do so? I put the smile cos i love them. I dn wanna make their days dim juz cos of my shitty problems. Cant they see it? Do they hate me tat much? If they really do, why dun they juz tell me straight? instead of creating things like dis? instead of making my mom unhappy all the time? I HATE YOU ALL .. WHY DO MY MOM AND I DESERVE STH LIKE THIS? they r not better than us, not even a bit. I won't complain if they r juz a bit better than us. we are way too much better than them and yet, they all r compalining abt the lil things i dun do. Everyday, Even thou i still manage to smile and laugh in front of them, whenever i go out alone, i cry.. i hate it i hate it i hate it .. I used to think ko gyi and his family r still my family no matter wat. But they never think this way. we r never their family, not even a bit. Plus they never treat me well. I used to take everything like nothing's bad. But i can't.. i can't anymore. It's just too painful. Tat's why this aint a home.. this is not where i belong. i hate them.. even thou they r my brothers, i seriously hate them. They r my brother, but they dun treat me like their sis .. all they do is to blame me. Tat's why i love to have brothers everywhere. Those brothers r way too much better than my biological brothers. I try to be strong in front of them cos i dun wanna show that I'm weak and i dun look like one. Tat's why i try to be strong. Tat's why i try to be happy. But after all this, m i so wrong to be strong? they think i can take wateva they said? HOw many times aldy i've been hurt cos of their selfish words? they r so self-centered, hate to say tat but yes, they r good to everyone but not to me. i hate them.. and i hate my sis-in-law also. I treat her like my biological sister but she never thinks tat way. She's even jealous when ko gyi bought me some dolls or shoes or anything. She has to get one if he buys me one. She's 8 YEARS OLDER THAN ME, yet she's still jealous of me? oh god.. wat did i do wrong? i rarely ask my bros to buy things for me. Cant they see it? Cant they see tat I'm a good sis? I usually cover for them whenever they go out late or dun come back home at nite. But they never do the same thing for me. I cover for them cos i dun want mom to worry but why can't they just do so? again, cos i'm a girl? oh i'm so sick and tired of this. I've been doing things and taking the pain inside of me cos I'm a girl. but they dun take me like one. They see me as a girl when they want me to clean all the mess or do the chorse and everything. All the other times, they see me as a boy who is strong, who smiles all the time, who laughs all the time, who never cries, who is bloody hell strong and like i dun have a heart to feel, like i dun have feelings at all. they never care abt me, dun y'all? i hate u.. seriously.. this is the first time i said, "I HATE YOU' cos i really do. They make my mommy cry and me. I HATE THEM .. how i wish i m a grown-up now wit a decent job.. Then, i can be away from them and never come back. I'll take my parents wit me and dun ever contact those bloody ppl. I bet they be happy so much. By the time i can be away from all of them, i swear i will never ever contact them again or visit them. Tat's it. I hate them bloody much. They make me feel the pain and they never care abt me. So, i'm gonna do the same once i'm away from them. I dun wanna live wit them anymore and i think they wish so too. I dun have a family like i used to think anymore. Now, my family is daddy, mommy and me, 3 of us only and tat's it. No one else. i want no one aldy. they r fuckin' selfish.. they r fuckin' aggressive... u fuckers. i hate u guys. I used to be good or at least , i try to be good and strong in front of you guys but no more.. i won't be good anymore. i hate u all from the bottom of my heart. deep down inside my heart, i feel like i'm in hell whenever i see one of ur faces. I hate'em so much &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-6086799194056525929?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6086799194056525929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=6086799194056525929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6086799194056525929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6086799194056525929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/09/shitty-days.html' title='shitty days'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5549499087133018877</id><published>2009-08-31T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:55:27.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday plans ...</title><content type='html'>Good Morning ppl =)  Long time no update here, eh? well yeah, as usual, I've been bz, shote, and lazy ;D so yes apparently, i couldn't find time to post things here. Anyway, my holiday has been started since last thursday and i've been planning well to spend my holiday usefully.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie.. first thing first, when my exam was over, I watched movies and spent time wit my cousin at her place.. till nite ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the v next morning, i went out wit ems (aka thar thar) and really had a great time. ^^ We were supposed to meet at 3 pm but we ended meeting up at 4 pm. Girls, eh? ;D We had a v v excellent lunch-er (sth like brunch, it's juz tat this one is lunch - dinner) &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; We talked, talked and talked, then went to cathay, watched final destination 4 in "3D" and it was v awesome, except the ending! By the time the movie ended, it was nite aldy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the next day, I went out wit my cousin too, u noe juz spending the time together while looking for a job and we did get a job. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I spent my time wit my beloved friend and had a good time as well.. ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, hehe, I was abt to write abt my holiday plans n' now i'm writing abt my days? okie! hehe =D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alritey.. my holiday plans! =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. gonna get a driving license asap (can't wait to drive a car legally!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. work (yes, I'm starting today aldy.. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. buy presents (for my beloved ones and for me, of cos! xD)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. hanging out wit all my chit chit buddies (which i've been doing since a few days ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. watching TONS of movies (started few weeks agoooooo ;D) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. if we go to langkawi for second time, hoping to stay at Westin resort =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. work, enjoy my holiday, going around, hanging out and doing things ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie dokie.. so, this is my plan so far and looks like I've been doing most of it aldy ;D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not bad, rite? ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, btw, Today is my first day of job!  =(  =D   excited, nervous and dunno wat. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrity..  outta here now..  =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahh love u alllllllllllllllllllllll :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a nice day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-5549499087133018877?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5549499087133018877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5549499087133018877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5549499087133018877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5549499087133018877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/holiday-plans.html' title='Holiday plans ...'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-6694175267394264501</id><published>2009-08-24T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:57:44.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>My v unique 19th Birthday ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 13px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23rd Aug 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ဒီေန႕ မိုး ၁၉ ႏွစ္တင္းတင္းျပည္႕ပါျပီ.. ၁၉ ႏွစ္ျပည္႕ေမြးေန႕ရဲ႕အစကေတာ႕ တကယ္႕ကို အံ႕အားသင္႕စရာနဲ႕ပဲ ျပည္႕ေနတာပါပဲ.. မထင္မွတ္တဲ႕သူဆီက မနက္ျဖန္မိုးေမြးေန႕ေနာ္ဆိုျပီး ေျပာတာၾကားရတယ္ (စေနေန႕က ဖုန္းဆက္ျပီးေျပာတာ) အခ်စ္ဆံုးသူငယ္ခ်င္းက မနက္ျဖန္ နင္႕ေမြးေန႕ေနာ္ဆိုျပီး ေျပာတယ္.. (စေနေန႕က အြန္လိုင္းမွာ ေတြ႕တာကိုး အၾကာၾကီး..) .. ျပီးေတာ႕ ည ၁၂ နာရီတိတိမွာ အခ်စ္ဆံုးငယ္သူငယ္ခ်င္းအုပ္စုက conference call ေခၚျပီး bday wish လုပ္ၾကပါတယ္.. ျပီးေတာ႕ ဟိုေျပာဒီေျပာနဲ႕.. အဲဒီ အခ်ိန္မွာပဲ facebook မွာ ခ်စ္ရတဲ႕သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြ တစ္ေယာက္ျပီးတစ္ေယာက္ bday wish လုပ္ၾကတာ ေတာ္ေတာ္မ်ားပါတယ္ (မထင္ထားမိခဲ႕ပါ အဲေလာက္မ်ားမယ္လို႕.. ) အဲဒါနဲ႕ တစ္ေယာက္ခ်င္းဆီကုိ ေက်းဇူးတင္ပါေၾကာင္း.. ျပန္ေျပာျပီးတဲ႕အဆံုးမွာ.. ၁နာရီေက်ာ္ေနျပီျဖစ္တဲ႕အတြက္ အိပ္ရာ၀င္ခဲ႕ပါတယ္..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;အဲဒါနဲ႕ မနက္၇နာရီေလာက္ တေရးႏိုးျပီး အိပ္ရာထဲျပန္အ၀င္မွာ အိမ္ေရွ႕ကေန တင္းေတာင္ တင္းေတာင္နဲ႕ အသံၾကားေတာ႕ .. ဟမ္ ေစာေစာစီးစီး ဘယ္သူမ်ားလဲေပါ႕ ဒီအခ်ိန္ အိမ္က ဘယ္သူမ်ား မွားထေနလဲေပါ႕ .. ဟိဟိ.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ စိတ္ထဲကေတာ႕ ေမၾကီးကို တမ္းတလိုက္မိတယ္.. ေအာ္ဒီေန႕ ငါ႕ေမြးေန႕ေရာက္ျပီပဲ.. ေမၾကီးတို႕ကို ဖုန္းဆက္ရင္ေကာင္းမယ္လို႕.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ အင္း ေစာေသးတယ္ ေနာက္ ၁၀ နာရီေလာက္မွပဲ ဆက္ပါေတာ႕မယ္ေလဆိုပီး အိပ္ရာေပၚ လွဲအခ် အိမ္ေရွ႕က ေမၾကီးအသံၾကားလို႕ ကမန္းကတန္း ကုန္းထ ျပီး အိမ္ေရွ႕အထြက္ ဟုတ္ပ.. ေမၾကီးရယ္ ကိတ္မုန္႕ဘူးေလးပိုက္ျပီး အိမ္ေရွ႕မွာ မတ္တတ္ရပ္ေနေလရဲ႕ !!!! အဲဒါနဲ႕ ဟာ မာမီ ဆိုပီးေတာ႕ ေမၾကီးဆီသြားျပီး ဖက္ ေမၾကီးက happy birthday သမီးေလးဆိုပီး ပါးေလးေပၚမွာ kissy ေလးေပး.. အရမ္းေပ်ာ္သြားတာပဲ.. အထူးသျဖင္႕ မိဘေတြကို ေတာင္႕တေနတဲ႕အခ်ိန္မွာ ဒီလိုမ်ိဳးေပၚလာေတာ႕ ဘယ္လိုေပ်ာ္မွန္းမသိဘူး.. ေပ်ာ္လြန္းလို႕ ျပန္ေတာင္အိပ္လို႕မရေတာ႕ဘူးး.. အိပ္ခ်င္စိတ္ေလးေတြလည္း ကြယ္ေပ်ာက္.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h3ml0ck.poemscorner.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" style="padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;မာမီတို႕က dim sum ၀ယ္လာေတာ႕ အဲဒါ ေကာ္ဖီနဲ႕ေသာက္.. ကိုၾကီးကလည္း နိုးေနျပီ.. အဲေတာ႕ ကိုေလးကို မရမကႏိုး မာမီက .. ျပီးေတာ႕ ကိုၾကီးက သမီးမ ကို သြားႏိုးလာတယ္ ေမၾကီးတို႕ကို ျပဖို႕ .. ျပီးေတာ႕ မိသားစု ငါးေယာက္ (သမီးမ အပါအ၀င္ ၆ ေယာက္) ထမင္းစားပြဲမွာ ထုိင္ျပီး စကားေျပာရင္းနဲ႕ မနက္စာစားၾကတယ္.. အၾကာၾကီးပဲ စကားေတြေျပာၾကတာ.. ျပီးေတာ႕ ဟာသေတြလည္းပါေတာ႕ ရယ္ရတာ ေစာေစာစီးစီး မ်က္ရည္ေတြေတာင္ ထြက္တယ္.. ေနာက္ေတာ႕ sis-in-law ႏိုးလာတယ္ she joined us အဲဒါနဲ႕ ေနာက္ ၉ နာရီေလာက္က်ေတာ႕ ပါပါးၾကီး.. ကိုၾကီးနဲ႕ ကိုေလးတို႕က လုပ္စရာေလးေတြ ရွိလို႕ ျမိဳ႕ထဲ ထြက္ၾကတယ္ .. sis-in-law လည္းပါသြားတယ္ ေမၾကီးနဲ႕ မိုးနဲ႕က NTUC သြားျပီး ေန႕လည္စာ အမ်ိဳးေတြကို ေက်ြးဖုိ႕သြား၀ယ္တယ္.. 2 roasted chicken, roasted pork ribs, fried kang kong and mushroom (by mommy), fried tampura prawn (by mommy), fish head curry, fried cauliflowers&lt;br /&gt;(by mommy) and drinks and fruits ေပါ႕ ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;၁ နာရီ ၀န္းက်င္ေလာက္မွာ အမ်ိဳးေတြေရာက္လာတယ္.. =) ဒါေပမယ္႕ ပါပါးၾကီးတို႕ျပန္မေရာက္လာေသးလို႕ တူတူစားမယ္ဆိုျပီး ေစာင္႕ေနတဲ႕အခ်ိန္ ေနာက္ေတာ႕ စားႏွင္႕ဆိုျပီး ထမင္းပြဲျပင္ခ်ိန္မွာ ဘယ္နားမွာလဲလို႕ ဖုန္းဆက္လိုက္ေတာ႕ woodlands exit 10 မွာတဲ႕.. ေနာက္က ကားက ၀င္ၾကံဳးလိုက္လို႕ အခု ရဲကိုေခၚျပီး ေစာင္႕ေနတာတဲ႕.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ ေမၾကီးကို ေျပာလိုက္ စိတ္ပူမေနနဲ႕လို႕တဲ႕… လူေတြအားလံုးဘာမွမျဖစ္ဘူးတဲ႕.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ အိ္မ္မွာ ရွိတဲ႕လူေတြကိုေျပာလိုက္ေတာ႕ အားလံုးက မ်က္လံုးျပဴးကုန္တယ္ ဘာျဖစ္လို႕လဲေပါ႕.. ဘယ္သူေမာင္းတာလဲေပါ႕.. ဘယ္သူမွားတာလဲေပါ႕.. ေမၾကီးဆိုသနားပါတယ္ ထမင္းေတာင္ မစားႏိုင္ဘူး.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ အားလံုးကို ထမင္းလာစားေပါ႕.. အရင္ ထမင္းေက်ြး.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ ျပီးလည္းျပီးေရာ ဦးေလးနဲ႕ အစ္မရဲ႕ ရည္းစားက ကားနဲ႕လိုက္သြားတယ္ .. ပါပါးတို႕ွရွိတဲ႕ေနရာကို .. အေျခအေနေလး သိရေအာင္ဆိုျပီးေတာ႕.. အိမ္မွာက ဖုန္းေတြဆက္.. ဘာျဖစ္တာလည္း ဘာညာနဲ႕.. ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ၄ နာရီေလာက္ ကိုၾကီးနဲ႕ sis-in-law တို႕ အစ္မကားနဲ႕ အိမ္ျပန္ေရာက္လာတယ္.. အိမ္ကကားကေတာ႕ ေမာင္းလို႕ေတာင္မရေတာ႕ဘူးတဲ႕ အတိုက္ခံလိုက္ရတာ.. သူတို႕ ၂ေယာက္ၾကည္႕ရတာလန္႕ျပီး ျပန္လာတယ္.. ကိုၾကီးဆိုတာ ရယ္ေတာင္ မရယ္ႏုိင္ေတာ႕ဘူး.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ ေမးၾကည္႕ေတာ႕ ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BKE မွာ ..&lt;br /&gt;ကိုၾကီးတို႕က အလယ္ lane မွာ ေမာင္းတာ.. အဲဒီ suzuki swizz က ညာဘက္ lane မွာ ေမာင္းတာ.. အဲဒါကို ဘယ္လိုျဖစ္လည္း မသိဘူး အဲဒီကားက ေနာက္ဘက္ ညာတံခါးကိုလာေစာင္႕ေတာ႕ ကားက ေဘးေစာင္းၾကီးျဖစ္သြားျပီး ဆက္ေရြ႕ေနတယ္ (အရွိန္နဲ႕ေမာင္းေနတာဆိုေတာ႕) အဲဒီကားက ၾကေတာ႕ ကားကိုလာေစာင္႕ျပီး သူက မိုးေပၚမွာ ၂ပတ္သံုးပတ္ လည္ျပီး ျပန္လည္း က်လာေရာ အိမ္ကကားရဲ႕ ေရွ႕ေဘာနက္အေပၚတည္႕တည္႕ .. ကံေကာင္းလို႕ ကားေခါင္မိုးေပၚမက်တယ္.. က်ရင္ေတာ႕ မေတြး၀ံ႕စရာပဲ.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ ကားေရွ႕မွန္ ကြဲသြားတယ္.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ မွန္မံွုေသးေသးေလးေတြပဲ လူေပၚက်တယ္.. ကားေရွ႕ေဘာနက္တစ္ခုလံုးခ်ိဳင္႕သြားတယ္.. ညာဘက္ဘီးကြဲသြားတယ္ .. ညာဘက္က တံခါး ၂ခုလံုးခ်ိဳင္႕သြားတယ္.. ဘယ္ဘက္က ေရွ႕တံခါးလည္း ကားပိျပီး ခ်ိဳင္႕သြားတယ္.. ကားက ဆက္ေမာင္းလို႕မရေတာ႕ဘူး.. ဘီးကြဲသြားေတာ႕ .. =( ဟိုကားကေတာ႕ ကားေရွ႕ေဘာနက္ေပၚက်ျပီး လမ္းေပၚထပ္ျပဳတ္က်တယ္ ေဇာက္ထိုးၾကီး ပက္လက္ေလးလန္လို႕.. ျပီးလည္းျပီးေရာ အဲဒီကားထဲက ကားေမာင္းတဲ႕ေကာင္ေလး ေလးဘက္ေလးေထာက္ျပီး ထြက္လာျပီး ငိုေရာတဲ႕ ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ကားထဲက အဘိုးၾကီးကို ဆြဲထုတ္ျပီး i’m sry i’m sry လို႕ ဖက္ျပီး ငိုပီး ေျပာတယ္တဲ႕.. ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ambulance ေတြဘာေတြေရာက္လာျပီး ဘယ္သူေတြဘာျဖစ္ၾကလည္းေမးျပီး ေသြးေပါင္ေတြဘာေတြ ခ်ိန္ၾကည္႕ေတာ႕ ပါပါးက အေပၚေသြး ေအာက္ေသြး 160.. 100 ေတာင္ရွိတယ္တဲ႕ အားလံုးလန္႕သြားၾကတယ္.. တကယ္ရွုပ္ရွင္ထဲက လိုမ်ိဳးတဲ႕.. ကားရဲ႕ ေဘး ေနာက္နားေလးကို ၀င္တုိက္ေတာ႕ တိုက္ခံရတဲ႕ကားက ေဘးတိုက္တေစာင္းၾကီးျဖစ္သြားျပီး တိုက္တဲ႕ကားက ေလထဲေျမာက္ျပီး ေနာက္ေတာ႕ အဲဒီတုိက္ခံရတဲ႕ကားေပၚျပန္ျပဳတ္က်တာ.. တကယ္သာ မိုးလည္း ကားထဲမွာ ပါသြားခဲ႕ရင္ ေတာ္ေတာ္လန္႕သြားမွာပဲ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ဒါေပမယ္႕ ကံေကာင္းတာကေတာ႕ ကားႏွစ္စီးလံုးကလူေတြ တစ္ေယာက္မွ ဘာမွမျဖစ္တာပါ.. ကားကိုစလာတိုက္ေတာ႕ sis-in-law ကကိုၾကီးဖက္ကို ေရာက္သြားတယ္တဲ႕ ကိုၾကီးက ခါးေလးအဲတုန္းက နည္းနည္းနာသြားတယ္တဲ႕ ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ကားေရွ႕မွန္က အမွုန္ေလးေတြက ေရွ႕ခန္းမွာ ထုိင္တဲ႕ ကိုေလးနဲ႕ ပါးၾကီးလက္ေပၚက်ေတာ႕ နည္းနည္းယားတယ္တဲ႕.. ျပီးေတာ႕ တစ္ခ်ိဳ႕ မွန္ေသးေသးေလး တစ္ခ်ိဳ႕ လာဆူးတာကို ဆြဲႏွုတ္လိုက္ေတာ႕ ဘာမွမျဖစ္ေတာ႕ပါဘူးတဲ႕.. ဟိုဖက္ကားေပၚက ၁၈ႏွစ္ေကာင္ေလးနဲ႕ အဘိုးၾကီးလည္း ဘာမွမျဖစ္ဘူးတဲ႕ .. ေတာ္ေတာ္ကံေကာင္းတာေနာ္.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ရဲေတြေရာက္လာတယ္.. ဆိုင္တာေတြေမး.. ျပီးေတာ႕ လမ္းရွင္းတဲ႕သူေတြေရာက္လာတယ္တဲ႕ ကားႏွစ္စီးလံုးကေမာင္းလို႕မရေတာ႕လို႕ (ဟိုကားလည္း ေၾကေနတာပဲ.. ) ဆြဲတဲ႕ကားေရာက္လာတယ္.. ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ပါပါးၾကီးနဲ႕ ကိုေလးတို႕က ရဲစခန္းသြားျပီး လုပ္စရာေတြလုပ္ form ျဖည္႕စရာရွိတာေတြျဖည္႕ .. ျပီးေတာ႕ insurance company နဲ႕ေျပာ.. ဘာညာဘာညာ လုပ္ပီး ညဘက္၈နာရီေလာက္မွ အိမ္ျပန္ေရာက္လာပါေတာ႕တယ္.. ႏွစ္ေယာက္လံုးလည္း ပင္ပန္းေနလိုက္ၾကတာ.. သနားပါတယ္ အဲဒါနဲ႕ ညစာထမင္းေလးေၾကြး.. အေအးေလးဘာေလးတိုက္ ပါပါးၾကီးကို ႏွိပ္ေပး အဲဒါနဲ႕ အခုေတာ႕ ပါပါးၾကီး အိပ္ေနျပီ.. ကိုေလးကေတာ႕ တီဗီၾကည္႕ေနတယ္..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ေမၾကီးလည္း သနားပါတယ္.. အဲဒီကား accident ျဖစ္တယ္လို႕ ၾကားတဲ႕ ၁ နာရီ၀န္းက်င္ေလာက္ကတည္းက ထမင္းေတာင္ မစားႏိုင္ေတာ႕ဘူး.. ေနာက္ ကိုၾကီးတို႕ ျပန္လာမွ ထမင္းနည္းနည္းပဲ စားတယ္.. ေနာက္ ကိုၾကီး မေလးရွားျပန္သြားမွ ေကာ္ဖီေလးနဲ႕ မုန္႕ေလးနည္းနည္းနဲ႕ ထပ္စားတယ္.. ေနာက္ ပါးၾကီးတို႕ ျပန္လာမွ ထမင္းနည္းနည္းစားတယ္ ညစာေပါ႕.. သူ႕ခင္မ်ာ စိတ္အရမ္းပူသြားရွာတယ္.. oh my poor mommy =( :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ကံေကာင္းတာကေတာ႕ ဘယ္သူမွ ဒဏ္ရာမရတာရယ္.. သမီးမကို ဒီေန႕အျပင္သြားတာကို ေခၚမသြားမိတာရယ္ (လူၾကီးေတြေတာင္ ဒီေလာက္လန္႕သြားတာ.. ကိုေလးဆို ဆုိင္ကယ္စီးခ်င္တယ္လို႕ေတာင္မေျပာေတာ႕ဘူး.. ဟင္႕အင္း ဆိုင္ကယ္လိုခ်င္ေတာ႕ဘူးတဲ႕.. ) ကားကို ျပင္ေပးမွာရယ္ .. ေနာက္ ျပင္ေပးတဲ႕ period မွာ ကားအစားထိုးတစ္စီးေပးထားမယ္ဆိုတာပါပဲ….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;အဲဒါနဲ႕ပဲ ဒီေန႕ မိုးရဲ႕ေမြးေန႕လည္း အဆံုးသတ္ခဲ႕ပါတယ္.. ၁၉ႏွစ္ျပည္႕ေမြးေန႕ဟာ တကယ္႕ကို မေမ႕ႏိုင္စရာပါပဲ ကိုၾကီးတို႕ ကိုေလးတို႕ေရာပဲေပါ႕.. ဟီး.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;တစ္ခုေတာ႕ရွိတယ္ အားလံုးစိတ္ေတြပူ.. ရင္ေတြတုန္ .. ႏွလံုးေတြခုန္ၾကလို႕ ေမြးေန႕ကိတ္မုန္႕ေလးမခြဲျဖစ္ခဲ႕ပါဘူး.. မိုးလည္း ခြဲခ်င္ေတာ႕ပါဘူး.. အရမ္းရင္ခုန္လိုက္ရလုိ႕ပါ.. ဘာပဲျဖစ္ျဖစ္ေပါ႕.. ဒီေန႕ ၁၉ ႏွစ္ျပည္႕ေမြးေန႕မွာ ပါပါးနဲ႕ မာမီက မလာဘူးလို႕ေျပာေပမယ္႕ ေနာက္ေတာ႕လည္း သမီးေလးေမြးေန႕မို႕ သြားၾကရေအာင္ဆုိျပီး ရုပ္တရက္ၾကီး ခ်က္ခ်င္းေကာက္ထလာျပီး surprise လုပ္တာကိုလည္း သိပ္ေပ်ာ္ပါတယ္ ေမၾကီးကိုယ္တုိင္ ဟင္းေကာင္းေကာင္းနဲ႕ အမ်ားၾကီး ခ်က္ေက်ြးတာကိုလည္းး သိပ္ေပ်ာ္ပါတယ္.. အိမ္မွာ မိုးခ်စ္တဲ႕ မိသားစုေလး စံုစံုညီညီရွိျပီး အမ်ိဳးေတြပါ လာတာကိုလည္း သိပ္ေပ်ာ္ပါတယ္.. ကား accident ျဖစ္သြားေပမယ္႕ အားလံုး ဘာမွမျဖစ္သြားတာကိုလည္း သိပ္ေပ်ာ္ပါတယ္.. (မနက္က ဘုရားဆြမ္းေတာ္ကပ္.. ဘုရားပန္းလဲ.. ဘုရားရွိခိုး ဆုေတာင္းတာေၾကာင္႕လည္း effect ျဖစ္တယ္လို႕ ထင္ပါတယ္.. ဘုရားကာကြယ္ေစာင္႕ေရွာက္တယ္လို႕လည္း ထင္မိပါတယ္. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last but not least, မနက္ ၀ နာရီကေန ည ၂၄ နာ၇ီအထိ မျပတ္ပဲ ေမြးေန႕ wish လုပ္ေပး (ဖုန္းနဲ႕တစ္မ်ိဳး.. facebook ကေနတစ္ဖံု.. gmail ကေနတစ္မ်ိဳး.. လူကိုယ္တိုင္တစ္မ်ိဳး.. ) .. အမွတ္တရ မေမ႕ႏုိင္တဲ႕လက္ေဆာင္ေပးခဲ႕သူ သူငယ္ခ်င္းအားလံုးကို ေက်းဇူးတင္ပါတယ္ရွင္.. တကယ္႕ကို မေမ႕ႏုိင္တဲ႕ ေန႕ေလးတစ္ေန႕ကုိ ရခဲ႕လို႕ပါ.. မိုးရဲ႕ ေဖေဖနဲ႕ ေမေမကိုလည္း သိပ္ေက်းဇူးတင္တာပဲ.. ဒီလိုမအားလပ္တဲ႕ၾကားထဲက မိုးေမြးေန႕မုိ႕ဆိုျပီး အပင္ပန္းခံလာခဲ႕ပီး.. စိတ္ေရာလူပါပင္ပန္းသြားခဲ႕ၾကတယ္ I’m so touched.. အားလံုး.. အားလံုးပါ.. သိပ္ေက်းဇူးတင္ပါတယ္ရွင္.. တကယ္ကို ေပ်ာ္ရြင္ခဲ႕ပါတယ္.. စိတ္ခ်မ္းသာခဲ႕ပါတယ္.. ၁၉ ႏွစ္ရဲ႕ ပထမဆံုးေန႕သစ္ကို ဒီလို ခံစားေပ်ာ္ရြင္သြားေအာင္ လုပ္ေပးတဲ႕အတြက္ အားလံုးကို သိပ္ေက်းဇူးတင္ပါတယ္ရွင္..even thou there was an accident ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;တကယ္.. တကယ္ကို မေမ႕ႏုိင္တဲ႕ ေန႕ေလးပါရွင္ .. =)&lt;br /&gt;My v unique 19th Birthday ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moe aka h3mlock&lt;br /&gt;23rd Aug 2009&lt;br /&gt;2300++ hrs&lt;br /&gt;19th Birthday &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-6694175267394264501?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6694175267394264501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=6694175267394264501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6694175267394264501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6694175267394264501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-v-unique-19th-birthday.html' title='My v unique 19th Birthday ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5571131286569858161</id><published>2009-08-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:21:13.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday ME!! My 19th Birthday ^0^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family: Arial, sans-serif;padding-top: 4px;padding-right: 4px;padding-bottom: 4px;padding-left: 4px;height: auto;font-size: 13px;margin-top: 0px;margin-right: 0px;margin-bottom: 0px;margin-left: 0px;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);background-image: initial;background-repeat: initial;background-attachment: initial;-webkit-background-clip: initial;-webkit-background-origin: initial;width: auto;background-position: initial initial;"&gt;woohoo I'm officially 19 now and hard to believe tat I AM 19!!  =P &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm happy and so so so glad to know that there are many ppl out there love me! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe alrity.. it's 1:18 AM now =D so yah time for me to go to bed and have a good good sleep =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;update about my 19th birthday later ~ ;)  muahh :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love u alllllllll :* muah muah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cannot tell how happy i m now ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mite be one of the happiest ppl on the world now! ;P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kekeke nite nite :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-5571131286569858161?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5571131286569858161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5571131286569858161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5571131286569858161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5571131286569858161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-me-my-19th-birthday-0.html' title='Happy Birthday ME!! My 19th Birthday ^0^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2819237994512549269</id><published>2009-08-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:12:42.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>long time no post here ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic'; color: rgb(53, 113, 183); font-size: 12px; "&gt;As usual, I've been bz wit my last assignments and exam. Yes! My final exam starts on coming monday! =((  I kinda hate skool actually, not only cos it's so so so far from my house but also cos of some bloody friends in class. I hate it when they leave all the assignments to me while they r studying hard for the final exam and so, i dun have enuf time to study well for the final exam? =|  it's sick! I noe i m complaining and everything but can't help it u noe. They r so damn selfish and i noe i m too. It's juz not rite .. okie.. wat shall i say? many things or too lil' things happen? I dunno i mean my life has been brightened up cos of my friends, of cos. =) But then, juz cos of some sh*ts, i feel quite dull. =[  I noe i shouldn't be bothered wit them or so wateva. But when I aint studying, sleeping or being wit my friends, these stupid thoughts run thru my mind and bother me a lot a lot! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, btw why do some ppl think tat every blog should have some comments or anything? I dun really get it. Cos for me, i blog cos i want to. I blog cos i wanna write how i feel and everything. I used to have a book where i wrote when i feel sad or wateva. But then, after getting so so familiar wit computer and as I'm so good at typing, i aint juz get used to books anymore. Tat's why i blog online. It saves time and as i use computer most of the time, blogging seems like more suitable for me. Tat's y i blog. I've been blogging for like almost 3 yrs aldy. I dun care whether i get comments or not or anything. Plus not many ppl even know tat i blog as i dun advertise and dun tell them meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same thing goes for twitter also. I twitter cos it's convient. When i feel like sh*t and suddenly, when there's no one around me to talk to, i can sms to twitter and i feel better after tat. it's like I'm talking to twitter or sth. Kinda my psycho, eh? So, i dun really care whether i have any followers or not. I dun care. As long as it ease my loneliness or pain or watsoeva, I'll continue blogging (dun care whether if anyone read my blog or not) and twittering (dun care whether i have any followers or not.) Anyway, I wanna laugh out loud cos u noe those ppl who laugh at or complain abt not getting any comments from any one or not having any followers at twitter are those who always say, "Oh, i dun care what ppl think.. I do wat i want to do" blah blah blah. Why do they want comments from ppl or why they want followers at twitter or everywhere if they dun care wat ppl think or if they dun care abt ppl. Isn't it so funny? It's like ေျပာတဲ႕စကားမညီ တာ .. ကိုယ္ေျပာသလို မေနႏိုင္တာ.. well, a lo par pae i juz feel so funny and weird for them. :D  tat's y sometimes, i wanna look at their faces and laugh at them and ask them why the hell u keep complaining and everything. :D  But i never do and i never will cos i dun want any enemies and i aint good at rebutting. =|  I can't rebut no matter if i'm rite or wrong. I can't talk properly. =|  Tat's the main problem actually. :D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, it's good to be friends wit ur type. =)  We share the same interest, same things, similar brain :D similar thinkings, even then, we like the same food and coffee! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We study together even thou we all love to be at home :D, we talk, we play around, share the feelings and everything. ^^ Tat's great. Now i noe tat i dun need so many friends cos u can't share everything wit everyone. U can't tell how u feel frankly to everyone. But wit my closest friends, at most 5, 6, i can tell them anything and we tell each other everything. =)  So, whenever i'm sad or depressed or anything, they cheer me up and make me smile! ^^ love them =)  Of cos, i have those from pc as well, especially ko harry and ko chiron. =)  :*   and the rest of cos =)  Plus my classmates yes, =) she is also the same type. =D  We share the answers, or we share the tasks. If she does this, i do this and then, we combine. =)  Well sth like tat lah   xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, good morning ppl.. wake up around 7+ as i got sms from hhw. So, it woke me up and then around 8+, got sms from ko gyi saying things blah blah. Around 830+, got a ph call from my friend and this time, i had to get up from my bed. I can't be lazy anymore. :D  After talking wit him for like 1 hr, then i was totally awake. So, brushed my teeth, washed my face, etc. When i was talking to him, he reminded me to study hard as the exam is on monday. Then i was like wat hmm oh okie yeah =(  i have to study hard. wat is wrong wit me? even thou the exam is juz around the corner, i aint really excited. I mean i am nervous and it's juz not rite..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alritey.. Haven't posted anything here for like long time aldy and there're many things in my mind. At least, i've now posted some and feel better. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahh :* love u love me we r one  =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15th Aug 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2819237994512549269?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2819237994512549269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2819237994512549269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2819237994512549269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2819237994512549269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-post-here.html' title='long time no post here ~'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2183220602387468910</id><published>2009-08-05T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:30:43.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>v first time crying like dis.. ညေန assignment လုပ္ျပီး အိ္မ္ျပန္ေတာ႕ ကို္ၾကီးဆီက ဖုန္းလာတယ္.. ေဖၾကီးနဲ႕ ေမၾကီးစကားမ်ားျပီးေတာ႕ ေဖၾကီးက သူ႕ဆီမွာ လာေနတယ္တဲ႕ ခဏေနရင္ ေရာက္ေတာ႕မယ္တဲ႕ ဖုန္းဆက္လာတယ္တဲ႕ .. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;စိတ္ေတာ္ေတာ္ေလသြားတယ္.. ေတာ္ေတာ္လည္း စိတ္ညစ္သြားတယ္.. ေတာ္ေတာ္လည္း ၀မ္းနည္းတယ္..  ဒီေလာက္ တစ္ခါမွ ေဖၾကီးနဲ႕ ေမၾကီး ရန္မျဖစ္ဖူးဘူး ျဖစ္လည္း ခဏပဲ ျပန္တည္႕သြားတာ.. ဒီလိုမ်ိဳး သြားတာမ်ိဳးရွိဘူး.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ ရထားေပၚမွာေတာင္ မ်က္ရည္ေတြ က်လာလို႕ မနည္းထိန္းထားရတယ္.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ အိမ္ေရာက္ေတာ႕ ေမၾကီးကို ဖုန္းေခၚျပီး ဘယ္လိုျဖစ္တာလဲေပါ႕..  ဒါေပမယ္႕ ဖုန္းေျပာေနရင္း ၀မ္းနည္းလာျပီး   ရွုိက္ၾကီးတငင္ ငိုမိသြားလို႕ ဖုန္းကို ေျပာေနရင္းနဲ႕ ခ်ျပီး ငိုတာ.. အၾကာၾကီးပဲ..  အခုတေလာ စာေတြမ်ား.. စာေတြမျပီး.. စာေတြမရလို႕ စိတ္ညစ္ေနတာလည္း ပါမလားပဲ..  အခုလည္း ငိုေနျပန္ျပီ.. တစ္ခါမွ အခုလို မငိုဖူးဘူး အခု ရွုဳိက္ၾကီးတငင္ပဲ..  လည္ပင္းေတာင္ နာတယ္..  ေမၾကီးက အခုေလးတင္ ဖုန္းျပန္ဆက္လာတယ္.. ငိုေနတုန္းပဲလားတဲ႕  ေမၾကီး အသံၾကားေတာ႕ ပိုေတာင္ငိုခ်င္ျပီး ငိုခ်လိုက္ျပန္ေရာ..  ေမၾကီးက ေျပာတယ္ အဆင္ေျပသြားမွာပါတဲ႕ ခါတိုင္းလည္း စကားမ်ားေနၾကပဲတဲ႕ ျပန္ေျပာလိုက္ခ်င္တာ ဒါေပမယ္႕ ေမၾကီးတို႕ တစ္ခါမွ ဒီေလာက္ အေျခအေနမဆိုးဖုးဘူးလို႕ ..  ဒါေပမယ္႕ ငိုေနေတာ႕ ဘာမွ ေျပာလို႕မရလိုက္ဘူး.. ဘာမွျပန္ေျပာလို႕မရေတာ႕ ေမၾကီးက အိမ္နားက တစ္ခုခု ညေနစာ ၀ယ္စားလိုက္အံုးတဲ႕ ေျပာျပီး  မိုး ဖုန္းခ်လိုက္တယ္..   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;သိပ္၀မ္းနည္းတာပဲ.. ဘယ္လို၀မ္းနည္းမွန္းကို မသိဘူး.. တစ္ခါမွလည္း ဒီေလာက္အၾကာၾကီး မငို္ဖူးဘူး.. ဒီေလာက္လည္း ၀မ္းမနည္းဖူးဘူး.. ပီးေတာ႕ ဒါက  ဒီလိုမ်ိဳးျဖစ္တာက ပထမဦးဆံုအၾကိမ္ျဖစ္တာဆိုေတာ႕ အရမ္းလည္း ၀မ္းနည္းတယ္.. စိတ္လည္းမေကာင္းဘူး... စိတ္လည္းပူတယ္.. အရမး္၀မ္းနည္းျပီး ငိုပဲငိုခ်င္ေနတယ္..အရမ္းပဲ ေၾကာက္လည္းေၾကာက္တယ္..  အရမး္လည္းစိတ္ပူတယ္..   ကိုေလးေျပာသလို ဒါမ်ိဳးက လင္မယားေတြၾကားမွ ျဖစ္တတ္တယ္ဆိုေပမယ္႕  ေဖၾကီးနဲ႕ ေမၾကီးအတြက္က ဒါပထမဦးဆံုးအၾကိမ္.. အိမ္ေထာင္သက္ ၂၈ ရွိလာမွ ျဖစ္တာၾကီး..  သိပ္ေၾကာက္တာပဲ.. အရမ္း၀မ္းနည္းပီး မ်က္ရည္ေတြ စြတ္က်ျပီး.. တဟ္ီးဟီးနဲ႕ပဲ ငိုေနတယ္..   သက္သာမလားလို႕ ဒီမွာ လာေရးမိတာ .. မသက္သာတဲ႕အျပင္ ပိုေတာင္ ငိုမိေသးတယ္.. ၄၅ မိနစ္ေလာက္ေတာင္ ရွိျပီ ငိုေနတာ.. အရမး္၀မ္းနည္းတယ္.. တစ္ခါမွ ဒီလိုမခံစာဖူးဘူး.. ဘယ္သူနဲ႕မွလည္း ဖုန္းမေျပာရဲဘူး.. ဘယ္သူ႕ကိုမွလည္း အဆက္အသြယ္မလုပ္ရဲဘူး အရမ္းကို ေအာ္ျပီး ငိုမိမွာစိုးလို႕ .. အငိုမတိတ္ေတာ႕မွာစိုးလို႕ ..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;၀မ္းနည္းလိုက္တာ.. i feel so unsecure   Never thought sth like this would happened .. and never thought I can cry like this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;လက္ေတြတုန္ျပီး လက္ေတြ က်င္ျပီး ေခါင္းတစ္ခုလံုးက်င္ပီး..  က်င္စက္နဲ႕တို႕ထားတလိုမ်ိဳးျဖစ္ေနတယ္.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel terrible &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2183220602387468910?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2183220602387468910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2183220602387468910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2183220602387468910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2183220602387468910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/v-first-time-crying-like-dis.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-7533408502381743140</id><published>2009-08-02T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:53:45.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got a call from mama juz now and glad to hear how happy they r now.. ~ &lt;div&gt;Daddy, mommy and ko gyi r now celebrating ko gyi's 27th Birthday at Penang and happy to hear tat daddy and mommy like tat restaurtant so much. =)  They deserve sth like tat. Mommy juz called me wat they r having now and told me tat tat is their first time dining at such restaurant. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yah..  I'm hoping to go eat there next time when i go there and umm hoping to celebrate my belated 19th birthday here at sg at the end of this mth. Anyway, I'm happy to hear mommy's voice at a time like dis (geez, I feel like crying so much rite now .. how i wish my tears juz drop or watsoeva u noe.. ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well wateva will be will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, Happy Birthday Ko Gyi. May u be happy, healthy and wealthy with ur family  =)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love u .. :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-7533408502381743140?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7533408502381743140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=7533408502381743140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7533408502381743140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7533408502381743140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-call-from-mama-juz-now-and-glad-to.html' title=''/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8029231569295571399</id><published>2009-08-02T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:42:43.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>crying .. a lot, i think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic'; color: rgb(53, 113, 183); font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel down quite a lot this week. So, i watched quite a number of movies hoping to feel better. But unlike the other times, most of the time I cried while watching those movies. I cried when i watched " a walk to remember, the notebook, raise ur voice" and a lot more.. i kinda even shed a tear or so when i was watching "Haunting in Connecticut". Funny, rite? It's not like I cried so hard like shite kyee ta ငင္  but stiill, i shed a few tears, hugging my polar bear. I noe it sounds so funny and weird or wateva.. I never felt sth like dis and it really is pulling me down. Even thou there're ppl who cheer me up, i feel down again when they aint wit me.. It's not like i want to cry or wateva u noe it's juz tears juz come down automatically and i can't seem to stop them.. AND i think the thing is, I think, I'd feel better if i could just cry out loud like the other girls. AND the problem is I dun cry .. i mean not automatically. I can think of some v v sad things but I dun even shed a tear. So yah, i have to watch some sad movies or so to cry or yeah sth like tat. Geez how i wish i could just u noe cry like other ppl or girls, at least. So, now, if i want to cry, i have to find watch some romantic or drama movies so tat i can cry out loud.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;argh frustrating, actually. And i dunno wat i've juz written now.. Dunno whether it makes sense or sound foolish or wateva. yeah wateva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;juz felt like writing watsoeva is in my mind now and i feel better now thou .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-8029231569295571399?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8029231569295571399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8029231569295571399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8029231569295571399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8029231569295571399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/crying-lot-i-think.html' title='crying .. a lot, i think'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-6505631337965091826</id><published>2009-08-02T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:40:18.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'> oh umm.. the only funny and good thing is tat my listening improves a lot. Cox no matter whether it's an american or british accent, i understand clearly without a doubt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. trying to lighten up myself a bit xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-6505631337965091826?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6505631337965091826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=6505631337965091826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6505631337965091826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/6505631337965091826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4638102561404246487</id><published>2009-07-30T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:02:26.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad me</title><content type='html'>bad bad me, moe cos ညေန ၇ ၀န္းက်င္ေလာက္က သူငယ္ခ်င္းတစ္ေယာက္က ဖုန္းဆက္ေခၚလို႕ အြန္လိုင္းေပၚေရာက္လာတယ္ ျပီးေတာ႕ သူ႕ကို အျမင္ကတ္ပုဒ္မနဲ႕ ဒရမ္မာေပးလိုက္တာ အကယ္ဒမီရေလာက္တယ္.. ဟိဟိ  :D  ဟုတ္ပ.. သိပ္ၾကည္႕လို႕မရပါ...  သူ႕ဟာသူလုပ္ခ်င္တာလုပ္ ေျပာစကားနားမေထာင္ပဲနဲ႕  ဘလာဘလာဘလာ .. ပီးေတာ႕မွ မွားပါတယ္လို႕ ဘာတို႕လာလုပ္ေနတာနဲ႕  သိပ္ၾကည္႕လို႕မရတာနဲ႕ နည္းနည္းေလာက္ ခ်ိဳသာစြာနဲ႕ (စကားနာထုိးတာ. )ေၾကြသြားလား သိ၀ူးး ကြိ  ကုိယ္႕ဟာကိုေတာ႕ ေတာ္ေတာ္ ေလသြားတယ္ ေအာ္ ငါေတာ္ေတာ္ ဆိုးပါလားဆိုျပီးေတာ႕ (သူသာေတြ႕ရင္ေတာ႕ လူကို သတ္ခ်င္မလားပဲ.. ကံေကာင္းတယ္ အျပင္မွာ မဟုတ္ဘူးျဖစ္သြားလို႕.. ခိခိ)   နင္ဘာျဖစ္တယ္ ဘာလုပ္ေတာ႕ ဘာျဖစ္တယ္ ဘာညာဘာညာေပါ႕ေနာ္  နည္းနည္းပါးပါး မလြန္တလြန္ေလး ဒရမ္မာေပးလိုက္တာ ဆြတ္ဆတ္ျပီးေတာ႕ကို ေတာင္းပန္ေတာ႕တာပဲ.. ဟီး .. မွားသြားတယ္ေပါ႕ ဘလာဘလာ  ဟီး.. ဆိုးလိုက္တဲ႕ မိုး.. :D အစကေတာ႕ ေကာင္းေကာင္းေလးေျပာမလို႕ပါပဲ  ေနာက္ေတာ႕မွ ခ်ဥ္လာတာနဲ႕  ရုပ္တည္ၾကီးနဲ႕လည္း ေဟာက္.. ဒရမ္မာလည္း ၀င္ပစ္လိုက္တာ ဘာေျပာေကာင္းမလဲ ကိုယ္႕ဟာကိုယ္ကို ဖမ္းျပီးေတာ႕ကို အကယ္ဒမီေပးပစ္လိုက္တာ ငါကြ.. :P   ေသခ်ာတယ္ ေနာက္ဆို ဖုန္းဆက္မေခၚေတာ႕ဘူး လူကို.. :P ဟိဟိ  နားေအးတယ္ကြယ္ =D  မေတြ႕ေအာင္ေရွာင္ရတာေပါ႕..  =D  anyway, i feel bad thou cos i noe tat it was a bad thing to do..  to say some non-sense like dat to make the other person feel sry .. I noe tat's y I'm writing it here .. feeling bad .. guilty and half-happy :D  (devil MEEEEEEEE) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie.. enuf of it.. gotta finish the assignment!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muah :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-4638102561404246487?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4638102561404246487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4638102561404246487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4638102561404246487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4638102561404246487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-bad-me.html' title='bad bad me'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-7439137454826212579</id><published>2009-07-30T06:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:27:29.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daily Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Every morning, I wake up 2 hrs b4 the class starts. Get the calls, wash my face, brush my teeth, take shower, perpare to go to skool and go to skool. Most of the time, I can't get a seat on MRT. So, have to stand up all the way to skool and thoughts come thru my mind..  Get to skool, meet up with friends who i want to or dun want to. Sit in the class, switch on my lappy, check my emails, read if there's any news announcement on blackboard, half or full-listen wat the lecturers are trying to explain. Get the calls, sms and go for the lunch when the clock strikes 12. Mostly, the foodcourt is so crowded and have to find a seat like 10-20 mins. Then, have lunch.. go to ladies and go to next class again. Switch classes one after another. After classes, If i aint goin' anywhere, I go straight back home ^^. If I'm meeting wit my friends or if I'm going to movies or If I'm going out, I have fun and go back home after those. Change my clothes, play wit baby ma for a lil' while, do wat i need to do such as laundary, cleaning the room, so on and so forth. After tat as I'm so tired, around 12 I go to bed wit my polar bear. ^^   During the day, I'll be online for a few minutes juz to see who's online and who's not or when i'm asked to be online. From time to time, I talk with my friends, go crazy with my assignments and tests, pick up the calls and everything, sms to whom i want to, meet up wit other friends and go out, have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, tat's how my life's been lately and v emotional lately. My mood has been up and down and dunno wat's wrong. Cannot compose a poem, cannot create melody even tho I have my own lyrics. Even thou I really miss my v close online friends, I juz dun have time to chat with them like b4. My time is totally occupied and I hate it. And I dream a lot during these days. Dreams r kinda weird and whenever I woke up, I feel like as thou they were real and sth like dat, getting on my nerves. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anyway, only 4 more weeks to get out from this routine and I'm SOOO looking forward to my holiday ^^ .. Thinking of how i'll spend this holiday =)  and I have plans  :D  yesh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Btw, Good Morning  =)  Love to see ppl around me  ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-7439137454826212579?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7439137454826212579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=7439137454826212579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7439137454826212579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/7439137454826212579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-daily-life.html' title='My Daily Life'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5719909455225989435</id><published>2009-07-26T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:20:49.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days days days</title><content type='html'>oh I'm super duper tired today.. it was so crowded and it made me so dizzy.. I lost my place as well =[  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, anyway, I've been stressed and depressed a lot mainly cos of the assignments  =(   and partly cos of cos of cos offffffff                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh boy i dun wanna talk abt it.. makes me so angry and fed up and every bad thing u could ever imagine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yah,.. anyhow, after havin' so much fun today and realizing tat I'm still the lucky person no matter wat, I'm relieved and feelin' better now. =P  kwi :D  So, all i have to do now is to concentrate on my studies again and make my papa and mama proud ^^   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have them.. i have him.. i have her and i need no more aldy =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love u, u love me, we r one big family  =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kwikwi :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nite 8 chin p kwal.. :D ko maw p.. =D  *yawn*   ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muah :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-5719909455225989435?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5719909455225989435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5719909455225989435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5719909455225989435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5719909455225989435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/days-days-days_26.html' title='days days days'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4335425188659258726</id><published>2009-07-21T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:27:29.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol I'm out of my mind! =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;heheheh Cannot believe tat I'm officially following &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(2, 20, 16);"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;alexander ludwig on twitter! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And searched about him and everything and his photos! =D  lolz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I, even me, find it hard to believe tat i AM googlin' everything abt him, his blog, his photos, his myspace everything!!!!!!!!!!!!! lolzzzzzzzzzzz :D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Think abt it... I feel pretty weird. =D  He's cute, cool, kinda hot.. but tat's not wat attracts me! LOL  gosh! m i out of my mind aldy??! to post such an ambarassed thing on my blog? ;D lolz yeah i guess i m! =D heh anyway, after watching "Race to witch mountain" and "the dark is raising" movies, he really got my attention so much so tat I even googled everything abt him.  ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;geez I'm really out of my mind.. and I shouldn't watch so many movies one at a time.. heh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, i guess may be cos I submitted my assignment wit satisfaction successfully even thou i got sick and everything..  heh tat's wat enlighten me, i think.  =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;okie dokie.. :D I aint sick anymore.. one of my assignments was submitted.. no .. nth at all and yes, I FEEL so good! weeheheh!!!!!!!! ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:D  alritey  muahhhhhhhh love u love u love u alllllllllllllll :*   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;love alex, tony :D, yy :P, shia :* :D, pc (of cos).. and my family, my relatives, friends and all !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wakwakwa =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;heh okie.. I should outta here  ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'comic sans ms'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#021410" face="Zawgyi-One" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4335425188659258726?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4335425188659258726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4335425188659258726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4335425188659258726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4335425188659258726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-i-out-of-my-mind-p.html' title='lol I&amp;#39;m out of my mind! =P'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2387955866794392746</id><published>2009-07-15T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:46:48.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Days Days</title><content type='html'>I hate it when I'm late for the classes.. So, i try not to be late (but i AM late most of the time..)&lt;div&gt;okie.. anyway, it's not the thing i wanna post abt..  =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's juz we laughed our asses off yesterday evening.. well, of cos, ma dimple did wrong things unintensionally.  heheh It was so funny and loved being wit them as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing is tat we didn't play badminton yesterday.. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than tat, yesterday aint bad.. =D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love the talks, love the missed-calls and everything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm but there's one thing bothering me.. (i shouldn't be bothered by tat quiz, rite? :D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a quiz at fb and got the result like "You are happy but lonely.." and yes, tat's wat bothers me. I dun think I'm lonely.. cos i talk wit my friends everyday.. and meet wit them and even go out wit them..  Isn't it enuf? I mean I aint lonely rite? I even talked wit my friend things. u noe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.. hmm there's one more thing tat's making me sad.. which is grandpa okkar strangely disappeared from earth.. =|  And i wanna give some things to sp and the other two friends in mm but there is no lu kyone and i hate tat! I aldy bought a thing for a fri of mine and it's still at home.. geez! I wish I could meet grandpa rite now and scold him for disappearing like dis =[ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I can't reach sp! Couldn't call her cell at all! Even thou I was able to call the other cells, not her cell, u noe! damn .. wonder wat's wrong wit her cell. =|  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I'm so stuck up wit my assignments =(   and starting to worry abt the FINAL EXAM too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahem.. there're some other happy things happening as well. of cos, my ph bill! =D It didn't exceed 100 smses, only around 600+ smses and total bill is around 60+ (which is 20 dollars less than the other mth kwi :D). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some more, love being wit them, playing wit them and talking wit them.. Oh, I love walking around as well! kwikwi  Love the latest movies as well. And I aint having so many bad headaches like b4.. oh hmm daddy and mommy r coming over this week!! weehee! =D   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh oh.. okie time to do wat teacher's juz asked to do ..  so yah.. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tar tat :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-2387955866794392746?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2387955866794392746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=2387955866794392746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2387955866794392746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/2387955866794392746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/days-days-days.html' title='Days Days Days'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1363809871383186414</id><published>2009-07-11T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:15:50.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired... sleepy....  ...........</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh I'm so tired.. I thought we wouldn't walk for so long. So, i wore a short skirt and a pair of heels (the only one I have).. but turned out like we were walking for hours. Even thou it aint tat hurt, comparing to my adidas, it still hurts.. hump ~ If only i knew tat we'd be walking this long and much, i'd wear my ADIDAS. !_! and I spent $60 within 6, 7 hrs. Somebody KILL me, pls! =[ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thou it was quite enjoyable, i feel as thou sth is missing for today. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, I couldnt reach grandpa okkar who is going back to mm tmr. Damn! I wonder what's wrong wit his phone and Him! grrrrrrrrrr I wanna give sth to sp and the exam books for a friend of mine who's gonna sit the exam soon. =|   grr ko okkarrrrrrrrrrrrr He never calls me back or reply my smsessssssss! grr couldn't call him actually.. everytime i call, I get an answer like "ur M1 customer is not available at this moment or is not using .. " blah blah grrrrr He IS getting on my nerves!  !_! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't got his contact number and everything in mm! and I haven't give him a thing yet! damn =( I juz knew wat i shall give and then, he's found no where at all! =(  grrrrr   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahint i feel sad ~ Argh I wish i could call sp rite now... =(   (I'm gonna tell her everything abt ko okkar so tat she can scold him when he reaches there.. =P and give him some lessons, hopefully? :D)  heheheh no offence grandpa .. but it's SO SO bad of u to disappear like dis. !_!  leave me wit all these .. =[ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1363809871383186414?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1363809871383186414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1363809871383186414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1363809871383186414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1363809871383186414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired-sleepy.html' title='Tired... sleepy....  ...........'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-757343683682430417</id><published>2009-07-10T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:28:36.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE AGE 3 is SUPER hilarious!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>LMAOoooooooooo &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;   &lt;div&gt;It's super duper FUNNY!! Ko tt was rite abt it.. U should go watch it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more hilarious than Ice Age 1 and 2. Some more, 3D sia!!  =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOOOOOOOO damn cool! No wonder U have to pay more when u watch 3D. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice Age 3 aint only hilarious but also has drama scenes.. u noe .. "awwwww..... " scenes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tat's y a friend of mine watched it twice =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished i could watch it another time too ;P Ice Age is getting better and better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We laughed almost all the time cos it's so FUNNY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt expect 3D to be this cool and Ice Age 3 to be this HILARIOUS.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really is SOOOOOOOOO GOOD! Go watch it u guys.. it's worth the money!!!!!!!!!!!!! (but of cos, not during weekends and friday after 6..  ;D It's 13 dollars! =D) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe okie dokie.. time for me to have a rest as i juz got back home after watching it ;)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhhhhh LOVE it! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-757343683682430417?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/757343683682430417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=757343683682430417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/757343683682430417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/757343683682430417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/ice-age-3-is-super-hilarious.html' title='ICE AGE 3 is SUPER hilarious!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-1568221967453415914</id><published>2009-07-10T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:54:26.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hump ~ =(</title><content type='html'>what a morning.. =(  I HAD a v v v BAD dream last nite which could make me cry.. !_! &lt;div&gt;when i woke up, i got a good bye letter from a bro of mine going back to mm.. !_! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't noe tat he's going back .. and so i didn't get a chance to say him "good bye.. " =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ar.. wat a morning.. =(  I'm sad aldy cos of that dream.. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this evening.. everything turns out well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after my shower, hope I'm fresh again and happy again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-1568221967453415914?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1568221967453415914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=1568221967453415914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1568221967453415914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/1568221967453415914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/hump.html' title='hump ~ =('/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-4993628770935375795</id><published>2009-07-08T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:10:21.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst presentation ever!  =.=</title><content type='html'>Juz done the presentation and it's the WORST presentation ever!!! YES, I did pretty bad and i did talk pretty fast.. =\  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this GEM is the worst gem ever! =[  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not like the friends r bad ..  It's juz I'm always late for this class and have no idea wat it's all abt =|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-4993628770935375795?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4993628770935375795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=4993628770935375795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4993628770935375795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/4993628770935375795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/worst-presentation-ever.html' title='the worst presentation ever!  =.='/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8777049906362349026</id><published>2009-07-08T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:11:06.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>One of the greatest Days! ^^</title><content type='html'>I wasn't late for any classes today ... =)  &lt;div&gt;My lunch was cheap ^^ only 2.5 dollars  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေက်ာင္းျပီးေတာ႕  badminton ကစားတယ္..  dan tan tan ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;သိပ္ေပ်ာ္ဖို႕ေကာင္းတယ္.. လူဆိုတာ လန္းဆန္းသြားတာပဲ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အခုမွပဲ ေခ်ြးထြက္ေတာ႕တယ္.. ေဆာ႕ပစ္လိုက္တာ ၁နာရီေက်ာ္ေက်ာ္ေလာက္..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;သိပ္ေကာင္းတာပဲ..  :dancing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေန႕တိုင္းဆို သိပ္ေကာင္းမယ္..  ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ညစာ ၃ေယာက္သား တူတူစားၾကတယ္ စကားတေျပာေျပာနဲ႕..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ရယ္ရျပန္ျပီ အသားကုန္ပဲ.. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ဒီေန႕ သိပ္ေပ်ာ္တယ္..  sp နဲ႕လည္းေတြ႕တယ္.. သူ႕ကို ေျပာစရာရွိတာေတြ ေျပာလိုက္ရတယ္.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အေၾကြးေျပာစရာေတြ မရွိေတာ႕ဘူး..  သူငယ္ခ်င္းနဲ႕ စကားေျပာရတာလည္း သိပ္ေပ်ာ္တယ္..  I felt great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အတန္းထဲမွာ java cert အတြက္ လာေျပာတဲ႕ ဆရာရဲ႕ accent ကိုလည္း သိပ္သေဘာက်တယ္&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His accent was like a lil bit of english and american..  Even thou he talked quite fast, I still loved it! And he was a great talker, i shall say so. He aint native, but he does speak like one.. plus he said he used to be from np and then went to scottland for further studies.  heh.. juz love his accent. =D wish i could speak like tat too one day ~ ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plan ေတြေတာ႕ ဆြဲထားတယ္ ဘာလုပ္မယ္ ဘယ္သြားမယ္ဆိုျပီးေတာ႕ ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;မနက္ျဖန္  ေအာ္တီးနဲ႕ ခ်ိန္းထားတယ္ သြားဖို႕.. (ေသေတာ႕ မေသခ်ာေသးပါ..) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ကိုေဘာၾကီးက ရုပ္ရွင္လုိက္ျပဖို႕ ေန႕နဲ႕ ရံုနဲ႕ သတ္မွတ္လိုက္ပါျပီ..  woohoo!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th July လည္း harry potter naw? =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assignment ကိုလည္း ဆရာက ၃ရက္ေတာင္ ထပ္ေပးလိုက္ေသး extension.. ;P  (သိပ္ခ်စ္ဖုိ႕ေကာင္းတဲ႕ ဆရာမ်ား.. က်န္းမာၾကပါေစ.. ခ်မ္းသာၾကပါေစ.. အဟိ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေန႕ရက္ေတြ ေန႕ရက္ေတြ.. မေန႕က စိတ္ဆင္းရဲဖုိ႕ အေသေကာင္းသေလာက္ ဒီေန႕က်ေတာ႕လည္း အေသေပ်ာ္ေနရပါလား.. သိပ္ခ်စ္ပါ၏ ဒီေန႕ကို.. :*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh umm.. one thing - I got audiences concerning wit my badminton playing skills..  ;P cos i played quite well and ran pretty fast regardless of my look! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, I aint in a relationship or watsoevaship. I'll still be single till I turn 20. ^0^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ပညာက အေရးၾကီးဆံုးပဲမို႕ ပညာျပီးမွပဲ အဲဒါေတြလာမွာေပါ႕.. =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I aint gonna let down my papa and mommy and my brossssssssssss :*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love u all loads :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 yrs.. then, I'll be in uni  ~   ^^  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.. overall, I LOVE today ~  =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh oh.. tmr 8 am class.. ;P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna sleep !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! muahhhhhhhhhhhhhzzz to those ppl I HAVE in mind! u noe who ~ ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-8777049906362349026?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8777049906362349026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8777049906362349026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8777049906362349026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8777049906362349026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-greatest-days.html' title='One of the greatest Days! ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5488354713185024382</id><published>2009-07-08T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:53:09.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>Updated ^^</title><content type='html'>Oh finally, I updated my blog layout.. gosh.. it took around 2, 3 hrsssssss!!  &gt;.&lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hard to find the one i like.. =[ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrity.. =)  nitey nite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luv today ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-5488354713185024382?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5488354713185024382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5488354713185024382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5488354713185024382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5488354713185024382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/updated.html' title='Updated ^^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-202938256585286560</id><published>2009-07-05T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:13:45.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th July 2009</title><content type='html'>It has now become one of the most memorable days in my life ~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glad to talk wit my long-time fri again and love everyone :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm v touched.. and yes, I'm so touched!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't noe tat .. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-202938256585286560?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/202938256585286560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=202938256585286560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/202938256585286560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/202938256585286560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/5th-july-2009.html' title='5th July 2009'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3630622095144134697</id><published>2009-07-04T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:46:09.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>My Days ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;wednesday က ညေန၅နာရီ စာေမးပဲြျပီးေတာ႕ ဒီအခ်ိန္ ျပန္ရင္ အရမ္းက်ပ္ေနမွာကိုသိေတာ႕ Library ကိုသြားျပီး အေခြ ၃ေခြသြားငွားတယ္.. ငွားျပီးမွ ၅ေခြအထိိငွားလို႕ရမွန္းသိေတာ႕ ေတာ္ပါျပီဆိုျပီးေတာ႕ မိနန္းမကိုေတြ႕ဖို႕သြားတယ္.. အဲဒီမွာ YMT လည္းရွိတယ္.. ခဏေနေတာ႕ AMM ေရာက္လာေရာ.. အဲဒီမွာ မိုးကို မ်က္ႏွာမေကာင္းဘူးတဲ႕ ဘာျဖစ္လာတာလဲတဲ႕ .. ေနမေကာင္းဘူးလားတဲ႕ မိနန္းမက ေမးခြန္းေတြေမးပါေလေရာ.. AMM က နင္မ်က္ႏွာေခ်ာင္ေနတယ္တဲ႕..  အဲဒါနဲ႕ စာေမးပြဲမေျဖႏိုင္လို႕လို႕.. ေနလည္းမေကာင္းဘူးလို႕  .. ငါေခါင္းမူး.. လက္ေတြကိုယ္ေတြကိုက္ေနတယ္လို႕ .. ဒီစာေမးပြဲအေတာအတြင္းမွာ ျဖစ္ေနတာလို႕ .. အဲဒါနဲ႕ သူတို႕ က အဲဒါဆိုနားေလတဲ႕.. တစ္ခုခုစားလိုက္ေလတဲ႕.. ပီးေတာ႕ စိတ္ညစ္ေနတယ္ဆိုလို႕ သူတို႕ေတြ ဟာသေတြ၀ိုင္းေျပာေပးၾကတယ္.. ရယ္လိုက္ရတာေလ မ်က္ရည္ေတြဆိုတာ ထြက္ေရာ.. အားလံုး တဟားဟားနဲ႕  ဟုတ္ေနေရာ..  ေနာက္ေတာ႕  ညစာစားမယ္ဆိုျပီး food court 4 မွာ ေခါက္ဆြဲသြား၀ယ္တယ္ သူတို႕ကစားျပီးျပီဆိုေတာ႕ သာေပါင္းပဲ ထုပ္ခဲ႕ျပီးေတာ႕ အဲဒီမွာျပန္သြားစားတယ္ သြား၀ယ္ေတာ႕ တစ္ေယာက္တည္းျဖစ္ေနလို႕ AMM ကိုေခၚသြားေရာ.. အဲေတာ႕ သူ႕လက္ကို ကိုင္ထားေတာ႕ ဟယ္နင္ကိုယ္ေတြပူေနတယ္တဲ႕ .. က်န္းမာေရးေလးဘာေလးလည္း ဂရုစိုက္အံုးတယ္.. မေတြ႕ရတာ ၾကာေတာ႕ နင္မ်က္ႏွာေလးပိန္သြားတယ္တဲ႕  etc etc  စကားေျပာျဖစ္ၾကတယ္.. ေနာက္ အဲဒီမွာ ဂိမ္းေဆာ႕တဲ႕ သူကေဆာ႕ စာေမးပြဲရွိေသးလို႕ စာလုပ္တဲ႕သူကလုပ္.. ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္း ဟာသေတြေျပာတုန္းပဲ.. ေမာတာေလ အရမ္းပဲ ရယ္ရလြန္းလို႕ .. အားလံုးလည္း ဖုတ္လွုိက္ဖုတ္လွုိက္ေတြ ျဖစ္.. ခိခိ ..  မ်က္ရည္ေတြထြက္နဲ႕ .. မိုးလည္းေနေကာင္းသြားတယ္.. ေခ်ြးေတြဘာေတြထြက္ျပီး ကို္ယ္ပူက်သြားတယ္.. စိတ္ညစ္တယ္ဆိုတာလည္း မရွိေတာ႕ဘူး.. သူတို႕က  နင္စိတ္ညစ္ေနတယ္ဆိုလို႕ ဟာသေတြေျပာ ေလွ်ာက္ေနာက္က်တာေလ.. အဲလိုေပါ႕ .. အဲဒါနဲ႕ ၉ေက်ာ္မွပဲ ေက်ာင္းက ထြက္ခဲ႕တယ္.. ၇နာရီေလာက္တည္းက ျပန္မယ္ေပါ႕ဆိုျပီး ျပင္ေနတာ.. ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္း အေပ်ာ္လြန္ေနေတာ႕ အခ်ိန္က ကုန္မွန္းမသိကုန္သြားခဲ႕ေရာ.. ဒါေတာင္ သူတို႕ က နင္ အိမ္ျပန္အရမ္းေနာက္က်ေနမယ္  နင္႕အိမ္က အေ၀းၾကီးပဲ ျပန္ေတာ႕တဲ႕ .. ေကာင္းေကာင္းေလး နားလိုက္အံုးတဲ႕ .. စိတ္ညစ္ေနနဲ႕ေတာ႕တဲ႕ .. ေနာက္ေန႕ေတြ႕ၾကမယ္ဆိုျပီးေတာ႕ေျပာတာနဲ႕ အင္းအင္းလို႕ေျပာျပီး ျပန္လာတာ.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ အိမ္ကို ၁၀နာရီေက်ာ္မွေရာက္တယ္  သိပ္ေပ်ာ္ဖို႕ေကာင္းတယ္.. အိ္မ္ကို ျပန္လာတဲ႕ မိုးရဲ႕မ်က္ႏွာေလးက ၾကည္လို႕.. ရြင္လို႕  ျပံဳးျပံဳးေလးနဲ႕ .. အဲလိုမ်ိဳး မရယ္ရတာ ဘယ္ေလာက္ေတာင္ၾကာေနျပီလဲ (မွတ္ေတာင္မမွတ္မိေတာ႕ဘူး) .. အဲဒီေန႕က ရယ္လိုက္ရေတာ႕ တကယ္ကို ေက်နပ္မိတယ္.. သူတို႕ကိုလည္း သိပ္ေက်းဇူးတင္တယ္.  ရယ္လိုက္တာ အၾကာၾကီးပဲ.. မ်က္ရည္ေတြထြက္.. လူေတာင္ ေမာတယ္ ဘယ္ေလာက္ရယ္လိုက္လဲဆိုတာ.. ေပါက္ကရေတြေျပာ.. အိုး.. သိပ္ရယ္ရတာပဲ.. အရယ္ေတြနဲ႕ျပည္႕ခဲ႕တဲ႕ ညေနခင္းေလးေပါ႕ .. သိပ္ေပ်ာ္ဖုိ႕ေကာင္းတာပဲ..  &lt;div&gt;အဲဒါနဲ႕ အိ္မ္ျပန္ေရာက္ေတာ႕ အဂ္လိပ္လို ဒီလို ကိုယ္႕ကို ဂရုစိုက္တဲ႕ သူငယ္ခ်င္းေတြရွိတာ သိပ္ေကာင္းတာပဲ.. ကိုယ္႕ဘ၀ကို ေက်နပ္မိတယ္လို႕ အတိုေလး ဘေလာ႕ဂ္မွာ တင္ခဲ႕တယ္.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေနာက္ေန႕မနက္ကို တင္မလို႕ဟာကို အလုပ္ရွုပ္ေနတာနဲ႕ မတင္ျဖစ္မိခဲ႕ဘူး.. အခုေတာ႕ တင္လိုက္ျပီ.. =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အိမ္ျပန္ေရာက္ေတာ႕ ေဆးေသာက္..ပီးေတာ႕ cetrine ေသာက္.. ရုပ္ရွင္တစ္ကားၾကည္႕လိုက္ေသးတယ္.. ၂နာရီေလာက္လည္းေရာက္ေရာ အိပ္ေရာ.. ေဆးရဲ႕ effect ေၾကာင္႕ ၾကာသပေတးေန႕ မနက္ကို ေစာေစာမထႏိုင္ခဲ႕ဘူး..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;၉နာရီေလာက္မွာ သူငယ္ခ်င္းတစ္ေယာက္ဆီက ဖုန္းလာတယ္.. အိပ္ခ်င္မူးတူးနဲ႕ ဖုန္းသံၾကားျပီးကိုင္လိုက္ေရာ.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ ၁၅ မိနစ္ေလာက္ေျပာလိုက္ရေသးတယ္ အိပ္ခ်င္မုူးတူးနဲ႕ ဘာေတြေျပာလိုက္မွန္းလည္းမသိဘူး.. အိပ္ပုတ္မေလးလို႕ အေျပာခံလိုက္ရတာေတာ႕ မွတ္မိပါေသးေၾကာင္း .. ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ဖုန္းဆက္တဲ႕သူငယ္ခ်င္းကို ဟာ ငါအိပ္ေတာ႕မယ္ဟာ.. အိပ္ေရး၀ေသးဘူး.. ဒီလိုမအိပ္ရတာၾကာျပီဆုိျပီး ေအာ္ျပီး ဖုန္းခ်ျပီး ျပန္အိပ္လိုက္တာ ၁၂နာရီေလာက္မွ ႏိုးတယ္.. ဟိဟိ.. အိပ္ေရးေတြဆိုတာ ၀ေရာ.. ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ထံုးစံအတုိင္း ေကာ္ဖီေလးတစ္ခြက္နဲ႕ ကြန္ပ်ဴတာေရွ႕မွာ ရုပ္ရွင္ေလးနဲ႕ ျငိမ္႕မလို႕ လုပ္ေနတုန္း အန္တီက နန္းၾကီးသုပ္ရွိတယ္တဲ႕ လာစားဆိုတာနဲ႕ အားနာနာေလးနဲ႕ပဲ သြားစားလိုက္ေရာ.. ပီးေတာ႕ ဒီမွာ ဟိုေန႕ ညေနအေၾကာင္း လာေရးမယ္ဆိုျပီး  chorme and gtalk ေလးကိုျပိဳင္တူဖြင္႕လိုက္တဲ႕ခဏ ..  ဒီ blog ဘက္ကိုေတာင္ မလွည္႕လိုက္ရဘဲနဲ႕ gtalk မွာ ၄နာရီေက်ာ္အထိျဖစ္သြားေရာ.. (ေအာ္ အခ်ိန္ရယ္ ဘယ္လိုကုန္သြားမွန္းကို မသိလိုက္တာ..)   ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ေအာ္ ငါကြန္ပ်ဳတာ သံုးတာၾကာျပီေပါ႕  အခန္းေလးရွင္းအံုးမယ္ဆိုပီး လုပ္မလို႕ဟာကို.. email ပို႕စရာရွိတာပို႕ reply ေတြ လုပ္စရာရွိတာလုပ္ သူငယ္ခ်င္းကို ကိတ္စရွိတာေလး ခဏလွမ္းေျပာျပီး ပိတ္မလို႕ လုပ္ေနတဲ႕ အခါမွာ ဒီကုိ လာမလို႕လုပ္ေနတဲ႕ သူငယ္ခ်င္းက ေရာက္လာလို႕ ေျပာရျပန္ေရာ (၆နာရီထိုးေက်ာ္ေနပါျပီ အဲဒီအခ်ိန္မွာ.. )  အဲဒါနဲ႕ သူနဲ႕ျမန္ျမန္ေျပာ.. but မျပတ္ေသးတာနဲ႕ (အခ်ိန္ကလည္း လင္႕ေနျပီ.. ၇နာရီေလာက္ရွိပါျပီ)  ခဏေလးေစာင္႕ ငါ အခန္းတံျမက္စည္းလွည္းၾကမ္းတိုက္ ေရခ်ိဳးလုပ္မလို႕ လို႕ ေျပာျပီး အဲဒါေတြလုပ္... အဲဒါေတြျပီးတဲ႕အခ်ိန္မွာ ၉နာရီေလာက္ရွိေနပါျပီ..ပီးေတာ႕ ထမင္းစားမလို႕ လုပ္ေနတုန္း တူမေလးနဲ႕ သြားေစာ႕ .. ၁၀နာရီထိုးခါနီး ေခါက္ဆြဲလည္း အေနေတာ္လည္းျဖစ္ေရာ ေခါက္ဆြဲေလးယူ ကြန္ပ်ဳတာေရွ႕ထိုင္လို႕  movie ေလးနဲ႕ ျငိမ႕္.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;မလို႕ကို... အစ္ကိုတစ္ေယာက္နဲ႕ အြန္လိုင္းမွာ ေတြ႕တုန္းေလး ခဏေျပာ (ဟိုေစာင္႕ခုိင္းတဲ႕ သူုငယ္ခ်င္းက dinner ရွိလို႕ ထြက္သြားပါျပီ.. )  ပီးေတာ႕မွ... 10+ ေလာက္မွ မျဖစ္ေခ်ဘူးဆိုျပီးေတာ႕ gtalk ကေန ဆန္႕က်င္ျပီး ေအာက္လိုက္မွ noodle ေလးနဲ႕ movie 2 ကားေလာက္ၾကည္႕ျပီးၾကာသပေတးေန႕ဆိုတာ ျပီးသြားခဲ႕ေရာ.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေသာၾကာေန႕ ၈နာရီေက်ာ္ေက်ာ္ေလာက္ထ.. ဟုိလုပ္ဒီလုပ္နဲ႕ ေက်ာင္းမွာ project အတြက္ Meeting ၂ ခုရွိလို႕ ကမန္းကတန္းသြား.. ေနာက္က်ေနလို႕ coffee ေတာင္မေသာက္လိုက္ရပါ.. လမ္းမွာ ကိုေလးေမြးေန႕မို႕  Happy Birthday 8 pote may all ur dreams come true ဆိုျပီးေတာ႕ sms လွမ္းပို႕  (၁၂နာရီေလာက္ သူႏိုးလာေတာ႕  thank u wat pote ဆိုပီးေတာ႕  reply လာ) ပီးေတာ႕ ၁၂ေလာက္က်ေတာ႕ သူငယ္ခ်င္းနဲ႕  food court 3 မွာ စကားေလးေျပာ ထမင္းေလးစား အေအးေလးေသာက္နဲ႕ 1 နာရီကို ေနာက္ meeting အတြက္ အေျပးေလးသြား   sms ေလးပို႕ .. မိနန္းမကိုေတြ႕ဖို႕ခ်ိန္း.. ဖုန္းေတြဆက္ ..  meeting မွာ ဟိုေျပာဒီေျပာ.. ၂နာရီထိုးခါနီးျပီးသြားေတာ႕ မိနန္းမက ပင္ပန္းလို႕ အိမ္ျပန္.. မိုးက boon lay သြား.. လမ္းမွာ သူငယ္ခ်င္းကို ဖုန္းဆက္မယ္လို႕ေျပာထားလို႕ အေျပးေလးဖုန္းဆက္ စကားေျပာ ..  ရုပ္ရွင္သြားၾကည္႕ (သိပ္ၾကည္႕လို႕ေကာင္းပါေၾကာင္း)  ရုပ္ရွင္က ျပီးခါနီး ကိုေလးဆီက ဖုန္းလာ ဘယ္မွာလည္း.. ဘယ္ေတာ႕ ျပန္လာမွာလည္းေမး..  ၄နာရီေလာက္ျပန္ေရာက္မယ္ျဖစ္ေၾကာင္းေျပာ .. ပီးလည္းပီးေရာ ေအာ္တီးဆီကဖုန္းလာ city hall မွာ ရွမ္းဆိုင္အသစ္ဖြင္႕လို႕ သြားစားမလားေမး.. ဒီကလည္း သြားခ်င္ေနတာၾကာပီမို႕ ေအး သြားမယ္ ေတြ႕ၾကစို႕ ဆိုပီးေတာ႕ခ်ိန္း... ပီးေတာ႕ ကိုေလးဆီ ဖုန္းျပန္ဆက္ျပီး အေၾကာင္းၾကား.. ေအာ္တီးနဲ႕ ေတြ႕မွာမို႕ ညမွ အိမ္ျပန္ေရာက္ေတာ႕မယ္ျဖစ္ေၾကာင္း ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ေအာ္တီးနဲ႕ clementi မွာေတြ႕ဖုိ႕ခ်ိန္း.. မုိးကအဆင္း သူကအတက္န႕႕ဲ ရထားလြဲ  ျဖစ္ခ်င္ေတာ႕ မ dimple နဲ႕  clementi မွာေတြ႕.. (ဆံပင္တိုေလးနဲ႕ ကေလးရုပ္ေလးျဖစ္ေနတယ္ :* )   ရထားေပၚမွာ ေလေဖာင္သြား.. ေအာ္တီးနဲ႕ dover မွာေတြ႕.. ေပါက္ကရေတြေျပာ.. ရယ္... အတုိင္အေဖာက္ညီတဲ႕ မိုးနဲ႕ မ dimple ကို ေအာ္တီးလက္ေျမာက္ .. ဟိီဟိ..   ေနာက္ေတာ႕ city hall ေရာက္.. မိုးတို႕ ၂ေယာက္ peninsula ထဲ၀င္.. မပူတူးတို႕ေရာက္လာက်.. ဆိုင္ေသးေသးမွာ ၄ေယာက္သား၀င္ၾက.. ရွမ္းေခါက္ဆြဲ.. တို႕ဟူးေၾကာ္ ၀က္သားခ်ဥ္စား.. (ေကာင္းသားပဲ.. )  ကို pwo က မ၀.. ပန္းကန္ေလးေတြက ေသးလြန္းလို႕.. ေလေတြေပါၾက... ဒါေပမယ္႕ အားလံုးအိ္မ္ျပန္ၾက.. ဒီ ညီအစ္မႏွစ္ေယာက္မိုးကိုဆြဲတာနဲ႕ မိုးလည္း သူတို႕ကားနဲ႕ အိမ္ပါသြား.. (မိုးလည္း ကားေလးတစ္စီးေလာက္လိုခ်င္တယ္.. =D)  ကိုေလးကိုဖုန္းဆက္.. မလာေတာ႕ဘူးျဖစ္ေၾကာင္း သူတို႕ ညီအစ္မဆြဲလို႕ မိုးပါသြားျပီျဖစ္ေၾကာင္း.. ;P မနက္ျဖန္မွျပန္လာေတာ႕မယ္ျဖစ္ေၾကာင္း ေနာက္ေတာ႕ .ေလေပါ.. ရုပ္ရွင္ၾကည္႕.. ဂိမ္းေဆာ႕နဲ႕ ည၁နာရီေက်ာ္သြား.. ၁၂နာရီေဒါင္ခနဲမွာ caz နဲ႕ အတူရွိမယ္လို႕ထင္တဲ႕ လူ ၄ေယာက္ဆီ sms ပီး မိုးရဲ႕ birthday wish ေလးျပခုိင္းျပမယ္လို႕ေတာ႕ ထင္ပါတယ္.. ေနာက္.. ညအိပ္ခါနီး ကိုယ္လက္ေတြကိုက္ေနတာနဲ႕ ေအာ္တီးေဆးတုိက္ ေကာ္ဖီတိုက္ (မေဖ်ာ္တတ္ ေဖ်ာ္တတ္နဲ႕ .. ကြိကြိ  သူက ေကာ္ဖီတစ္ခါမွ ေသာက္ဖူးကိုး :D )  ေနာက္ေတာ႕ အေႏြးထည္ ေဘာင္းဘီရွည္ ဂြမ္းေစာင္ေလးနဲ႕ .. တစ္ညကုန္လြန္&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ဒီေန႕မနက္ ၈ နာရီေလာက္ႏိုးေတာ႕ ေအာ္တီးကို သြားႏွုိး.. အိပ္ပုတ္ေလးက ေပေတေန.. :P အဲဒါနဲ႕ သူ႕ေဘးမွာ သြားေန ...  ပြစိပြစိလုပ္ ၉နာရီေက်ာ္ေတာ႕ သူထလာ.. မိုလည္းထ..  သူမိုးအတြက္ မနက္စာ ထမင္းေၾကာ္ေပး..   ပီးေတာ႕ ကိုယ္႕ဟာကို ေဖ်ာ္တဲ႕ ေကာ္ဖီေလးနဲ႕ .. ရုပ္ရွင္ေလးၾကည္႕ရင္းနဲ႕ စား .. ၁၁ ထုိးသြားေရာ.. ၂ေယာက္သား ေလေဖာင္  ဟိုေျပာဒီေျပာ ဟိုလုပ္ ဒီလုပ္နဲ႕  ေနာက္ မိုးဂိ္မ္းေဆာ႕ေနတုန္း မပူတူးတို႕ျပန္လာျပီး အုန္းထမင္း ၾကက္သားဟင္း ခ်ဥ္ေပါင္ေၾကာ္ လုပ္..  ဒီၾကားထဲ ATZK က ေအာ္တီးကို ဖုန္းဆက္လာတာ သူမအားေတာ႕ မိုးကိုင္လိုက္ေတာ႕ ဟယ္ နင္တုိ႕က ငါ႕ကို မေခၚဘဲနဲ႕ ဘာလုပ္ေနၾကတာလဲ ဟြႏ္႕ ဘာညာဘာညာနဲ႕ ေျပာေရာ.. ကြိကြိ.. ေခၚလည္း နင္လာႏိုင္မွာမွ မဟုတ္တာ ဘာညာဘာညာနဲ႕ေျပာေတာ႕လည္း ဟုတ္ေနတာနဲ႕ ဘာညာဘာညာေျပာျပီး ျပီးသြားေရာ.. ေနာက္ေတာ႕ ထမင္းစားၾက.. သိပ္စားလို႕ေကာင္း .. ဒါေပမယ္႕ ထမင္းမစားခင္က မန္က်ည္းသီးေတြ ထုိင္စားထားေတာ႕  ခ်ဥ္ေပါင္ေၾကာ္နဲ႕ ခ်ဥ္ေပါင္ဟင္းရည္လည္းစားေရာ သြားေတြက က်ိန္းေနေရာ.. ဟီးဟီး...  ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္း မိုးပဲေနာ္.. ခ်ဥ္ေပါင္ေၾကာ္ဆို ဘာၾကီးပဲျဖစ္ျဖစ္ စားတယ္ဆိုေတာ႕ အခုသြားက်ိန္းလည္းပဲ ခ်ဥ္ေပါင္ေၾကာ္ရယ္.. ငရုတ္သီးေၾကာ္ရယ္ကို ေရာျပီးစားလိုက္ေရာ.. (မပူတူးကေတာ႕ ေျပာေရာ.. ကေလးေတြေျပာရခက္တယ္.. ငရုတ္သီးေၾကာ္ဒီေလာက္စပ္တာကို အမ်ားၾကီးစားရလား.. ပီးေတာ႕ ခ်ဥ္ေပါင္ေၾကာ္ေတြေ၇ာ မန္က်ည္းသီးေတြေရာ..  ဘာညာဘာညာဆိုျပီးေျပာ) အဲေတာ႕ ဟီး မပူတူးကလည္း စားလို႕ေကာင္းတာကိုးလို႕  ငရုတ္သီးေလးကို ဘယ္လိုစားလို႕ေကာင္းေအာင္ ေၾကာ္ထားမွန္း မသိဘူးကိုလို႕ ..  =D (ဟုတ္ေတာ႕လည္း ဟုတ္တယ္သိလား.. ငရုတ္သီးေၾကာ္က အေသစပ္တယ္.. ဒါေပမယ္႕ေလ.. စားလို႕ ေတာ္ေတာ္ ေကာင္းတယ္ေတာ႕  သိလား အဲေတာ႕လည္း စပ္တာကို စပ္တယ္လို႕မွတ္ျပီးစားေရာ.. ဟိဟိ)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေနာက္ ထမင္းလည္း စားျပီးေရာ ညီအစ္မသံုးေယာက္ living room မွာထုိင္ျပီး facebook ေရာ.. ေအာ္တီးအေကာင္႕နဲ႕ ၀င္ျပီး ဟာသေတြေျပာျပီး ေနာက္ေတာ႕ မပူတူးက မိုးေျပာတာနဲ႕ စိတ္ပါ၀င္စားျပီး ေကာက္စိုက္ေရာ ခြိခြိ.. ;D  ရယ္ေနရတယ္ ပက္ပက္စက္စက္ပဲ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;၅နာရီထိုးခါနီးေလာက္မွ ေအာ္တီးက ေရမိုးခ်ိဳးျပီး ၅၃၀ ေလာက္ သူ႕သူငယ္ခ်င္းအစ္မၾကီးဆီသြား.. မိုးလည္း အိမ္ျပန္လာခဲ႕ေရာ..  အဲဒါနဲ႕ အိမ္ကို ၆ေက်ာ္မွေရာက္..  လုပ္စရာရွိတာလုပ္ျပီး  အခု ဒီမွာေရး..  လူလည္း ျပိဳင္းေနတာပဲ..  ;P  ေပ်ာ္လည္းေပ်ာ္ပါတယ္..  ;)   ၃ရက္ဆက္တိုက္ .. =P  သူငယ္ခ်င္းညီအစ္မေတြနဲ႕ ေပ်ာ္ေနတာ...  gtalk လည္း မ၀င္ျဖစ္ဘူး  thursday က ၀င္ပီးကတည္းက  ဟိဟိ  ဒါေတာင္ ေနတာေတြက တစ္ေယာက္နဲ႕တစ္ေယာက္ေ၀းလို႕ မေ၀းမ်ားမေ၀းလို႕ကေတာ႕ ပီးေရာပဲ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)   ေအာ္ ဒါနဲ႕ .. =D   nicholas teo ေလ သိလား album အသစ္ထြက္တယ္.. (လိုခ်င္လိုက္တာ) သီခ်င္းေလးကို ၾကိဳက္တယ္.. :D ဒါေပမယ္႕ MV ကို ၾကိဳက္၀ူး.. especially his  hairstyle..  soooooo ပိန္း.. လိုက္ကို မလိုက္၀ူးး  grr  ဘယ္လိုမွန္းလည္းသိ၀ူး..   သီခ်င္းေလးေတြ ရရင္ေကာင္းမယ္  ;P  ေအာ္ .. ပီးေတာ႕ မိုး တရုတ္လိုဖတ္တာ တ ိုးတက္လာတယ္ ကြိကြိ.. အစကဆုိ အခုေခတ္ တရုတ္စာဆို သိပ္မဖတ္ဘူး ေရွးေခတ္ဟာပဲ ဖတ္တတ္တာ ဟီး.. အခုေတာ႕ ဆိုး၀ူးရယ္ တိုးတက္လာပီ နာကြ !!!  kwi :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ေအာ္.. ပီးေတာ႕လည္း ကိုေဘာၾကီးက သူအားတဲ႕ေန႕  ice age 3.. 3D လိုက္ျပမယ္တဲ႕ .. woohoo!!!!  :dancing:  =P   ဟီး.. ေတာ္ျပီေနာ္.. ေရးစရာလည္းရွိေတာ႕ဘူး.. ကြိကြိ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;တစ္ခုပဲရွိတယ္.. ဒီေန႕ သူငယ္ခ်င္းတစ္ေယာက္နဲ႕ ခ်ိန္းထားတာ အခ်ိန္မွားျပီး ၁နာရီ ေနာက္က်သြားတာမို႕ မေတြ႕လိုက္လို႕ စိတ္မေကာင္းျဖစ္ရတာက လြဲရင္  က်န္တာ အဆင္ေျပ ေခ်ာေမြ႕ပါ..   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အားလံုးလည္း အဆင္ေျပေခ်ာေမြ႕ၾကပါေစရွင္.. :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ံGood Day y'all .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-3630622095144134697?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3630622095144134697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3630622095144134697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3630622095144134697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3630622095144134697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-days.html' title='My Days ~'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-7581606975203653139</id><published>2009-07-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:43:32.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ံHappy Birthday ... &lt;div&gt;many happiness returns ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-7581606975203653139?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7581606975203653139/comments/default' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-5670642345087928070</id><published>2009-07-02T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:11:49.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~ * My Happiness * ~'/><title type='text'>HoHoHooooooooo  ^0^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Had a great time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Loved being wit them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Had so much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Laughed so hard tat i cried =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Loved lauging like dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Loved da way we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Loved how much we have in common&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Oh loved every second every minute wit them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I juz wish we could meet like dis everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Then life'd be way too much better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Love u all loads!! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Even thou exam was a disappointment, I'm glad tat they were there wit me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;They substitute my sadness wit happiness  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Thanks them so so much for making me laugh and care so much abt me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I'm touched cos of their sweety hearty care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Thank God for giving me such kind of friends, the ones who won't forget u no matter how apart we are.. who'll make u laugh.. who'll share ur feelings wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I never knew tat my friends are my REAL friends and tat they r this type of friends.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I feel SO lucky! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I noe I have sp and zaw, but now I've realized tat I have more! How blissful is tat! I'm so grateful for having those friends i can count on if I'm having a bad time. Just like wat that fb quiz had asked, I have more than 5 real friends!  =)   Oh... I'm lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Yes, I LOVE MY LIFE!  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;မနက္ျဖန္မွပဲ ျမန္မာလို ဘာေတြေျပာၾကလည္းဆိုတာေရးပါေတာ႕မယ္..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;အခုေတာ႕ အိပ္လိုက္ပါအံုးမယ္ရွင္..  =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ဟိဟိ  ၁၀နာရီ၁၅ေလာက္မွ အိမ္ျပန္ေရာက္တာ ေက်ာင္းကေန.. ဟီး..   so, u can guess how much i had fun wit them.. juz talking actually.. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrity.. nitey nite y'all :*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy after MST hrs! ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-5670642345087928070?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/5670642345087928070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=5670642345087928070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5670642345087928070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/5670642345087928070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/07/hohohooooooooo-0.html' title='HoHoHooooooooo  ^0^'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-241548292466662658</id><published>2009-06-30T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:31:45.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>BigBag Album (English Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 13px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bigbag ရဲ႕ english version သီခ်င္း album ပါရွင္ မဆိုးပါ၀ူးသိလား.. မိုက္သားပဲ..&lt;br /&gt;နားေထာင္ၾကည္႕ပါအံုးရွင္.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;download &gt;&gt; http://www.mediafire.com/?30nnz5ujewc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.Unfreeze Me&lt;br /&gt;2. Negativity Possibilty&lt;br /&gt;3. Personal Violence&lt;br /&gt;4. So Damn Special&lt;br /&gt;5. Drivin’ Down into DVD&lt;br /&gt;6. Tangent&lt;br /&gt;7. Pop Quiz&lt;br /&gt;8.Perfect Man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;credit: http://myanmarmp3album.com/2008/01/19/the-sun-factory/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-241548292466662658?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/241548292466662658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=241548292466662658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/241548292466662658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/241548292466662658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/06/bigbag-album-english-version.html' title='BigBag Album (English Version)'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-236446044222834251</id><published>2009-06-29T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:55:38.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moe&apos;s feelings'/><title type='text'>feel embarrassed ..</title><content type='html'>ဟိုေန႕ က စိတ္တိုတိုနဲ႕ ဘာေတြေရးမွန္းမသိ ေရးျပီး .. မစဥ္းစားဘဲနဲ႕ ေရးျပီး အခုမွျပန္ဖတ္ၾကည္႕တာ I feel embarrassed. =[  i dunno y thou. စိတ္တိုတာကေတာ႕ စိတ္တိုတာေပါ႕ေနာ္.. ေဒါသထြက္တာကလည္း ေဒါသထြက္တာပဲေပါ႕ေနာ္.. တကယ္ပါ အဲဒီေန႕က တကယ္႕ကို ဘာေန႕မွန္းမသိဘူး.. weather မေကာင္းခဲ႕တဲ႕ေန႕ပါ.. အဲလို ညစ္ေနတဲ႕အခ်ိန္မွာ အဲလိုေတြေတြ႕ၾကံဳလိုက္ရေတာ႕ စိတ္ေတြက အလိပ္လိုက္.. ေဒါသေတြက အတံုးလိုက္ထြက္ျပီး စိတ္ရဲ႕ထြက္ေပါက္ျဖစ္တဲ႕ ဒီေနရာေလးမွာ လာေရးမိပါတယ္ စဥ္းစားဆင္ျခင္ျခင္းမရွိဘဲ.. အဲဒါနဲ႕ရလဒ္ကေတာ႕ ဒီေန႕ျပန္ဖတ္ၾကည္႕ေတာ႕ စိတ္ထဲမွာကလိကလိနဲ႕ ျဖစ္မိပါတယ္ တစ္နည္းအားျဖင္႕ embarrassed သလိုပဲ i feel uncomfortable.. =(   tat's why i mite edit the post or juz save it as a draft..  but yeah.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alritey.. juz wanna say tat i feel v uncomfortable wit wat i posted and m feelin' as if i were the one to apologize..   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okie.. outta here  good nite everyone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweet day ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/575598254901516923-236446044222834251?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/236446044222834251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=236446044222834251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/236446044222834251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/236446044222834251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-embarrassed.html' title='feel embarrassed ..'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-3128707305392846537</id><published>2009-06-28T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:44:04.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>When a story ends, another story begins. Tat's how it is.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u dunno how to handle it, then u suffer. If u noe so, then u'll always be happy ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-3128707305392846537?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3128707305392846537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=3128707305392846537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3128707305392846537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/3128707305392846537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_28.html' title='....'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-590301532751261719</id><published>2009-06-26T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:23:48.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay mi yay yar bar nyar kwi kwa'/><title type='text'>dot dot dot</title><content type='html'>ဒီမွာ မေရးရတာ ၾကာေနျပီ ျမန္မာလိုေျပာပါတယ္.. =D&lt;br /&gt;ေရးခ်င္တယ္ တစ္ခုခုေပါ႕ .. တစ္ခါတစ္ေလေတာ႕လည္း ေပါက္ကြဲလိုက္ခ်င္တယ္..&lt;br /&gt;တကယ္လို႕ ျဖစ္ႏုိင္ခဲ႕ရင္.. ေရးလိုက္ခ်င္တာ အကုန္လံုးေပါ႕ ေစာင္႕စည္းစရာ မ်က္ႏွာၾကည္႕စရာမလိုဘဲ အကုန္ေရးလိုက္ခ်င္တယ္.. ဒီလူေတြ ဒီလူေတြနဲ႕ ထပ္ေတြ႕စရာမလုိေတာ႕ဘူးဆိုခဲ႕ရင္ေပါ႕...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ထားပါေတာ႕ေလ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အခုအခ်ိန္ဆို ကိုဟယ္ရီျမန္မာေရာက္ေလာက္ျပီ.. မနက္က သူထိုင္းေရာက္ေတာ႕ ခဏလာေသးတယ္ အြန္လိုင္းကို.. သူထုိင္းမွာတဲ႕ . ကိုဟယ္ရီခရီးပန္းေနျပီလားဆိုေတာ႕ နည္းနည္းပါလို႕ေျဖတာနဲ႕ အိပ္ေပ်ာ္ေအာင္ အိပ္လိုက္လို႕ .. ဂရုစိုက္သြားအံုးလို႕ မွာလိုက္ေသးတယ္ (အိပ္လိုက္ရင္  သိပ္ခရီးမပန္းေတာ႕ဘူးေလ.. ဟုတ္၀ူးလား)  ကဲ ကိုဟယ္ရီေတာ႕ သြားျပန္ေပါ႕ .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ကိုခ်ီရြန္နဲ႕ ဟိုတစ္ေန႕ကေျပာျဖစ္ေသးတယ္.. ရယ္ေနရတယ္ သူေပါက္ကရေတြေျပာတာကိုး.. ဟိုအေၾကာင္း ဒီအေၾကာင္းေလးေတြလည္း ပါတယ္ေပါ႕ေလ.. ဒီအစ္ကိုနဲ႕ ဒီညီမပဲ ဟိဟိ  anyway, သူအခုေျပာင္းရမဲ႕ ေနရာကိုေျပာျပတယ္.. ေရမရွိ မီးမရွိနဲ႕တဲ႕ သူတို႕အတြက္ ေနမယ္႕အိမ္ေတာင္ အခုမွေဆာက္ေနတယ္ဆိုပဲ.. အရမ္းေခါင္တယ္ေနာ္.. =(  ကိုခ်ီရြန္သနားပါတယ္ အဲဒီေနရာျမန္ျမန္တိုးတက္ျပီး ကိုခ်ီရြန္အြန္လိုင္းကိုေန႕တိုင္းလာႏိုင္ပါေစ... ဟိဟိ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ကိုတီတီ ေဖာတာ ေဖာတာ.. သိပ္ေတာ္တယ္.. တကယ္ =D  ေဗဒင္သက္ေဖာဆိုျပီး ေဗဒင္ေဟာစားရင္ သူေငွးျဖစ္ေလာက္တယ္.. ဟီး... ဟုတ္ပ.. ပါပါးၾကီးနဲ႕ပတ္သက္ျပီးသူလာေဖာတာ မဆိုးဘူးေတာ႕ ေတာ္ေတာ္ေတာ႕ မွန္သား.. ကြိကြိ ေတာ္ပါေပတယ္ ကိုတီတီ (ကိုယ္႕အစ္ကိုမို႕လို႕ ေျမာက္ေျပာျခင္းမဟုတ္.. ) ခိခိ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ကိုႏိုက္ဘတ္ .. ဟိဟိ .. ဒလ၀မ္ကင္းလို႕ေျပာရင္ ဟမ္းေလာ႕လြန္မည္မထင္.. ;P အင္းေလ.. ဒါလည္း ပညာတစ္မ်ိဳးပါပဲလား (အေကာင္းဘက္မွ လွည္႕ေတြးျခင္း .. အဆိုးဘက္မွ ေတြးခ်င္ေတြး မေတြးခ်င္ေန it's not my business. ;P ) ေတာ္ရံုတန္ရံု ဒရမ္မာတတ္ၾကတာမဟုတ္ အမွန္အတိုင္းေျပာရရင္.. သူတကယ္ ဒရမ္မာလွ်င္ မမတို႕ေၾကြသြားႏုိင္သည္.. ကြိကြိ (ေအာ္ အစ္ကိုေတြမ်ား.. =P ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;မမအိကေတာ႕ မခ်က္ရတာၾကာျပီဆိုေပမယ္႕ သတိကေတာ႕ အစဥ္ရပါသည္.. မမအိမပါလွ်င္မျပီးပါ.. sms ကလည္း ၂၀၀ ထက္ေက်ာ္ပဲေက်ာ္ႏိုင္ပါသည္.. ေတာ္ေတာ္ဆိုးသည္.. ;P  ဒါေပမယ္႕လည္း အေကာင္းဆံုးအစ္မ အခ်ိဳဆံုးအစ္မဆိုေတာ႕ကား.. ထာ၀ရအျမဲ သတိရေနသည္သာ.. အခြင္႕ရလွ်င္ သြားလည္ျပီး ခြအိပ္မည္.. ခြိခြိ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အရဲ.. သူႏွင္႕လည္း မေတြ႕ရတာ ၾကာေပပီ.. သူဖုန္းေပ်ာက္သြားေတာ႕ ပိုေတာင္ ဆိုးေသးသည္... SMS ေတာင္ပို႕လို႕မရေတာ႕ပါ.. ဘာေတြလုပ္ေနမွန္းလည္းမသိပါ.. =D သူစိတ္ညစ္မွန္းေတာ႕သိသည္.. သြားေရြ႕ေဖးမခ်င္သည္ အခြင္႕ရမည္ဆိုပါက ..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMS သူေလးႏွွင္႕ သိသာ သိပ္မၾကာေသးဆိုေပမယ္႕ သူလိုငါလို ေပါတတ္ခ်င္းေၾကာင္႕ ခဏေလးႏွင္႕ ခင္သြားသည္.. ေပါေဖာ္ေပါဖက္ေကာင္းတစ္ေယာက္ျဖစ္သြားႏိုင္သည္ ဒီလိုမ်ိဳးသာ မွန္မွန္ေပါၾကမည္ဆိုပါက.. ဟိဟိ  အခုလည္း စာေမးပြဲျပီးလွ်င္ျဖစ္ႏုိင္ပါက ငေပါေလးေကာင္ ရုပ္ရွင္သြားၾကည္႕မည္ဟူေရြ႕...  ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အုအု သူ႕ကို ၾကည္႕ရသည္မွာ အသည္းယားသည္ သူ႕ရဲ႕ ေနပံုထုိင္ပံုေျပာပံုဆိုပံုမ်ားက အရင္တုန္းက ဟမ္းေလာ႕ (မိုး)ကိုျပန္ၾကည္႕ေနရသလိုပင္..  တစ္ခုပဲကြာသည္ သူက အားၾကီးခ်စ္ဖို႕ေကာင္းသည္ ကဗ်ာအေရးအသားေတြတိုးတက္လာေတာ႕ လိုက္လို႔ပင္ မွီေတာ႕မည္မထင္.. ေလးစားပါသည္&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ဟမ္းေလာ႕ ဒီေကာင္မေလး ကိုေလးႏွင္႕ peace ယူေရြ႕ ထင္တိုင္းၾကဲေနပါသည္.. ကိုေလးကို 24/7 ရုပ္ရွင္ကားေကာင္းေကာင္း high resolution ေကာင္းေကာင္းၾကည္႕ႏုိင္တဲ႕ software ေလးျပထားေတာ႕ အရမး္အရမ္းကို ေက်နပ္ျပီး ဟမ္းေလာ႕ကို သိပ္ဂရုမစိုက္ေတာ႕.. အဲဒီေတာ႕ ကိုေလးက ရုပ္ရွင္ၾကည္႕ရင္ ဟမ္းေလာ႕က ၀တ္ထုဖတ္.. ရုပ္ရွင္ၾကည္႕ .. အဆင္ကိုေခ်ာလို႕ .. =D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;တူမေလး.. သိပ္ေလေပါသည္ (baby talks ေတြေပါ႕).. ၁၁ လမျပည္႕ေသးခင္ လမ္းေလွ်ာက္သည္.. ဟိုေလွ်ာက္ေလွ်ာက္ ဒီေလွ်ာက္ေလွ်ာက္နဲ႕ သိပ္ရယ္ရသည္.. အကေလးကလည္း ၾကိဳက္.. အဆိုေလးကလည္းၾကိဳက္နဲ႕ သိပ္ခ်စ္ဖို႕ေကာင္းသည္..ဆိုးလည္းဆိုးပါသည္ ေအာ္တတ္ေနျပီ.. ဖုနု္းတို႕ laptop တို႕ဆိုအေသၾကိဳက္သည္ IT ေခတ္၏ သမီးေကာင္းဟု နာမည္တတ္ရမည္လားမသိ.. သိပ္ျပီးေတာ႕လည္း လည္သည္ အမ်ိဳးထဲမွာ သူအလည္ဆံုးျဖစ္ေတာ႕မည္.. သူအေဖေသြးေတာ္ေတာ္ပါတဲ႕အတြက္ ဇိမ္ေလးကလည္း ခံတတ္သည္..  ဟမ္းေလာ႕ကို သူ၏ သူငယ္ခ်င္း ကစားေဖာ္မ်ား မွတ္ေနလားမသိ.. လူေတြ႕တာနဲ႕ အနားလာျပီး ေဆာ႕ေလသည္.. လူကိုလည္း စသည္.. သင္ေပးလွ်င္လိုက္လုပ္သည္.. ထက္လိုက္တဲ႕ ညဏ္ေလးပါတကား..  ခ်စ္ေနရပါသည္..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-590301532751261719?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/590301532751261719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=590301532751261719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/590301532751261719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/590301532751261719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/06/dot-dot-dot.html' title='dot dot dot'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-8863677085135576322</id><published>2009-06-23T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:46:38.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Semester Testsssssssss</title><content type='html'>MST is drawing nearer and nearer and I'm so freaking out! =D &lt;div&gt;yeap yeap  I really can't concentrate like i used to and i dun feel like reciting those and tat. =| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noe tat's bad .. but damn =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh anyway, in order for me to concentrate more on my studies, I'm gonna be away from online until next week (after my MST). SO yah.. juz wanna post up here tat I won't be online and I wont be here posting stuffs blah blah even thou I noe tat I'm gonna miss online ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alritey.. pls WISH me the BEST of luck and tat I'm in the BEST of health. will ya?  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahhh :*  good day  ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575598254901516923-8863677085135576322?l=h3mlockluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8863677085135576322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575598254901516923&amp;postID=8863677085135576322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8863677085135576322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575598254901516923/posts/default/8863677085135576322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3mlockluv.blogspot.com/2009/06/mid-semester-testsssssssss.html' title='Mid Semester Testsssssssss'/><author><name>h3mlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16455189942436494704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qYLXs8VbRKs/R3BwGogrDbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ntRoudUWZuQ/S220/untitled+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575598254901516923.post-2706881147485444504</id><published>2009-06-23T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:59:26.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MM poems'/><title type='text'>ခ်စ္ေသာ ေဖေဖ (အေဖမ်ားေန႕ အမွတ္တရ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;အေဖမ်ားေန႕ အမွတ္တရ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;————————————————————————–&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ခ်စ္ေသာေဖေဖ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ငယ္ရြယ္စဥ္က ေက်ာင္းၾကိဳေက်ာင္းပို႕&lt;br /&gt;အျမဲျပဳေရြ႕&lt;br /&gt;အဖတာ၀န္မလစ္ဟင္းပဲ&lt;br /&gt;ပ်ိဳးေထာင္ခဲ႕တာ&lt;br /&gt;ခ်စ္ေသာေဖေဖ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ဘ၀ဒဏ္ေၾကာင္႕&lt;br /&gt;ခက္ထန္ေနတဲ႕ ေဖေဖ႕လက္တစ္စံု&lt;br /&gt;ယံုၾကည္အားကိုးေလးစားလို႕&lt;br /&gt;အားအင္ေတြရ&lt;br /&gt;ခ်စ္မ၀ခဲ႕ပါ&lt;br /&gt;ခ်စ္ေသာေဖေဖ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;တုတ္နဲ႕မတို႕&lt;br /&gt;ေလသံမမာ&lt;br /&gt;ျမတ္ႏိုးစြာနဲ႕&lt;br /&gt;အခ်ဳပ္အခ်ယ္ ကင္းေ၀း&lt;br /&gt;လိမ္မာေအာင္ ထိန္း&lt;br /&gt;သားသမီးတုိ႕ရဲ႕ သူရဲေကာင္းဟာ&lt;br /&gt;ခ်စ္ေသာေဖေဖ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ေလာင္းကစားဆို ေ၀းေ၀းကေရွာင္&lt;br /&gt;အရက္ေဆးလိပ္မသံုးေဆာင္ပဲ&lt;br /&gt;ဒီမိသားစုရဲ႕ စံျပေခါင္းေဆာင္&lt;br /&gt;ပုဆိုး စြတ္က်ယ္စုတ္&lt;br /&gt;မလဲတမ္း၀တ္လို႕&lt;br /&gt;ေနာင္ေရးေကာင္းေအာင္&lt;br /&gt;ၾကိဳးစားခဲ႕တာ&lt;br /&gt;ခ်စ္ေသာေဖေဖ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ကိုယ္တိုင္မသံုး&lt;br /&gt;သားသမီးေတြသံုးႏိုင္ေအာင္&lt;br /&gt;တူႏွစ္ကုိယ္ယွဥ္တြဲ&lt;br /&gt;စံျပမိသားစု&lt;br /&gt;ေဆာက္ခဲ႕တာ&lt;br /&gt;နားလည္မွဳရွိကာ&lt;br /&gt;အခ
